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The White Itaslin Dress.
BT IIKLEN FOREST QHAVK8.
'It's only a headache, Doctor Mnylis,'
said Hi1. Atheling; bat Melicent is Tory
dedicate, and I think it is always best to
?alte these things in time.'
'Certaialy-^ertainiy,'' said Dootor
Meylis, nbrfcntly.
He was not thinking of what tho
bald-beaded, sumptuously dressed old
gentleman was saying?he was looking
at Melicent Atheling, as she reclined in
a low chair, in a bine silk morning
wrapper, with ttfrquoise in her ears, and
great clusters of diamonds sparkling on
her pretty fingers?a human 'lily ot the
field/ who 'toiled not, neither did she
spin.1
Mow different she was Irom the last
patient he had visited, thid spiled, lovely
heiress.
Stooping over his tablets, he hurriedly
penciled a prescription
'This will set your head right,' said
he, rising
4 Why are yon in such a harry V
pouted Melicont; with a shy sidelong
glance from beneath her long, dark
lashes/ It's so dull hero ; and I depend
ed on you for a little news aud gossip/
'News and gossip! Nay'?the hand
some young physician answered, care
lesaly?'I am a poor medium for that.
But I am busy to-day. Bythe-way,
Mi?3 Hester?'
Hester Atheltng came from the win
dow where she had been sewing in
unobtrusive silence. Shn was a pale,
dark girl, singularly unltice Melicent,
although she was Mr. Atheliag's
daughter , by hin first marriage?one of
the world's Marthas, who are seldom
missed until we uro forced to look in
'Vint ciin I'do for you, Doctor Mny
? *I don't exactly like tob -g,'said the
doctor, laughing,'but I have just come
from n house where a young girl?source
ly older than yourself, Mies Melicent
is drifting away on consumption She
is a working girl, pitifully poor, and
MitTrrhig for the little luxuries which
are almost a necessity for ono in her
condition. In a large establishment
like this, there is almost always a super
flatty?wine, fruit, little delicacies?'
'I understand, Doctor Maylis,' said
Hester,quietly. 'Where does she live V
?In Molyneux Street, No. 13. Her
name is E?telle Reooux?a French
girl V
4Oh, I know !' cried Melicent, sudden
ly lifting her golden curls from the blue
satin pillows?'Julie Renoux'e sister 1
Julie does up nil my Swiss dresses nod
fine laces. I pay Julie great prices,
because she does them up in real French
style?like new. I never could bring
injoclf to beat down tho poor I'
'Melicent is so kind-hearted,' suid old
Mr. Atheling, patting his daughter's
cheek.
Doctor M&ylis went away.
'Isn't he handsome V said Melicent,
when she was alone with Hester. 'His
features are as straight as a Greek
statue, and there is that dreamy, far-off
look in his eyes that I can never
fathom. I like a man that I can't under
stand. Hottie I'll wager ray diamond
locket against your ivy-leaf pin that I
am Mrs. Doctor May Iis in three
months V
'I do not like wagers,' said Hettie,
coldly ; 'and least of all, on such sub
jectf as that.'
'You're born to be an old maid !' said
Melicent, laughing. 'He is to be nt
Mrs. Cressy's to morrow night?Leonora
told me so?and I ?hall have a fine op
port unity to fascinate him then and
there/
[Icntor looked almost enriomly at
her younger sistor.
'Am I growing envious ?' she asked
herself, biting her lips. 'Am I vain
enough to funcy that Doctor Maylis
would ever cast a second glanee toward
me V
And she went away with crimsoned
cheeks and hurried footsteps.
'Hetty V her sister called after her,
from tho luxurious depths of tho blue
satin easy chair, 'if you're really going
to that Benouz place, ask Julio to send
home my India muslin. I want to wear
it to-morrow night, and it should have
been sent before now/
'But, Melicont,- if the sister is sick
perhaps Julie raaj Dot have had time?
'Nonsense !' eried the spoiled beauty.
'Time, indeed ! It is her burliness} and
if she don't aend it home this afternoon.
I'll give my fluting and laundry-work
to some one else! Tell her so; for I cer
tainly shell not wait upon tho con
venience of Mademoiselle Julie Rcnoux,
or any other washer-woman 1'
- So Melicent returned to her novel,
while Heater* dresaed in gray, like a
?ober little nun, sallied forth, with a
w ell Glied baakit on her arm, upon the
errand of Mercy to No. 13 Molynoux
Street.
'It is a d?smal little Street,' thought
Hester, 'and a diamal little houio. I
wonder how people endure to lire in
ouch places alwaya V
Pushing open the door, which alwaya
stood ajar. Hester seconded the un
carpeted stairs.
'Does Miss Renoux live hare?' she
asked of a slatternly girl who was toil
ing up st aim with a patl of water.
' 'Yes, mam, she do,' replied the girl,
refreshing her eyes a good stare at the
visitor. 'Third floor, front room, misa.'
