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THE WAY TO SIUB.
The birds mn.st know.  Who wlselv sliiES
WIU sing aa Ihey. The common air has generous wings:
Songs make their way.
No messenger lo run before.
Devising plan; Xo menllon of the place or hour.
To any mau; No waiting till some sound betrays
AlLstcnlngear; No dilTerent voice, no i\ew delays.
If steps draw near. " What bird Is tbat ?  The song Is good."
Aud eager eyes Go peering thiougb the dusky wood
In glad surprise. Then. late at night, when by his flre
The traveler sits. Watching the flame grow brighter, higher,
Theswoel song fills, By snatches, through his weary brain.
To help liimrest; When next he goes that road again,
Au empty nest Ou leafless bough will make him sigh:
"Ahmc! last spriug, Just hero I iieard, iu passlug by.
That rare bird slug."
But while he sighs, remembering
How sweet the song, Tho Uttle bird, ou tireless wing.
Is borne along In olher air; and other meu,
With weary feet. On other roads, tbe simple strain
Ate finding sweet.
The birds must know.   Wlio wisely slugs
Will slug as Ihey. The common air hss generous win^s:
Songs make ibelr way.
lAtlnntic Momhli/ /or Februari/.
SUE AND I.
Sue married oneof tn-iu brothera, aucl her heart was set fumly upon ray mar¬ rying the olher. She watiteii a sister- iu-Ia\v with whom she coulJ live in unity—a rare nnd pleasant thing iu that kindof relationship. Shedid nolseein to take into account at all my tastes and prejudices; but slie was a good sis¬ ter in tbe raaiu, aud I was secretly not unwilling to meet tlie man wliom slie had selected for my husuand.
We had heeu teaeliers iu tbe same scliool before slie fell in love witli Kred and married liim outof haud. He was a talj, reserved, silent man, wlio got vastly more credit for wisdom than J thousht due liiui; and so bashful withal that I have always suspected lliat Sue proposed to Mm; but if she ilid, the torture of the Holy Inquisition would not. draw il from liim; so slie is safe.
r never subscribed to that absurd proverb about ".speecli being silvern and silence golden." I cannot conceive the respect paid to silent people, tbe mere nodders atlinowledge. I believe that tbey who tell nothiug know nolh¬ ing. Fred is oue of those, aud I liave no failh in him ; but Sue has, which is all the belter for liiin.
gtie aud I are great talkers, say our enemies, and I contend tbat we know- as muc;.' .ts t.'ii-- quiet ones who get the benelltof it. If Fred's brotlier resem¬ bled iilm, be would at least be a good listener.
I kepton at my lio.trding-house when Sue left mc for a lionie of lier owu, though she urged me with all her might, to live with her. I had no desire to play the part of second lady on her lit¬ tle stage. Young married people pro¬ long their houeymonu unmercifully ¦when tliere is somebody to look at tliem.
I am older tliau Sue by a long year or two. and I think well of myself from a sense of duty, for there are so few left in the world who care for me.
Sue got au absurd idea into her liead, as soon as she was married, that all sin¬ gle women older than herself were "old maids." She wa.s convinced tliat there could be uo happiness for a woman out of marriage, and she yearned over my unengaged condition witli nn auxiety which would have been ludicrous but for its honesty. I felt certain at that time that uo woman need be unhappy while she is healthy and self-support¬ ing.
When my summer vacation came. Sue went lo au old haunt ot ours among the Kew Hampshire Hills, and persuad¬ ed me to go with lier, as Fred must re¬ main at home. 'Boro is a very pearl of a place for summer visitors; it leans over a lovely lake and suns itself among whispering valleys. We lived at tile hotel, which is true independence; the more people, the more solitary one may he. In a private house in tlie couutry nothing is sacred from tbe right of search, from the nnmber of your luces to the respectability of your grandfather.
At this time Sue was like tlie girl iu the old play, always
"SltUng in her wiudow. Printing lier thoughts in lawn;"
while I prowled about alone, looked at myself in the lake, aud ate huckleber¬ ries off tbe bushes to my heart's con¬ tent. Sometimes I invoked Sanoho Panza's blessiug ou tlie man that in¬ vented sleep, and drowsed away tbe golden afternoons, wantonly luxurious, rioting in the blissful consciousness that whatever fetters might be waiting for me on the first of September, school was now, for me, as if it had uever been. Living at this hotel made a hole iu ray scanty earnings, but I hope every boar¬ der got her money's worth as fully as I did. X would have looked the very multiplication table in tlie face, and cut it dead; if my life had depended ou it, I would not have remembered the boun¬ daries of the Great Desert or the date of the Reformation. I shed iny school- skin completely, aud drew in, with every breath,
"The blessing in tho air." I had afavoritese.it, overhanging the edge of the lake; it was uo cold stoue or mossy hillock (thereis no picturesque- ness to me in taking cold), but a sensi¬ ble old wooden bencli ou a little plat¬ form behind the lilauk wall of the howling-alley. Under iny feet lay tlie water, ten feet deep and clearasa Japan crystal. Here I read the lightest of light literature, and let vagabond hopes and fancies have it all tlieir own way f with me. Sometimes I lished with a pin hook, but I never caughtanything. One night I c.ime iu late, and met Sue and Fred and Fred's double coining from the tea-table. Thegeutlemeu had como in the little steamer, which twice a week vexed the placid soul of the lake, while I was away, and Sue was happy.
" Frauk, this is Milly," .said Sue, ra¬ diant.
" I am very glad to see this Milly," he said, looking at me hard in the twi¬ light with undisguised curiosity. " How do you do, Mr. Dallas'?" He was just Fred over again till he spoke; then there came a gleam iu his eyes, a roguish wrinkle about the lips, of which Fred's face was wholly inno¬ cent.
"Nevermind your tea, Milly; come with us to the lake," entreated Sue.
" But I do mind my tea, and 1 know the lake by heart. Perhaps I'll come by aud by."
I ate my bread in fastidious little crumbs; I looked up between my sips of tea as the hens do; t played with my knife and fork as if my leiise of comfort were to *cpire wheu I left the dining- room ; butthe impatient head waiter fixed me at hi'^t with his glittering eye, and I retreated before it. I spent a long time turning over the contents of my truuk for a shawl that lay on the bed, and pulled my boots ou and oir several times to lind an imaginary pebble tliat hurt my foot. At last, when the stars had been long admiring themselves in the lake, I went in searcli of my party. 1 was determined tliat this man siiould not And me too eager to kuow him. I ran down the long jiath to tlie lake shore, but it was wholly silent aud de¬ serted. Then I came back and wan¬ dered, about the piazjMs. The parlors were brightly lighted, the barber was fiddling away with all liis miglit, while a dozen couples whirled about the room; among them I recognized Frauk, danc¬ ing with the plainest girl in tlie room. The walls were lined, for the most part, with, care-worn women—poorly- paid schoolmistresses like myself; hard¬ working maiden aunts, not paid at all; oppressed mothers of large families, who find (accordiug to Dr. Todd) ample reward iu their work. All these bad come to 'Boro to draw a few easy breaths before putting tlieir shoulders to.tbe wheel for the winter.
I.watched Frank lead his partner to a seat and aak an introduction to anoth¬ er'WAl'-Ao^^'er, whom, after alittlecou- versation, he led out to dance. -'T.wo flgures sat in the dark near mel ' I heard one say to the other, " It is just like her, to keep away from us because •Frank has come. ^.She will never look af him'if I lefhersee that I waut them to take to each other, but I'll be very circumspect."   ''Oh, there you are!"
I thought My sister Sue was always a very ostrich for hiding her head and thinking no oue could see the rest of her.
I went into the parlor and fitted mvr self Into the line of wall-flowera. 1 rank had seen me but an instant in thedu^k, and I do not look iu the least like Sue, She is pretty all over the face, from the faintest approach to a double chin to the "widow'speak", in her hair; my face is full of negatives—not a pretty feature in it—but the people do call me plain, because I never look twice alike. Sue frizzes her hair; Iwear mine plain, ill the face of the fashion, because liair pins give me bad dreams, and I escliew heated slate-pencils, living in hope of the Madonna fashion by and by, when Ishail have my innings iu smooth, un¬ injured hair.
I have not magnetism enough about me to move Planchette, but 1 can al¬ ways draw wandering eyes to mine iu a crowd. I looked hard iit Frank, and had barely time to be very intent on tlie barber before he saw me. He betrayed not a grain of surprise, but came round slowly to my neighborhood, and said quietly,
" You had no need to look for staid married people and a wise old bachelor on the lake shore when tlie dew was falling. Only your lovers can afford that risk."   So he had watched lue!
"You like dancing, Mr. Dallas?" I said.
"Why do you think so?" lie returned, quickly.
"You have danced every set for some time."
'* I have not danced since you came in;" and a mischievous smile dawued on his mouth.
I had betrayedray watchinghim,and we wero quits.
" I have been wandering np and down the piazza, seeking whom I miglit de¬ vour, and I saw the ' revelry by night' through the windows. But, as I said before, you like dancing'."'
"Not particularly."
"Why do it so persistentb', then?"
" Because there are so few gentlemen here, and all the ladies like it."
"Don't be too sweepingiu your judg¬ ment.   JTdon't like it."
"Fardon mo if I doubt you; your feet must needs tap tlio lloor now that the barber does but give tlie pre¬ liminary scrape."
"Your choice of partners is peculiar; they are the plainest girls in the room."
"I am an admirer of plain girls; they dance well, and seldom, as a rule, and iu gratitude they make themselves very agreeable partners. The "girl of tiie period'—see that one witli a headlikea hearth-brush !—is iusuHerable to me."
"I have no patience witli tliat non¬ sense about 'the girl oflhe period.'— That sort of a creature has existed, aud will exist as loug as girls are created, as surely as froth on water, but she will never be a type of the girls In geueral. The hue aud cry raised about it now is ouly the opposition war-whoop against woman's riglits."
He faced around upou me suddenly.
" Are you committed to the woman's rights' side of the question? Would you vote if you could ? Tell mequicK- ly, tliat I may pack my valise to-uiglit."
" I have half a mind to tell you a lib, that you may take that trouble. Ko; I would uot vote if I ctiuid, but I do contend that oue of woinen'.^ rights is to beletalonetotliinkherown thoughts and wear v.'hat clothes she pleases, without being stretched ou a gridiron worse than St. Lawrence's by all the critics of tlie day."
"You are speaking ton loud—Mrs. Grundy is looking at you." This was true, but not the more agreeable tliat he should percieve it ilrst. "Will you dance this set with me?" he asked, carelessly.
"I think not; there are one or two more of your favorite plain girls wait¬ ing your benevolence."
Are you so certain, then, that you do not belong to that order?"     That
mischievous smile came again, and he left me to lind another partner.
I took Johu Brown's arm wheu he oflered it, and we took our placesoppo- site to F'rank. John Brown wasamid- dle-aged widower, and he had a sort of crook in liis shoulders, which was a great misfortune, but he was amostde- voted son to a deaf aud cross old moth¬ er, and a man of large and varied cul¬ ture. We had become very good friends. After tlie dance we went out on the tlusky piazza and repeated a little poet¬ ry on the moon and other familiar ob¬ jects (it was not the lirsl time), till Sue sniffed siimetliiiig wrong in theair, and drove ofl" the unoUendiug Mr. Brown in the most summary mauner. She in¬ sisted, iu very matronly fashiou, on my going iu, but I always resented this sort of jiatronage on her part, aud, re¬ calling the ever-willing Mr.Brown, we sauntered down to tlie lake. I do not know wliether I was most vexed or amused when we fouud Frank and his last partner there before us, and talking about the stars. I could not resist say¬ ing in a very audible tone, as we passed them, tbat I had ceased to look for wise old bachelors where the dew was fall¬ ing.
When we took our bed-room candles off the table iu the hall, Frank said : " You made a poor excliange. I dance better than Mr. lirown."
"Butyou don't talk so well," I re¬ torted.
The flrst thing in the morning I open¬ ed my door carefully and reached out for the great bunch of pond-lillie.'S for which theexperienceof every morning for a week had led me to look. I wor¬ shipped them all the time I was dress¬ ing, and before I went to my breakfast I fastened one at my throat, and, tying togeiher the two tliathad longest stems, I made a cord and tassels to confine my white wrapper around the waist. The flrst morning that these lillies had glori¬ fied my room I had noideaof tlie giver, but the pleased and conscious look that air. Brown gave to the first t wore aboul me betrayed the secret. Once 1 found a beautiful wild-flower laid in a book which I had left open on the piazza, aud twice he had brought me little pyr¬ amids of tuigs purple with huckleber¬ ries. This was prosaic, but uone the less agreeable. Tliere is but one author Willi whom I can join hands in my ad¬ miration of thi.T homely berry. Hear Thoreau on this suhject and be convert¬ ed: " It is a vulgar error to suppose that you have tasted huckleberries who nev¬ er i>lucked them. A huckleberry never reaches Boston ; they have never been known there since they grew ou her three hills. The ambrosial and essen¬ tial part- of the fruit ia lost with the bloom which is rubbed off in the mar¬ ket cart, and they become mere prov¬ ender. As longas Eternal ju.slice reigns, not one innocent huckleberry cau be transported Lhitiier from the country's hills."
Mr. Brown aud I shared a double almond one day at dinner; he let me win the "philopoona," and for a pres¬ ent he gave nie a pair of rubber boots iu which to take loug walks with him abont tlie lake shore.
Mr. Brown's attentions reminded me the least in the world, of themannerof Mr. Barkis' wooing, when lie brought Pegotty those little presents, varying from a pair of jet ear-rings to a leg of pickled pork. Sue thought I wasted my substance in buying my lillies of small boys that hung about the house witli bunches to sell, and I iieveruudeceived her.
Mr. Brown's motlier was a slirewd old lady,and missed nothing tliat was going on, io spite of her deafness. She looked askance at me sometimes—at least I fancied so. She told me that her son had married, very young, a most lovely woman, who indeed lived hut a few months, but he had loved her so well that he could uever think of marrying agaiu. It was only the night before that Mr. Brown had told mo lu llie moonliglit that I resembled very much one who hail been very dear to him : aud that is tiie way widowers always begin a second wooing. (I know, for I have had experience.) They tell you how ranch you remind them of that dear first wife, aud you learn perhaps, on inquiry, that the lady was dark as the Moor and had a squint, while yon rejoice in golden locks and cloudless blue eyes. 1 have noticed that meu seem to bury part of their wits with their wives, but they somehow come back again (the Wits, not the wives) on second marriage; and they make the best hus¬ bands in the world. I kiiow a mau living wilh his fourth wife, and 7ic is perfect.
Frank saw my lilies as soon as I en¬ tered the breakfiist robm, aud seemed more intensely amused than those in¬ nocent flowers warranted.
"Did you ever know any one so ex¬ travagant ?" said Sue. " She pays two cents apiece for those lilies, and hiis her room full of them." '
".Does she, Indeed? I did not know flo maiiyhoneat pennies could be turned By biily getting up early and going if ter
lilies In <thls out-of-the-way place. I knew no better than to actually give away, the glorious bundh that I got tbis morniOB in Mr.'Bfown'a company. He wasmorefortunate than I In getting those with the delicate pink fringe, which adds the last tauch to their beauty. I see all of yours have it," he said, carelessly turning up one of my lily-tassels to thellght. " Iwlllcutout that ^y'whom yon tride with, and sell yoii mine for a cent apiece."
Mr. Brown sat opposite to us at the table and heard this long speech. I saw a telltale flush mount in his elderly face, and was vexed to feel my own color answer it.
" I am uot very poetical," said Frank, " but I have read or dreamed that Eve blushed when she first looked into a lily, and all tho descendants of that one have the lovely pink tint that Mr. Brown prefers. I suppose the lotus flower, that made a mau forget his country aud Iiia mother, must have been some sort of a lily—don't you, Mr. Brown ?"
" I have never speculated about tbe matter at all, Mr. Dallas," he returned drily.
"Indeed! Now everything connected with lilies has always been interesting to me. Hike the names that have grown out ot them—Lilian and Lilias and sweet Lily Dale; and that is a very fine line of Shakespeare's in the " Sonnets':
•LUles that fester smell far worse than weeds.'"
Mr. Brown hastily finished his break¬ fast and left the room: Fred was mysti fled, Sue not at all easy in her mind, and I was heartily vexed with Frank, who now made a hearty breakfastin silence.
I had it in my heart to be very ami¬ able to Mr. Browu; so I sought him out on the piazza, wherehe was readiughis favorite Horace, and sat down with my tatting wilhin speaking distance. He did uot read long, but spent most of the day talking with me, unworthy ! Fred and Frank went fishing on the lake, aud came home late, too tired and too cross to be endured. Manly amusements always have that eflect. A woman will go through everything in pursuit of pleasure and remain amiable, but a man's gooil-uature is uot proof against a holiday.
. Next morning my door was bare of lilies, and I had been so sure of a fresh supply that I had carried all of the day before to an invalid in t'.ie house. I went down late to breakfast, but Sue aud Frank were still dallying with their coflee. Frank gave me a careless look, and llien a sharp one, as if he detected my morning vexation.
" How do you kill time here, Mias Milly?"
" I don't have lo kill it: it dies a natural death."
¦ " Well, then, show me how to perform the last olHces. I never liad a holiday before, and a fort-night wilh literally nothing to do looks formidable."
" 1 have been here three weeks, and the burden grows lighter every day. I grow more aud more expert in practic¬ ing how uot lo do it. I have a fellow feeling with the man whom Winestadt travelled wilh in the Boyemite Valley, and pronouuced ' constitutionally tired.' "
Sue began to look anxious. " Why will you talk such nonsense, Milly?" she said. "Don't believe her, Frank. No one works harder than she."
" Eeinember the proverb. Sue: 'Who excuses, accuses.' I work hard and fast, so as to be indolent sooner. Your lovers of work spin it out, and are sorry when it is done. When I finish a piece of work, whether teaching or sewing, I look upon it as one «more enemy laid low."
" I know what you do here. Miss Milly: you talk, and I will be your lis¬ tener-in-chief; that is, if the place be still open;" and he glanced at .Mr. Brown's empty chair. " I must go and smoke now. I will come back by aud by and sit at your feet."
"How do you like Frank?" asked Sue, puckering her forehead into a net¬ work of wrinkles in her desire to appear unconcerned.
"He is ouly another specimen of a very disagreeable variety."
"Whatis that?"
" The bashaw with three tails."
"Now, Milly, talk sense. I likehim so much! What have you against him ?"
" Well, if yon will have it, he is too masterful, too indifferent, and always setting traps lo make one asliamed."
" I am sure he admires you."
"Why?"
•' Because lie said a girl like you ought to be ashamed of fiirtiugwith Mr. Brown who is in earnest about everything."
"He need uot be so certain that it is ouly flirtation. I think Mr. Brown is one of tiie salt of the earth."
" Milly, if you marry Mr. Brown, it will break my lieart," said Sue, solemn¬ ly. I had broken Sue's heart so many times, according to her own account, that I had become hardened in  the
process.