And following these directions lies
tor Atheling knocked at the door.
Julie Renoux herself opeued it. Hes
ter knew her well by night?a pretty,
alight girl, with great blnek eyes, trans
parcutly fair skin, snd a pleasant, smil
ing mouth.
'Miss Athelia V she eried. 'Oh, I
am so sorry about Mias Moliceot's dress;
but our Estelle lies so ill. Look V
And with s true French geaturo ehe
pointed to the shadowy, colorless young
creature, who lay, supported by pillows,
oa the bed at the farther aide of the
room.
'She can hardly breathe, at times,'
whispered Julie, an Hester stood in
pitying silence. 'I have to fan her by
the hour. Once?twice?I began on
Mi*a Mclicent's dress ; but she called to
tue. 'Julie,' she said iu her pq>r, faint,
voice, *I flhnll not be with yua'loag.
I)o not le?ve now !'
And the tears streamed dovi Julie's
cheeks, answered by bright dr ?pa oa
Hester A the ling's own lashes.
Kneeling quietly down by the bed
aide, sho unpacked her few little trea
sures of wine, jelly and fruit.
'Perhaps yeu enn taste or thgse
Erteile,' said she, kindly. 'Willyou
let me pare an orange, and cut off a few
white grapes V
Estelle looked gratefully up.
'They aro beautiful I' she faltered
'and I am so.much oblige, mademoiselle;
but my throat is so bad that I can
swallow but little. By-and-by, perhaps
?and in the meantime, leave them on
the table. They are like a pretty pic
ture to my eye.'
'Ah!' sighed Julie, 'we poor folks
cannot buy such things. The landlord
clamors for rent, the grocer will not
send starch or'ooal until the back bills
are paid. Aud yet?the poor must
live 1'
'Julie,' said Hester, drawing her
aside, 'my sister wants her dress to
night.'
'It is not possible,' said Julie. 'Look
there !' and che pointed to the dying
girl
Hester hesitated. She knew how
despotic and obstinate the beautiful soft
eyed Melicent could be. She saw the
full wretchedness of the poverty in
which theae poor young foreigners
dwelt.
'Julie,' said eho, you are right. Do
not leave poor Eatullo while she lives.
But the dre?s tuuat be completed and
tclit home to-night.'
'How V
'Where are your irons? Bring out
the table?I will do the dress.'
?You Miss Heater ?'
?Yes, I. Why not? I will promise
you to be very quiet and not disturb
Estelle ; and my sistor will never know
that you were not the laundress. For
Melicent is very capricious and willful,
and if you disappoint her, she would
probably 'ake away hsr custom. Quick !
?give me the irons !'
'Miss Heater, you are an angel from
heaven!' eried Julie, as from Estcllo's
pillow she watched the snowy drifts of
muslin grow into folds of glimmering
beauty, beneath Hosier's quick aod not
unskillful hand.
'I am nothing of the sort,' said Hes
ter, laughing; but I do bolicve I am a
tolerably good laundress. How long
have I been doing this ? Three-quarters
of ao hour. Does it look right, Estello' ?'
j Bat at the same moment one of the
glowing hot irons slipped from its stand,
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and foil across her arm. Sil? uttered a
cry, which was echoed by Julie) Renoui.
?Oh, Miss Hester, you are hurt?'
?Not seriously/ Hoster bravely ans
wered 'Indeed,'Julie, it is nothing. Put
the dress in its basket, and I will send
a servant for it as soon as I reach homo.
But Estelle motioned weakly for the
young visitor to approach her bedside,
and pressed her lips to tho red soar
raised by the iron.
?God bless you!' she * tfarurmured.
'God's saints have you iu their^keepiug,
gentle lady I'
And the pain scemod less in her
burned arm after Estelle's'Mips had
breathed their fervent blessing.
* * * * *
;How provoking I said Melicent Athel
ing petulantly. 'Doctor Maylis said he
would cnll for me, and hero I have bten
sitting in my party dress this half hour
all iu vain ! I'll wait no longer ! Pro
bahly there is some misunderstanding,
and I shall see him there, wondering
why 1 den't make my appearance. Gal)
the carriage at once, John.'
And sho rustled away in tho snowy
dress, all puffs, and rufhlei^and dainty
flounces, that Hester's own hands hud
ironed.
Just half an hour afterward, Doctor
Maylis came in looking wearied aud
pale. I
?I am glad your sistet did not wait
for me/ he said, 'I am in no mood for
waltzing or music to night ; I have just
been seeing poor Estelle RJeooux die.'
The teare, sparkled ipi<i Hester's
eyes. |
?Poor girl !' she rcuijmurcd, under
her breath. (
?Don't say 'poor girl!' said Doctor
Maylis, abruptly, 'say rather 'hippy
girl!' Her troubles arej all over now.
What is the matter wieh your hand 5"
as :his quick eye caugjiit sight of her
bandaged wrist.