Soon after breakfast I took a book and went to my beloved retreat behind the bowling-alley. Have I said that this bench was out of sight till you turned a square corner and were right upon it? So it was, and this morning I found Franlv Dallas in full possession, as if he had haunted it all his life. Ho lay on the bench, leaning head on elbow and smoking a sliort meerschaum pipe. I have no objection to a good cigar ;I am morally certain that I should smoke, if I were a man, in spite of Mr. Barton's staggering facts; and I cau endure a long, graceful pipe, with more or less carving about it: it has an Oriental air. But a sliort plain pipe!—it savors too much of Pat's littledudheen. I feltsure my "coming m.in" would not smoke a sliort pipe.
" I have been looking for you here," he said, laying down the obnoxious thing to smoulder out by itself. Was I blameworthy, or my dressmaker, that the hem of my dress swept it into ten feet of water?"
" I have never carved my name on tlie bench or on the wall, as so many others have. Why did you expect me?" "One of your friends paddled his boat into tills neighborhood, and could not conceal his disgust when he recognised me. I hope I did uot interrupt an ap¬ pointed meeting." I turned to leave him. "Don't go because you flnd me here; I promise to depart the moment I see that boat coming here again." "Did Mr. Brown have any lilici?" "Haveyou but oue frieud, that you at once think of Mr. Browu when "the word is mentioned? No, there were no lilies; perhaps he has gone for them now. 1 see you heeded Sue's lecture.ou extravagance, and bought none tills morning." I could not help answering his amused smile with another, and he went on : " What a transparent little woman is our sister Sue! Slie urged me to come up here and see the scenery, it was so lovely about 'Boro, and now that I have seen it I confess to a certain dis¬ satisfaction. Itshows a pleasan ter side 10 some men than to me. It is cliange- able and moody. It leads jieople astray who would put faith in its pleasant looks."
I knew he was talking of Sue's sister, aud he seemed very much in earnest.
" 'Boro is a very pretty place in my eyes; I am sorry you don't like it," I said, with the most innocent face Ih.ad about me.
" What are you talking about so sob¬ erly?" said Sue, coming round the cor¬ ner Buddeuly.
"The unexpected lights and shades in the char.icter of 'Boro scenery," said Frank
at last, on the
"Well, Fred has got a carriage and tliere is room for botli of you back seat."
For two or three hours we rode up hill and down dale over the lonely country side. We skated carefully over the sur¬ face of things iu all our talk, for Sue was counting her beads of hope over us ali tlie time, and constantly interposing to smooth rougli edges.
Once Frank said, " Would anything tempt you to live all the year round in one of these lonely farm houses?"
" Yes, certain ly—a pleas:int liorae.!'
" But what perfection a mall aud wo¬ man must have reached to be all-sufii- cient to each other here!"
'' I never thought the place where one lived mattered much to contentment. I think I would rather go on whaling voyages into the Arctic seas with tbe man that suited me thau to live in the garden ol Eden with the wrong Adam." , Frank smiled inscrutably, aud re¬ lapsed into reverie.
The fortnight which was to end our stay in 'Boro wore away only too" fast, but my solitary rambles, in which I had always accidentally met Mr. Brown, became a thing of the past. My rubber boots held a sinecure place behind my trunk. There are plenty of people at •Boro, especially women, and I fouud that the safest refuge in the world is iti a crowd; I suddenly turned sisterly; I aud bestowed my afiectlonate company
on Saeall'thBmorolng! I played cro¬ quet every afternoon with a half dozen youngladies whoiwore lovely dresses; with nobody'to admire.thera, prome¬ naded .endlessly'a»m-ln-arra, and be¬ haved altogether ad if they weire prac¬ ticing for. the tiiiae when the whole population, of New England shall be surplus women, .iS'tan^ Dallas and. Mr. Brown dld.duty mantUUy a* escort, but the odds were overwhelming;; .1 knew that biith'Were weighing me in the bal¬ ances! and I suspected that F,rank fouud ine grievously wanting.
All this time Sue was devoured with anxiety. Two little wrinkles made theirappearance between her eyebrows, solely, I believe, on our account. Frank and I were so polite and distant to each other that she began to prefer that we should quarrel. She hedged me about carefully, aud cast an evil eye on any woman who happened to engross Uis attention for an hour. Sue was not a born matchmaker; she put too much heart iuto the matter. Her perturba¬ tion over our contrary behavior was only to be compared to that of the hen that " hatched ducks."
The last day of our stay came at last, as everything does if you wait long enough. Sue arranged that we should have one more drive together, but when I went down, ready dressed, to take the back seat, as usual, with Frank, the double carriage had been metamor¬ phosed into two buggies. Fred said, in' his matter-of-fact way, that the other carriage was in use for the day, aud I should have believed him but for Sue's mad haste to start before I could say anything to her.
Frank looked wholly unconscious or careless of Sue's arts to bring us to¬ getlier, and the blush I rode away with looked as ifl were new to the Ameri¬ can fashion of letting young people go about logelher at their own sweet will; but Frauk was uot as other meh. I had played the role of coolness and indiifer- ence myself; it put me out to flnd one who had played it better. I was never before at a loss for words, or knew what it was to stammer in my talk; but with him I said things; stopped to see how he would take them, and then contra¬ dicted myself. I vowed lo myself over and over that I did not even like him, but I had a growing respect and de¬ pendence ou the substratum of common sense and fidelity to truth in his char¬ acter, which is as a rock to a woman's feet. I flouted his censure on my flirta¬ tion with Mr. Brown, but I heeded it. " Milly, we are going to Bound Hill," shouted Sue as she looked back at us under the curtain of the buggy. I sus¬ pect that she used, that peephole often during our ride.
"What does Milly stand for?—Ame¬ lia or Miired?" asked Frank.
" Neither. I have heard that I was christened Melicent, but it matters lit¬ tle, as I am never called by it."
" Melicent! Melicent!—uot a common name, but very pretty. Youshallalways hear it from me. It comes from a word meaning honey, I believe. You should have a sweet disposition, to match your name."
"Not at all. Names are deceitful above all things. Did you ever know a Blanche that was not swarthy as Oth¬ ello, or a Grace that did not limp in body or mind, or a Frank that did not keep everything to himself, and set traps for other people's thoughts?"
" Is that tho grudge you cherish against rae?"
"I do not acknowledge any grudge: I mean, I have none."
" I prefer your flrst phrase as tho most true, if not the moat polite."
" My plirases will always bear prun¬ ing," I said, determined to keep my liead above water by having the last word.
" Yes, they are often as rash as if all your world were either warm friends or confirmed enemies. You must be often brought to bar for them."
" On the contrary, you are the first who ever took me to task for careless talk. Did Sue give you scaled instruc¬ tions to search out my faults and cen¬ sure them?"
"One does not need to search for them ; I believe they all lie on the sur¬ face."
" You have not answered my ques¬ tion."
"No. Sue thinks you have no faults. To me she always waxes eloquent on your virtues."
"Sue is unbearable since she is mar¬ ried : she is so distressed lest I should die au old maid. I believe she will yet palm me oflT upon some deluded mau as the most amiable of women."
" I don't think you would make a very happv old maid."
" We will agree to differon that point. I think I was originally cut out for that fate. I can teach school and have the joy of independence till my ideas become too old-fashioned, and then Sue wiil take me in and gradually kill me with kindness."
" If she is your only refuge, she may die before you do."
" I have thought of that too since Sue has kept the matter ' before the meet¬ ing' so long. I pass, every day on my way to school, a certain 'HomeforOld Ladies,' and see them sitting at their windows, white-capped and cheerlul, with knitting iu their hands. I could wear the robe of that charity as readily aa did Col. Newcome that of the Grey Friars. I have already laid up in the bank money enough to buy me a silver ear-trumpet and gold-bowed spectacles, which would flli all the old ladies with envy and despair. At first the' Home' was only for widows, but somo wise woman who had gone through the worid alone and saw that marriage was going out of fashion, left the where¬ withal to build a wing for spinsters. I shall fight for a window that looks out on the water."
I had been talking against time, it was true, but it provoked me, when I glanced at Frank, to see him sunk iuto a brown study, apparently unconscious of my existence."
" Mr. Dallas, you have paid uo atten¬ tiou to me."
" Have I not? Then Sue will have a greatdisappointment. Ihavedonelittle but pay attention lo you since I came to 'Boro. I confess that I don't listen always to your talk.
I shut up my lips tight, determined to w.aste no more words oii this man, wlio gave me more vexation of spirit than I had ever before experienced from all mankind.
Wc saw Fred stop at a farm house on the top of the hill, and a woman brought out aome cider. As they drove 'on, we came up and stopped too. My temper¬ ance principles are not proof against cider; biit such cider!—il was sharper than a two-edged sword. The iiillexi- faee of Talieyiaiid would have yielded to it. Frauk handed back the full cup, and the woinan looked at it with some contempt.
"'Xjiectyour wife is oneof the dain¬ ty kind, ain'tshe?"sliesaid, half aside, to Frank.
"She is rather hard lo please," here- plied in the same tone. "'Xpectyonbeoti your weddin'tour?" Franlv nodded and drove oh. We rode quietly for many minutes. Suddenly we heard a halloo, aud saw a long,  lank boy running after us with my tissue veil in his hand.
" Guess your wife's veil blew away. Here 'tis."
"Thank you. My wife is much obliged."
Another long pause and Frank spoke again.
"Melicent, anything in the mouth of two witnesses must be true. It is an¬ other instance of tbat wicked French proverb, ' Que femme vent, Dieu vent,' (it don't sound so wicked in French). The instinct of these people for the fit¬ ness of things convinced themthatyou were my wife. It sems to me useless to resist our fate."
Was lie tiifliug with me? I glanced at him and met that provoking smile. " Sue is determined to make a match for us," he went on. " It would be a great pity to disappoint tlie dear little woman; don't you think so?"-
He laid hia hand lightly upon mine. I clasped both my hands tiglit and fast-
gently Removed' all traces of 'ezcitei- ment.    I dressed .qoIoklyVand'weat
1 my „	
ened my eyes to a distant steeple.
"I think, Mr. Dallas," I said, in a voice hard wilh all tho feeling tbat I suppressed, " that we shall be verj' late for dinner if you do not drive faster."
Frank started as if he had heeu allot, and I looked at that steeple to keep my eyes dry till he liftedmeoutof the buggy. I would not think of it till I waa safe in my own.room, and then I lifted up an inward voice and cried bitterly.
" Miserable, hateful man!" I thought, "lam not crying because I love you. I don't love yon—I will never love you.; I am not a slave, to pick up gratefully' the handlterchief that the lazy sultan drops for rae. I will meet no man half-way—liiast of all this Frank Dal¬ las,'who has done uothjne but vex me slndeXtne^^^hliii."        °   ' ¦
After'this' bh'rst'I felt better, and dili-
dowh .to dinner, tha^Pi^ni might noli think I was Indulginginafltof repent¬ ance. Afterward, I challenged -iMr. Brown and two young ladles, to »¦ fare¬ well game of whist; ond •o-Whlled away the "long laflarnoon, resolutely thinklhgof nialawbnj^mWPg--' Then I Jolqed SiinHu^ank oh'^tbe piazza, for'I was determined not to avoid him. "Milly dear, you have your old school-teaching look to-night. I have not seen it before since we came here. Does your head ache?"
" Not that I know of. Sue. I be¬ lieve I have Mrs. Gradgrind's feeling in her last moments—that there is a pain in the room somewhere, but I am not sure whether I have it."
" I am not quite sure who has it," said Frank. I looked up suddenly, but he was leaning over the piazza- railing, with his face out of sight.
It seemed to me tbat this last day would never wear itaelf out. In the evening I thought all at once ot my seat behind the bowling-alley, which I had wholly deserted since Frank took possession of it.
I ran quickly down to it, and bathed my troubled spirit iu the " sweet influ¬ ences oflhe Pleiades" and in the pleas¬ ant company of trees tiiat sighed and beat these boughs for sympathy. The place would have been too lonely but for a party who were making " night hideous" in the bowling-alley. I heard no other sound, till some one suddenly came rouud the corner, aud I recognized Mr. Brown. He had seemed to seek me for several days, and I had tacitly avoid¬ ed him. Now it flashed upon me, with a pang of compunction for my treatment of him, that ho meant to offer me tbe place of that " lovely woman" loug de¬ ceased.
Misfortunes aro prone to come in bat¬ talions now, as they did in Queen Elizabeth's time. It seemed to be my fate to reap in one day all that I had sown since coming to 'Boro.
" Let me stay here a moment, Miss Deane," hesaid hurriedly. "I have not seen you alone for a fortnight. I saw you come thia wa.y and followed you." "Mr. Brown, I beg that you will leave me now. If you are about to say anything—of such a nature that—" I stopped there, thinking if I were mis¬ taken, after all, in his intention, how ridiculous • I should make myself to auswer a question before it was asked. I could never keep it a secret: a bird of the air would whisper it.
"I am about to sa.v to you," Mr. Brown went on, " that I have found so great happiness in your society that I long to make it mine through life. I am much older than you are: I feel myself wholly unworthy lo receive a life so fresh aud gifted as youra, but if you will yield it into my care, I will at least show that I appreciate the sacrifice."
Every word of tills speech, which Mr. Brown delivered with unmistakable agitation, waa music iu my ears. Itwas balm to the wound made by Frank's careless indifference of tlie morning.
For the flrst time in my life I could not say a word.
" I do not ask you to decide now.— Sleep upon it one night, and let me know in tlie morning. If you will wear one of those roses that grow by tho piazza when you come dowu in the morning, I sliall take it as a sign that you give yourself to me."
He left me then, without waiting for au answer.
I lay awake a long time that night, and debated the pros and cons of ilr. Brown's proposal. When I fell asleep, exhausted, the proa -wouhl have posses¬ sion of the fleld, but when I woke again the cons were as stroug as ever. It grew rapidly worse as breakfast-time ap¬ proached. I know Mr. Browu to be oue of tiie best of meu, and I was mercenary enough to give full weight to liis having plenty of money in ills own right, and the reversion of plenty more from his mother. It is only those who never know the goads and slings of poverty wiio cau afford to be wholI.v disinter¬ ested in a trial like mine. He thought me altogether lovely, which was all the more agreeable for not being true. I did not actually love him, but that wouid come in good time if I i lurried him. I lold myself, sternly, that I cared for nobody else, and nobnldy else cared for me. At Oils point I fastened the flower in my brooch aud hurried out of tlie room. A loug mirror iiung at the head of the stairs ; I saw myself in itand turned back lo my room. Tlien I fought another battle with myself, in whieli the memory of Mr. Brown's deli¬ cate homage again won the day. I went resolutely dowu stairs and look my seat at the table. I dared not look at Mr. Brown, but I knew perfectly when he left the room soon after.
" I have at least made one per.oon happy," I thouglit, and caught myself wishing immediately after that tliis breakfast might la.st forever. Going into the hail again, I met Frank; he held out to me my broocli, witli that unlucky flower still hanging lo it.
" It was found at tlie foot of the stairs aud carried to the desk in tlie ofllce. I thought I recognized it as yours, and claimed it for you."
I had made a sacrifice, and my desti¬ ny had refused to accept it. Wlio was I, that I should be at odds wilh Fate and seek out Mr. Browu after such a manifest leading?
I was unreasonably happy for a mo¬ ment, and thanlied Frank so warmly, that he must have thought my jewelry very dear to me.
I sjient an hour or lwo in packing, and after locking ray trunk and leaving my hat and gloves on the table, I went to help Sue, whose possessions alwa.ys, got the upper hand of her in sucli cir- ses. At tlie last moment I rushed back for my hat; on the table beside if. stood a graceful ' Bliaker' basket filled with pond-lilies. A card lay among them, with these four words in Mr. Brown's haudwriting: ManOms date lilia plenis. See what it is to be a aciioolmistress ! I recognized at a glance tliat exquisite lament over the young Marcellusiu tbe sixth book of tlie JEncid. I hail used it too often to strike a spark of enthusi¬ asm out of the Istolid minds of school¬ girls, to forget it. Itwas Mr. Brown's farewell, and I never saw him after¬ ward. I found myself cry ing all at once without any reason.
I carried the basket carefully on board the little steamboat whicli was to take us across the lake, but I could uot hide long from Sue.
" Oh, Milly, how lovely! Where did it Come from?"
" Mr. Brown gave it to me," I .said boldy.. " jriily, you are not—" "No, interrupted Frank. Milly is not to be questioned or scolded. Let; mc take the basket; I will not drown it, as you did my pipe, tbe only solace of my bachelorhood."
I gave it to him, and he carried it for rae to my journey's end. He was strangelyquiotandsulidued, and almost tenderly mindful of tny comfort. A flickering doubt arose in my mind as to my flrst belief in hia careless feeling to- wardme. If liedid really love me, how had I thrown away my oue opportunity to be happy like Sue!
I took up my school-duties agaiu, not very happy, not very unhappy—rather between; but as days aud weeks made inontha, the old routine, once so easily borne, oppressed me almost beyond en¬ durance. I went often to see Sue, but she was feeble in health and spirits .at thia time, and there was uo comfort to be had from her. She never mentioned Frank's name in these daya, aud I would not ask about him. I gave loug looks at the " Old Ladies' Home" as I passed it, and longed to anticipate thnt age when no more arduous labor should be required of me than the kuittiug of 8tockin.gs.
My llioughts turned sere and yellow with the leaves. As the holidays ap¬ proached, .and the streets begiUi to fill with eager faces of old and young aa they went about grasping their purses aud looking for presents foreaali other, I took no pleasure in them. There seemed nothing so pretty in the shop- windows that I should desire it. Never were the holidays like tliese.
On Christmas Eve I went to see Sue. Fred was to be out late, nnd she beggeil me to stay with her till he should come home. When he came, Frank came with him. Sue had said nothing of expecting the latter, and his unexpected arrival gave rae such unalloyed delight that he could not help perceiving it. Fred had a headache, aud Frank insist¬ ed on going home with rae in his stead. I felt light-hearted as acliild going toa Christmas tree.
" You are looking rather worn, Meli¬ cent," he said, "I suppose you wiil uot teach much longer."
" Indeed, I expect to teach all my life, unless it is unmercifully long."
Any one passing a certain cornet of the' Common (I shall not say which corner) just then, might have seen
Frank, stop .suddenly andi take me by. bothhands.. , ;, , ,, ;- , "Can ithe possible,",he said ''that you are hotgbihg tomarry Mr.''Bir6wtt afterall?" • ¦:'¦¦¦ •.•:.';•¦ "I-am not going to matry.any one,- tp my knowledge," I apsweted drawing my cavalier from his conspicuous posi^ tion to walk on again •'¦"•'    ' "'
MelloSiit;'^! afkefd »diB'-<»ce'If'j^bu had atiy objection ito: Sue's' little plan for making a match of us? : You have never answered that question."
" I never will while you put it in that form."
"My darling, if Sue had been afflict¬ ed wilh such prickly pride as yours, we should never have met. Let us go back aud ask her bleaaing."
We went back through the snow- covered streets, and looking into one low wiudow, we saw three little stock¬ ings hanging limp and empty from the chimney-piece.
Fred's house was already dark, but we made Sue put on her dressing-gown and come down to us. Oh, how happy she was! How she danced for joy, aud she hugged me, and hugged Frank, and hugged us both together, and ran up and down stairs to tell Fred all our news, till he was forced, like the amia¬ ble Mr. Toots, to remind her of " the medical man." She sumittedat lastto our going away.
When we passed the low window again the three little stockings were bul¬ gy all the way to the toes, pressed down and running over with their treasures.
We paused a moment on my door¬ step for " more last words," and Frank said,
"It is worth while to be miserable ourselves, since we make Sue so happy. For tbe flrst time in our acquaintance I did not resent that mischievous smile.
Long years have come and gone since then, butFrank aud Istill smile at each other significantly when the children bring homo pond-lillea.—Lippincott's Magazine.
FOE THE IITTLE FOLKS.
THE MONTHS.
January brings the snow. Makes uur feet and fingers glow.
February brings the rain. Thaws the frozen lakes again.
March brings breezes loud and shrill, Blirs tho dancing dafi'udil.
April brings tile primrose sweet, Scatters daisies at-our feet.
May brings flocks of pretty lambs. Skipping by their fleecy dams.
June brings tulllps, lillies. rose-s. Fills the children's hands Willi posies.
Hot July brings cooling showers. Apricots and'glliillowerB.
August brings the sheaves of corn: Theu the harvest home is borne.
Warm September brings tho fruit. Spoilsmen then begin to shoot.
Fresli October brings the piieasaut. Then to gather nuts is pleasant.
Dull November brings Ihe blast; Then the leaves are whirling fast.
Chill December brings tho sleet; Blazing firo, and Christmas treat.
me,'!ihi8sed the imp: .'^me, whp &J^y» cheered, and warmed, and, cbihfoite* jou.BOofteii! Isthatfair?"     "'¦ ' '   "
The cobbler felt his brain on fire^hls tbi^af parched—his blood like mi'/lten leadilnifais veins,
'.'•Drink-rgive;
'"          ¦ -'i
THE BOTTLE IMP.
" Come, little Hans," said the lame cobbler, with a good-natured wink ; " run round the corner for lather, and get the boltle filled ; here's a penny for a ginger-snap; quick, now, beforo the mother gets back! he! he! he!" and he nodded and chuckled to himself, aa if it were a rare joke to send theabsent motlier's darling on a fiend's errand, whitlier the augel of lier prayers would hardly follow.
The little one hesitated, knowing in his heart that his mother would say, " Na.v, the child shall uot meddle with hell lire;" but was there ever a little one could resist a ginger-snap? Not Hans Cbriatopher, certainly; for whom the cottage sl;elf seldom held such dainties.
" There goes the cobbler's boy to old Grinder's den, witli a big black bottle," said the brisli little dressmaker over tlie wa.v, glancing out of the window.— " Now we'll not hear the rat-tat-tat of his hammer agaiu foranother fortnight. Mother, what think you will ever be¬ come of that mau ? He goes from bad to worse, that's-certain ;. and the boy will be ditto, I suppose. None of my business? Of course not; it is none of my business lliat my owu father and brother went tlie same way to destruc¬ tion ; it's none of my busiuess that ten thousand fatlier.< and brothers—" she stopped suddenly, for the old woman's sigh struck her lo the heart.
" Meantime little Hans came back, picking his way carefully over tlie rough paving stones.
" Say, little oue," and theuressmaker put her head of the window, " what have you in tliat lovely junk bottle? Is it a nice sup of his infernal majesty's favorite bitters, seasoned witli tears and curses? Your mother likes to huve your father drink tliat, don't she ?— Take care, don't spill a drop of the precious stufl". I'll tell you what, my little boy," and the tone sunk to an awful whisper; "there's an ugly little, black imp shut up iu that bottle; you let him out, and, sometime, he'll tear the very heart out of your body."'
She shut.the wiudow with a jerk; aud little Hans, on wings of terror, flew back to the dingy shop.
"O father!" he shrieked, panting for breath; "don't let him out," "don'tlet him out!"
"Wlio? What? Thechild'sbewitch¬ ed," said the cobbler, pausing iu the act of drawing the corlc.^
"The—the—O father, ahe said there was a—imp—in the bottle, and he'd tear your heart to pieces? Don't! O father, don't!" and he held up his little handa imploringly, while drops of perspiration beaded his face.
Sucli agony was distreaaing to witness, and Christopher act the bottlo. down to reason witli the child.
" What is it, Hana? Who has been putting thia nousenso into your head? Wliy, let me tell you, little man, this bottle is my comfort—ray angel; jast see, now, how he warms my stomacli, and cheers my lieart, and is, altogether, a very good friend. What could a poor man do withont it, indeed? Here's lo your health, little Hans."' And the little hoy, witli horror, saw the fatal vessel uncorked, and lifted to his fath¬
er's lips.
Slirinking back into the uttermost corner, and pressing his hands tiglitly over his heart, he gazed long and sliud- deiingly; but no uncanny imp appear¬ ing, to verif.y thedreaamakcr'aassertion, wilb a ciiild's light heartedness, liesoon dismis.''ed the horrid phantom from his imagiuation.
Not so Christopher. A new train of thought was awakened in his brain, now roused to unusual activity by the stimulating draught.
" An imp in the bottle, liah ! that is an idee, truly," quoth he to himself. " An imp is a devil; and a devil is good for naught but to frighten women aud ; let liim come on! I'm not a—feared.'" Witii that he took another draught of the liquid fire. " Go to blazes! can't a mau have a drop of somethin' warm, but they must get up a scarecrow of some sort o'nother to it? Go—lo— Good God! there he is now," shrieked the cobbler, gazing, with livid face, and eyes starting from their sockets, iuto a dusky corner of tlie room.
"Get out! get out! you nast.v, grin¬ ning, ill-mannered devil, you ! Get out, I say!" flinging his hammer at the fiend, while boots, lapstone, aud last, went flying after.
But the creature moved not. He sat enveloped inabluisli smoke; his tongue darted fortli flames, ami tlie glance of hia eyes burnt into the cobbler's very soul, who already felt those horrid claws tugging at his heart strings.
"Come!" said tlie goblin.
Great drops of sweat rolled down the cobbler's face, as he strove iu vain to move Ills palsied limbs.
"Come!" and tbe black-faced imp began to leer, and chuckle, and dance about iu horrid glee.     «
"I'm the bottle sprite, your comfort, yoar angel, your good friend, in whom you dulighl? Cheer up, and let's away; I've soiuethiug to show you." With lliat he made a dive at Christopher, who, witli superhuman effort, sprang from his bench, aud slruggeld wildly toward the door. He missed it, and after spinning round and rouud, like a top, went sprawliugtothefloor; whence the boltle sorite lifted him, by the hair of his head, and bore him off triumph¬ antly through the roof—away, away into the fields of air.
At last he found himself set plump upon the roof of a vast distillery. He knew it bythe pungent odors tliat filled his nostrils, and helped to restore his scattered senses. Squat down before him was his black "angel," encircled still in the blue atmosphere of the nether world. .
Christopher shrank away in horror, aud covered his face with both hands.
"You loathe me—you shrink from
,givemetdrink," he cried,' ih .an agony of (hirst; "devil, Or riot, 1 mi^JhaVe-drlhlt'!"-"" "¦'   ¦. '  '
' ' Tha b6ttlcr8prlt»Isnghed mooklhgly.; and; .again uttered the magio woi^d, '.'Come!"
They desceiided into the rooms below. There were huge -vats and giant hogs¬ heads of steaming liquor; there were loads upon loads of life-sustaining grain, towards which were lifted the empty, out-stretched hands of famishing thou¬ sands ; there were ponderous machines, and hundreds of men, toiling to con¬ vert the nutritious gift of the Creator into soul poison and body poison. And there, among all, aud over all, and flit ting hither and thither, like bats, squat¬ ting like toads, or oreepinglike reptiles, were myriads of uncanny imps—hate, envy, strife, anger, discord, cruelty—all baleful passions—all fearful and dis¬ gusting forms ot devilishness. They swarmed around the vats, casks, and demijohns; they plunged and frolicked in the burning liquid ; they clung toil, and followed it through all its changes, and whatever its destination.
"All! comrades, howareyou?" cried Christopher's "angel," with a wicked grin. " You're at it, I see. You'll never perish here for lack of sustenance. It's whisky that does it, my hearties! wherever (/ia< goe3,yowgo; and wherev¬ er jfou go, tears, and curses, aud broken hearts follow. O you make a jolly world of it! Suoceaa to you! Do you see tbat cask of good, old rye?" said the philosophic imp, turning to Chris¬ topher, who, by this time, had nearly forgotten his thirst in amazement. "I'll lell you what we are going to do with that. There's murder in that, and sui¬ cide. The man that drinks it will kill his own brother, and then go and hang himself. And, see here! thia lovely bottle of bourbon is for medicine. Some poor, sick body'11 take it for tiedoulou- reux,-or the like. What then? Why, there's a sleeping serpent iu it, called Appetite, that will eat iuto that soul like a canker. Ah! good cobbler, if these liquors were only named accord¬ ing to their real uses, what an array we should have!  but—come!"
Away they aped, over prairies laugh¬ ing in the sunshine; over waters dim¬ pling in the breeze; over cities reeking with vile vapors, and bustling with ail tile aotivitiies of life. They reached the laud of the vintage—a land of peace and beauty. A smiling sky looked down upon a shining landscape; the song of the vinlers floated far ou the still, summer air; grapes hung in pur¬ ple clusters-from the vino, or stained the wine press with their juices; rosy youths and maidens wrought amid tiie vineyards. "Here it begins," said the bottle imp ; " more than half the waut and woe over yonder. You wouldn't think it, would you, so calm a scene? Toil away, fairyouthsandsimplemaid¬ ens! iirepare tlieaedueing cup; sweet, and bright, aud sparkling; so much the belter—the less can men resist. O lo see it flre the brain and atir the heart to madness! O to see it drive reason from her throne, drown the voice of conscience, and stifle the sense of pity and of aflection! to see it steal the bread from the poor man's shelf—his food, and flre, and raimeut—his honor, hope, liappiness; aud last of all, his soul.'ha'. ha! toil ou, sweet people, dear people, the evil one loves your work!" Tlia grimaces aud contortions of the little chuckling fiend were horrible to witness, and the poor cobbler would fain have hidden away liehind some friendly trellis; but no, the spell was ou him, and he must away!
" That is as it was in the very, very olden time," continued tlie fiend, as Ihey paused upon a city spire for Chris¬ topher to take breath. " We bottle imps were asleep iu those days. Men drank the pure juice of the grape, and though we managed to creep in, very much to their undoing, itwas nothiug compared with these times—he! he! Now here's somelliing preoioiia to show you.— Come!"
Tliey descended, by what witchcraft the cobbler never knew, to dark, under¬ ground regions—vast vaults, where were ranged, on every side, in vessels of va¬ rious sorts, wliat purported to be pure wines and liquors of every description, cobwubbeit aud mildewed with age.
"Now this be.ats the other place nil to nothing, as you shall see," quoth the imp.
Presently, a little weazen-faced old man appeared, bearing in his hand a lighted taper, which moved like a bale¬ ful star amid the darkness.
He went from cask to cask—from bot¬ tle to bottle; and ever as he opened and closed eacli nne, in went a horrid, little image, compared witli which the bot¬ tle fiends were bejiutiful.
Christopher's black ".augel" w.as nearly beside himself with mirth. " Pop ! there goes another," said he; "that's arsenic ; and there's opium, and C02>peras, and ivhite lead, and vitriol, and HK.T vomica, and coculus indicus, and a host of others. There's gripes for you, and scorching fevei-s, and wild delirum—Iia! ha! ha! what a jolly time they will have with all those poisonous devils.   Come, let's see to it!"
But ah! wh.at tongue can tell tlie heart-rending pictures poor Christopher wus doomed to witness. He shrank in horror from each new scene, bnt, like oue in a fearful nightmare, he was dumb and iioweriess.
Gifted witii a strange clairvouance, he sa%v tlie secret canker gnawing at the heart-string of him who was given o%'er to appetite. He saw the young wife turn, in torturing misery, from her hus¬ band's bloated visage ; be saw the prom¬ ising youth, yet encircled by his moth¬ er's pra.vers—lured by the sparkling wine cup—break over all restrainU. while the roses of joy nnd love fell blighted round hia path; and the rain¬ bow of hope, wiiich once spanned his way, was shiouded iu tempest and darkue.ss. He saw that mother's heart torn witli anguish, as ahe laid her Hrat- boru in the drunkard's grave; he saw the upturned, pitiful facesof the drunk¬ ard's children, iunocent, but accursed; he saw brother smiting brother in his frenzy; and women, once tender and beautiful, beaotled drunkards; and among all, and above ail, the bottle Imps still played their wild pranks, and chuckled, in hellish glee, over the ruin they liiid wrought.
Christopher saw .all this, and it burn¬ ed deeply into his soul. Thesparkling glass, the well-filled demijohn, no long¬ er charmed him. O for some mightv talisman, by which toexerciaeall these demons, aud sweep every vestige of th-em from the earth!
But slill his lips were dumb. Then, with a wild longing, his heart turned towards home. " Come!" said tbe imp, as if divining his thoughts, and they swiftly ueared the ilingy shop. ;
How plainly, now, he beheld, tlirough clapboard ami rafter, tbe emptiness of the spot-the unlighted hearth, the scanty wardrobe, the stinted board ; the lonely heart there, pining for affection; the well-nigh fatherless child, now clinging to liim with winning confi¬ dence, now shrinking utterly aw.ay ih pain und terror.
tbe.floor, and standing erect upon his I lame leg. «> «¦ i
.^."B?, tell, mother! what do you think?" said the lltUe dressmaker, one day.^^ Dosen't everything go nicely oyer tne way ? Little Hans Is as happy and well dressed a boy as one often sees; AAiniaddme steps around about her Wbrkfls^lfahe was fairly dancing the rati-taittai otfhe cobbler's hammer.— The LiUle Corporal.
LEftAL NOTICES.
THE SLEEP AND THE DE VTH OF
PLANTS.
When the cold weather comes some
plants die, and aome go to sleep for the
winter.
Some plants always die in the fail.— Corn dies; ao does the bean-vine. And so do many olher plants. In order to have such plants another, we keep some ot their seeds to put iuto the ground in the spring.
But some plants sleep In the winter. Look at a tiee. Its branches are all bare. It seems as if it had no life in it. But there is life in it, and it will show itself next spring. Ils life is asleep, just as I told you it is in the seed before it is put into the ground. Its sap is ali still in its pipes. The mouths iu the roots have stopped their busy work.— The buds all over the tree are asleep in their"winter-cradles." Thewind rocks them back and forth, but never wakes them up.
How much lifo there is asleep in that tree! The buds are all there which are to make all that you will aee on it the next summer. The.y are covered up snugly from the cold iu their winter coats. The littlo things are very still, but they are alive. T'hey only want a warm sun to show it. As soon in the spring as ^hey feel the warmth through their coata, they begin to swell, .as I have told yon, and soon open their coats and go to work to make leaves, and flowers, and fruits. A great work the.y do after Iheir long sleep. Look up into a tree in summer and see how those leaf-buds have filled every branch with leaves. You can hardly believe that it is the same tree that you saw so bare in the wiuter.
Some plants die down to the ground, and their roots live through the wiuter. You kuow that tliis is the way with tulips and daffodils. They come up in the spring from the roots that have been in the ground all wiuter. So, loo, do the beautiful crocuses, tliat peep up so early iu the spring that they often get covered with the snow. The roots of grass, too, live in the eartli through the winter.
The life in theae roots is asleep through the winter, just as it ia in the trees aud bushes. Tiieir little mouths do not drink up any sap. How much life there is asleep iu the winter covered up in the earth!
What do.you thinic becomes of ali the ie.aves that fall, and all the plants that die in the autumn? They aro not lost. They decay and become a part of the earth. A great deal of the ground nn¬ der your feet was once iu tlie shape of stalks, and leaves, and flowers. And now the roots auck up from it sap to be made into llie same shapes again. So you see that the dead phiiils and leaves of oue year aro used iu making the plants tlie plants ;ind leaves of the years that como after.—C7ii((i'.s Book of Na¬ ture.
ADMDflSTBATOB'S NOTICE.
Estate of Charles T. Gould, late of the
Lancaster City, deceased. X KPTERSof administration on said eslato XJ having been granted to the undersigned, all persons Indebted tliereto are requested to piake immediate settlement,and those having claims or demands against tbe snme. will prc- sent tbem wUhontdelay forsettlement to liie nnderslgned, residing fn said city.
ALEXANDER DAN.VER, JanI5 Ot 0 Ho. 132 North Queen slreet.
A»niNIS'rit,lT»R'N N»'ri€E.
Estate  of Fanny Musselman, Jate of Earl twp., deceased.
LETTERS of administration on snld estale having been grained to Ibe undersigned, nil persons Indebted thercloare requested tomake linmedialepayincni.and those havlngclalins ordemands against the same will present them forseLLIeinenlto the uridprsiuiied.residing In sal.l township. JACOB MOSSKl.MAN.
JanuU«tS Adiniuistrutor
AnjIlSI.STIlATOre'S   NOrK'K.
Estate of Elaa H. Hanselman,   late of- Manor township, dec'd.
LETTEU.Sof admlnlstralKm on said estau having been gr:inted to the undersigned,all persons Indebted tlieretoare request t-tltf> make Immediate pnyment. and tlio.se havlngclaims ordemaiidsagalnstltiesame will presenttlieni witliout delay for seitlemeut lo the uuder¬ signed, residing in said lownship.
E-MANUKl, IIl--nil. JnnlGt*7 Adrninlslriitor.
Anmixi.srnATOB'.s sotick.
Estate of Joseph Welchans, late of East
Donegal township, deceased. -r ETTEItS of admlnlslrallon on salrl eslato J J having been grante<l lo the undersigned, all persons liideblea thereto, are requ-jsted to inaice imuiedlate settlement, and thiLso having claims or demands ngalnst the sume, wiil pre¬ sent- them without delay fur settlement to Llic imderslgned, residing in said townsliip.
WILLIAM WELCHAN'S, jau22 Ct^O        Adinlnlstnitoi'.
ADMIXI»TIS,V'r«K'S SOTICE.
Estate  of John Shreiner, lateol Uaplio township, deceased.
LETTERS of admlnlstatlon on said eslale hav¬ ing been gninted Lo the undersigjied, all persons IndebLed thereloure requestedto iiiakc iminediale payment, and those havingcliiir.is or dcmnndsagalnst thesame will present Ihem wltiionLilel.ayfor selLlement to the undersign¬ ed, residing iu Mt. Jo.v IJorougii.
ELI H. i^KREINEK, jan£CC*tIl Adniiulslrator.
ADMISISTKATOR-S SOTICE.
Estate of Dr. George W. Witliers, late of West Lampeter twp., dec'il.
TETTERS of administration on said estale J having been granted to tho undersigned, all persons Indcbletl thereto are requesLed lo make immediate paytnenl. and tiiose Iiaving calms or duinands itgainsl the same will pre¬ sent Ibeiii for seLtleineut to tiiu undersigned, residing in said township.
U. 11. WITHERS. JaneCGtli West Lamputcr.
AnMIXI.STnATORS' NOTICE.
Estate of Henry Biiflenmoycr, late  of Elizabetli township, deceased.
LETTERS of admlnlslratioii on said estate having liecn granted lothe underslgued. ull persons Indebted thereto are requested tomako immediate payment, and those having claims ordemands against thesame will present I hem without delay for settlement to theunilerslgn- ed residing in said townshli>.
HAMITEI,  liUFI-EN-MOYER. Or Ills Agent, SA.MUEL il. .MILLElt, Jan ai a»l II
PROFESSIONAL,
Be. KBEAD-r, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Olllce Xo. SI East Klngstreet,socondlloor, over aklli;s' new Dry Goods store. Lancaster, Pa.
Dr. ICOSENJIII.I.EK. Jr., A'rrORNEY AT LAW. Ollico with A. Herr Smith, esq., South Queen street. U-u
W    W. I'AT'rEKSON,
U.                           ATTORNEY AT LAW, Haa removed his oOlce to No. US East King-SI. apl l.'i Iy-'(lli-2!
EXECUTOILS' NOriC'E.
Estate of Christian Brandt, late of East Donegal township, decoaseil.
LETTERSteslamenlaryonsaid eslate hav¬ ing been granted to the undersigned, all Fiersons Indebted theretoare requi-sledio luahe minedlnle   settlement,   and   those   having chilmsordemandsagalnsLLliesaiue, will pre¬ sent them without delay for seiljomeni to ihe uudersigned, resldlnt: lu said township. JO.SEPiI L. liRANUT. SAMUEL L. BRANDl', Jan2CCtIt Execuloi-.-.
EXECOTOIf.S NOTICE.
Estate of Emauu'-I C. Keigart, late of the city of Laueaster, dec'd.
rETFEllS testamei.tary on tne estateofsaul J deceased having been granted lo the un¬ dersigned, all persons indebleil thereto an: requested lo make iminediate paymeni.aud those having claims or demands against the same wiil present Lheci for suLilement lo tho undersigned.
H.E. SLAYMAKER, BENJAMIN ClIAMl'NEYK. Jr.. JnnWCtIO E.\eculor.s. i-il.
FUEB. S. P YFER, ATTORNEY AT LAW. OiBce lu Wldmyer's Row, No. 4 South Duke st, Lanca.sler, Pa.    Pensions and Bounty Claims promptly attended to. [jy 19-tf8.5'<>5
• NO. P. REA,
J -VrrORNEY AT LAW.
Offlco with O. J. Dickey, esq.. No. 21S. <iueen street, Lancaster. Pa. ii-lt
'ir ARTIN 31. RUTT,
IVi .VrT6RNEY AT LAW.
OOlce of late Hon. T. Stevens, Queen street. Lancaster. Pa.
No. 26 South dec U-tr-4
O     U. PRICE,
?>. ATIORNEY .AT LAW,
Office No. G, nortli   corner of Court Avenue, near the Court House. Lancaster. Pa.     fJei'LlI
LiLTIOX P. EHV.
O ATTORNEY AT L.\W.
Office with ^. Kllmaker, esq.. North Duke st., Lanc.ister, Pa. [sep21 '67 ly
WASHINGTON W. lIOPIilNS, ATTORNEY AT LAW, No. 2S North Dnke street, Lancaster, Pa. aug 30 tr-4ll
EXECljTOR'.S NOTICE.
Estate of Anna Good, late of Kaplio       township, deceased.
LETTERS testamentary on said estate hav¬ ing heen granted lo the undcr.sl::ned,all persons indebted tbcretoare re<iuesteil to itiaKe Immedlaleseltlelnent,and thoseliavingclainis ordemandsagainsttliesamewlll prr-seul llieni for settlement to the undersigned.
JACOB L. E.S11LKMAN. Executor, residing in Mt..Joy \w\\ Jano   _ IMS
AUniTOR-S NOTICE.
Estate of Jacob Harsh, late of Sads¬ bury twp., Lancaster couut.y, dcc'il. THE undersigned Auditor, apiiolnleil lo liis- tribute tlio balance r^'Uialuing In tli«. hands of W. M. Cooper, ariiuinlsiraior,to.-iinl among those legally entilie<l lollus saine.v-iJ! atlend for that purpose ou WKDNK^^llAV. FEBRUARY llltb. 1670. .at 2 n'ch'cU P. M.. lu the Library Room of the Conn Iloust?. lu the cily of Lancaster, wliere all pi'rsous lulertsle.l lu said dislributiou may iitu-nd.
PHILIP D. BAKER, JanJOStU Auditor.
JOHN «. ZEI.1,ER. SURVEYOR AND CONVEYANCER, ISO gives particular attention lo clerking sales otreal and persoual properly at any distance within the county.
OUlco In Springvllle, Monat Joy township Lancaster county. Address Spring Garden. Pa
REVBEN II. I.ONlT ATrORNEY AT LAW, No. 8.South Duke St., Lancaster. Special at¬ tention paid toprocuring or opposing discharg¬ es of debtors In bankruptcy, proofand present. atlon of claims, rendering professional assis¬ tance to assignees, and all-business in short connected with proceedings in voluntary or involuntary bankruptcy, whether before the Register or the United States Courts. Parties Intending to take the benedt of the law wlU nsually tmd It advantageous to have a prelim- nat-v consultation. innll»-lf-31
AUC'I'IWNEEKINO. BENJA-MIN F. ROWE respectfully Informs the public that he wlllat- tend to Crying Sales of real iind personal prop¬ erty in any part of tho couniy.
-riiose wishing his services are requested to apply to GERAllDUa CLARKSON, Esq., at the Prothonotary's Office, who will promptly at¬ tend lo the matter.
Letters addressed to me at Smlthville P.O. Lancaster countv. will be promptly attended to
FINANCIAL.
7 PER €EXT GOX.l> BOa\'I>.S
** Ah! but this is a flno place, isn't it?" said the bottle imp, delightedly; "not much elegance or benuty, or even comfort, here. Agood many tears have been shed—a good many ghosts of dead hopes and joys are flitting round; biit we'll do better than that! Only stick to tho bottle^ good Christoplier, and we'll stay by yon, never fear! Here are a i*ivf tools might yet bo pawned forMquor; things aren't quite so rick¬ ety as they may be. And then the woman—she's a brave one—she works hard to keep things together, nnd wears a pretty bright face, but we'll break Iier heart yet—und the Uttle one! for all her tender coddlings, and flno teach- iilgs, just train him up to follow your footsteps, and won't he toss the flrst clod upon Acr grave?"
The poor cobbler wept ann groaned in anguish of spirt, for, with all his faults, he heartily loved his wife and child, and thoroughly detested his own bad ways.
With one last, mighty elFort, be broke the spell that bound him.
"Out, fiend! liar! devil!" he shriek¬ ed; "takethat—and that!"
Crash-clatter-crash!
" What can be the matter?" exclaim¬ ed Madam Christopher, just hurrying iu from her morniug'a scanty market-
you  smashed  hira?"   shouted   Uttle
iiig.
" O. father, have you done ,ifc? have
Hans, caperlng'with glee around the shinina: fragments of the *'lovely junk bottle."
AUDITOR'S NOTICE.
Assigned Kstate of Martin V. Elmer, of Paradi.«e township.
THE nnderslgned auUilnr. nppointeil to di>'^ trlbtiie tbe L)alancereiniiiiili:t; in thuh;in<!v of WillhimKonuedy, Ass!i;uee of said o.^^tJiif to aud ninont: llusc k-gaUy entitled lo tin; sunie, will t-it. for thnt piirpo^u on i-*r.Il>AY. MAUCn 4tli. iS-0. Ill 11 oVlocl: n. m., in ih.- liibrury Room of tlJe Court Unasc, in the (;i(v- of iJincasttT, Pu., wliere all pt-rs'ins interc:,!- cd lu suld dliitril>iitlnu niiiy ititfiul.
\\. W. lIOl'KINa. Auditor, fcbo -u. \t
AT 95
FKEE OF GOVERNiMENT TAX,
ISSUED BY TUB
BURI^IKGTON, CEOAK RAPfDS AND MIN- ilKaOTA RAILROAD COMPANY,
First ^Eortgage &. Courerliblc,
AND PROTECTED BY A
l.IB£RAr SIXKIXO FUND.
INTEREST PAYABLE IS COTS' AT NEW YOUK OR LONDON*.    PRINCIPAL PAVAULE IX COIN- IN FIFTV YK-VILS.
TRUSTEES:
J. Edgar TnostsoN,
President Pennsvlvanla R. R. Co. CiiAKLES L.. Frost.
. -irres't Toledo, Peoria &. Warsaw R. U. Co
These Bonds, at present price of gold, yield over 9 per cent, interest, and as an investment they are fully as secure as IJ, S. 5-20's, which uow ouly pay Q\ per cent, in currency.
, They aro only Issued upon each section ot the Koad as fast lus iliesnme is cninpleted and in suceessful oporiUlon. Over two-and-a-(mIf nilliluHs of doUiirH huvo been expended on I he Road. Ei^hty-ihreo miles aroabontconipleied und equipped, and already show largt; earn¬ ings; and the remaluaer »if the line Is rapidly proi-ro.sslng toward compU-tlon.
¦ The State ot Iowa, llirough wliich this road niu.s, l8 one of the richest ajjrlcultnral sections iu Ainerict. Its hir;:e populaiton,extending wltli KurprisiuK rapidity, and Its Immense yield of grain, pork, wool and other agricultu¬ ral prodnel,*;, create a pressing (U-iuand for the conairuction of ihis road, which afTords the best possible uuiirautec for the hondholders, especially as the line runs through tliewL-alth- icst aud must thickly populated sectiou of iho State.
¦ The road also runtt through the rich and grow¬ ing atalti of Minnesota. Ueferenee totheniMp of the United Kliiles will show that it travvr.se.s the most cnterprisinif and growing portion of the
West, taut forms one oflhe great trunk lines in direct communication loitli A'mv York, Chicnpa «Hri«.2,oui>(, beiug to the latit-r clly 90 miles iioiirer from Northern Iowa and all portions of theBlatoof MinnosotiL than by any other road now built or projected, and also the nearest route from Central and Routltern Iowa.,
The road Is opened for local tnifflu as rapidly aschustrueted,aud thus RECEIVE.S EARN- INOS ON ITS COMPLETED SECIIONK ORBATLY IN EXCF-^S 01'^ THE AMOUNT NEEfJED TO VXY THE INTEREST UPON ITS HONDS OEl-tmE-rllE ROAD IS FIN¬ ISHED. Tjielluyrrof IhiseRonds istherefon- guaruiiteed, by u great busiuess ulready in »-x- islence on thu r<uii.T*il Ihc road.as well :is by now curreni. earnings*, and luus uot t'> risk any of the eonlingtMn-iu.- v.'hich always uiteud tho opening of rouds hi a new and unsettleil coun¬ try.
Alimited quantity oiilvof these Birnds aro now ollered at U5 und ucerued interest.
Ator a tliorou^h investigation of the ahove eutorprise. werucomniend Hil-sc Ilonds us a ftrst-elassiuvesiment.anording absolute safe¬ ty, and paying an unusually liberal lalo of luterest. All marketable sfciiriiies nt their fitll price, free of commission and express charges, received iup-iyment. Pamphlets aud maps fiirnUhed on application.
IIEXRIT  CI.EWS   d;   CO.,
Bankers, No. 32 Wall St.
FOR SALE BY
It AIR   <& ^U[£?riC,
NOTICE.
To   BENJAMIN  ZU« Sit., .ind iJic UV.iU^ of WILLIAM COLEMAN, dt-eeased. Ijiiid- hnldcrs:
Thomas 3Iasterson, Joseph irasiersnn.aii'I all Olher persoiit* whom ir nuiy (-onctTii, jiii- hereby notified that the nmlersinned bvuM' Orphans' Courtof taucasti-r connly.iipi«dn!- ed Auditor to dislribnie (hesliart-df .l«*(ni Jf. Keiser, decM. in certain moneys paid into Court, arising trom dower, wlii»rli u-:is.rharm-d on lands of John Keiser, late of Rupho town¬ ship, deceased, and which l)ei-ame payal.le:tl the death of hU widow; nnd hNo lo r.-pi-ri lactHanddislrilniUon ofsald.lohn If, lCi->iser"--; share of such ofsaid dowermoncy not y.-i pni.i into Court, will sit lor tbe purno.-;c of :iji|w,iiil- luenton WEDNESDAY, tin; :Sl.l day of l-'Ei:. HUARY.A. D. 1S70, aMOoVIock. a. in., at tin- Library Room of the Court Honse. In the citv of I-aucasier, whenand whi-n- nil p.irlie.> in¬ terested may attend If they sci> prop<*r.
SAMUEL It. Z(-<;.
f.-b2-ltl*2 Andtivr.
ANSIONKE'.H NOTICK.
Assigned Estate of William W. Steele, of Jbrumore twp., Lancaster county.
WILLIAM W. STEELE, of Drumore lup.. having by deed of voluntary as-smnuienl, dated .lauuiiry lOlli, IbTit, a-sigued aiidlr.ui<— ferred all his estate and elTfcts to the iiiidrr- signed, fnr the beuellt of thu ercdilois of th.- siudWiUiam W. Wteelo. tlu'y ihcrer^re -iv.-> notice to all persons Indehtt'd to sjua as iiiipor, to make payment to the undfrsfgned without delay.aud tiiosehaviugclaiiiis to itrescnt them
SAilUEL CHARLES,
Willow street P. O. WILU'AM J. HIv^S, JaulQ It 10 QuarryvUle P. O.
ASSIGXEK*S XOTICE.
Assigned Estate of Aaron Good, of Up- jier Leacock township, Lancaster eu.
AARON GOOD, of Upper Leacock township, having by deed of voluntary as.sii;niiu-iit x^slgufd and transferred all his estati-and «i- fects to the undersigned, for the heueiit of liu- creditors of the said Aaron Good, he iht-n-foif gives notice to all persons indebted to said :is- slglior, to make payment to thu nndersi-jnt^d wilhout delay, nnd those hnvlniri'hihns ii> pj-<-- senitbeui to WII.LIA.M (JlM.Ht.
Rcsidhig In Eist l-Jirl iowii.>hip, E. O. tlKOFI'*. Residing lu New Holland, JauuGtS .\s.';li;iit'i-s.
janl9
BATCHERS,
LA>-CASTER. PA.
(^^TyQriQFIRSTllen on property worth more
,  _  _   _   than double theamount, in oue or
" Yes, my son, 1 have dona it, and I j more sums.   Apply '*°'*°Jgj,p
Real Estate, Collection and Insuraneo Agents,
am done with it forever /" said Christo- ,
pher, gathering himself up slowly frorii     janffl atii
ASSIGNEES* XOTICE.
Assigned Estate of Abrahuin F. Shel¬ ley, of Mount Jny township.
ARRA'ILAM E.HllELLY.nf Mount .h.y t.nvn- ship, having conveyed toth.; undersiiri.. .1. by deedof voluntary assigiiinttiitall his i>.-i;ti,-. for the benefltof creditors, all persons hibciit- ed to the said Altraham K.Shelley will rnal;'- pavnieiit,and thosehavim;claimsai;ahis: hinr will present their claims to
CIIUISTIAX W, i'.RUlIMCEi:. BENJAMIN McCHTi;ilEX. jan22 (i*t 10       Residing in lUpho township.
t'n THE COURT OF COMMON I'l.l'AS oj-* I Lancaster county, to Jauuary Tcrui, IS',;}, No ;i75.
CHRISTIAN LINVILL v.s. IIENKV HIX^. January 5. ISTO.—
Petition aud aflldavit of Cliristian Llnluer presentcd iiyJ. II. Livingsiim. es*|.,nud lib .1. and tlie Court grant a rnle to show cansi* wiiv the record should not he :inn*n«iod hy .slrikini; ont tho word "LinviU," aud iuserliug tin- word Lintnt.-r.
Rnle reluruablo on the third MONDAY iti MARCH. IS70, at 10 o'clock, a. iii.
Attest- W. I). STAUPFKR.
feho-lt 12 Prolbonoiur--.
XOTJCE.      ^
rpllf; underslcned having bfoii appoimoil by X the Court uf CtMitmoti Pl.,-ji^ of l.antM.-^l-r County, Committee over the pt-r.-ion and »-.-.ial'- of John Yontz.'a Inuatio t>\ Wcm. H.-rnpfh-'l township, Laue-ster connly, all pcr.-.i.us iit- dchted lo Mild .lohn Yonfz, are r.-.in.-sf.-d (<> make imtiiediat*! payment, and iho-e havhi-.; claims ordemands again.-t (he same wit! pre¬ sent them to the nndrr.signed.i-esnUnuiit Kast Hemptlehi lowuship. 1*. II. sl'.M.MY,
leb'JtJt*ri] Commute**.
IMI»E:!t
XOTICE—THE   PRIXTEKS* Mll.r.
IN pursuance ofa dtcree of the Court of Ccni- mon Pleas tif LaneiLsier CVunilv, hi i-f|nitv. tortbedissolntiou of the piirinersblp known an -THE PRINTERS' PAPER MILL." an>i appolnlingihe undersigned iteeciver loseiib- up its atfalrs—notice Is bereliy giv.-n  t<. all
5ersous Indebted to tho s:ime lo make hnuir- iate payment, and  tln-sc bavhn; chuuis t.. present thein to        E.MLEN t RANKLIN, Iaul21t3 Receiver.
TO ItVILUEK.S AM»   l*f:.lI.EK.S  IX I.UMIIEIC.
rpIIE undersigned wiK sell, hy tho car load, a JL largo stock ot lumber, late the property of tbe Hunlersdale Lumber Company, eoNsi.M in:; of pinc. Oak, Poplar. Che.stnut and IleniUiek boiinls. V/. Inch Hemloek and Yellow Pint; plank; 21n"ch Hemlock, Maple, Oak and Pin..- plank- Hemloek Joists an<l other scantling ot various sizes; Hemlock Uroad Ralls; IMekets ami Cutting Uoards; Plank aud Seanlling of dlQercut sizes aud materials.
D. G. ESHLEMAN, Receiver, Jan2G-lt]l       SONorth Uiikest., LancHsler.
JOB PBIXTIXCJ of everj' description oxr- cuted at tills ofllce, on reaionuble terms.