'Only a slight burn,' ^e answered, in
?.11 her ..it *?)?.: arj*u?i?d jj
'Let me look at it.' said ho. 'Yes," I
comprehend n >wj You arc the heroine
of tho little story I heard at Julie
Ucnouz's, yesterday. You ironed your
sister's dress, scarring yourself thereby,
rather than let those two poor girls
suffer froiM her caprice.'
lie rose aud walked once or twice
across tho room, in his old eccentric
way, while Hester sat, with trembling
fingers , at her sowing.
?lieber,' ho said, approaching her, 'I
wonder if I might dare to speak all that
is in my heart?if I might tell you that
this uight I have met my ideal of v?om i u
hood, and that she is before mo now?
Hester dare I ask you to bo my wife V
* * * * * *
When Melicent Atheling came home
that night, cross and tired, with tho
memorable white muslin drc!>s all crump
led and soiled the flowers faded iu her
bonquct, and her pearl lan broken, she
found Doctor Maylis and Hester stil!
tete-a-tete before the parlor Ore.
'Oh, Melicent,' the elder sister falter
od, with eyes wot with happy dew, 'I
have promised to marry Doctor Maylis!'
And so Melicent's castle iu the air
fell to ruins I It icas mortilying to have
plain, simple, dark faced Hotter mar
ried the first, and to Doctor Maylis, of
all persons in the world! But there
seemed to be no help for it and Melicent
cried hersolf to sleep that night
But Hester raid her simple prayer:
'Dear Father in Heaven, l thunk
Thee for the treasure- oi a true man's
hcait that Thou has bestowed upon
mo
Value of Advertising.
'.My success is owing to my libsrality
in advertising.'?Bonner.
'Advertising has f?rnished ine with a
con petence.'?Amos Lawrence.
'I advertised my prodactious and
made raouoy.'?Nicholas Longworth.
'Courtant and persistent advertising
is a sure prelude to wealth.'?Stephen
Girard
'He who invests ouo dollar in business
should invest one dollar in advertising.'
?A. T. Stewart.
'A man who is liboral in advertising
is liboral in trade, aud such a man sue
oceds while his neighbor with just as
good goods fails and drops out of mar
ket.'?Horaco Greeley.
Among the rare things given Patti in
Russia is a canary bird of gold as large
as life, with a bill of pearl and diamond
eyes.
The Small Worries.
SilKsDo) ?????da ?<!l n:?r>* 1 OKJtt) odw j
Thei christain world has long been
guessing what Paul's thorn in the flesh
was. Many of the theological doctors
have felt Paul's pulse lo sec ' what was
tho matter with him. We suppose tho
reason he did not tell us what it was
may havo, been, because ho did not
want us to know. Ho knew that if he
stated what it war,, there would have
been a groat ma ay people from Corinth
bothering him with prescription:* as to
how he might cure it.
Some say it was diseased eye?; some
that it was humped back. It may have
been neuralgia. Perhaps it was gout,
although his active habits and sparce
diet throw doubt upon the supposition.
Suffice it to say, it was a thorn?that is
it stuck him. It was sharp.
It was probably of not much account
to the eyes of the world, ft was not a
trouble that could be compared to a lion,
or a boisterous sea. It was like a thorn
you have in your hand or foot, and no
ouo knew it. Thus we sets that it be
comes a type of these little ucttlcsoine
worries of life that exasperate the
spirit.
Every ono has a thorn stickiug him
The housekeeper finds it in uufaithful
domestics; or an inmate who keeps
things disordered; or a house too small
for conveniences, or too largo to he
kept clenuly. The professional
man finds it in perpetual interruptions,
or call for 'more- copy.' The Sabbath
School teacher finds it in inattentive
Scholars, or neighboring teachers that
talk loudly aud make a great uoiso in
giving a little instruction. One man
has a rheumatic joint which, when the
wind is north east, lifts the sto rn sj^nil.
Another, a business partner who takes
full half the profits but dojs not help
earn them. These trials are tho more
nettlcsumc because, like Paul's thorn
the}* ate not to be mentioned. Men
get sympathy for broken bnus and
smashed feet., I?u' none fir the bud of
idurp thorn's thit. have b.-e:t broken off
in the fingers,
Let us .start out. with the idea that wo
inu-t have' tinnoyanucs. It see us t>
lake a certain number of them to keep
us humble, w.ikelut anil prayerful. To
Piill, the thorn wj r as disciplinary as
the shipwieck. If it is not o e tiling
it is another. If the htove does not
smoke, the boiler must leak. It the pen
is good, the ink must be poor. If the
thorn does not pierce the knee, it must
.?tick you in the hack. Life must ? ive
bharp things in it. We can not make
up our robes of Christian character wilh
out pins and needles.
We.want what Paul got?grace to
bear these things, Without it we be
come cross; censorious and irraseibl t
We get into the habit of sticking our
thorns into other people's fingers. Put,
God helping us, we place these annoy
auces in the category of the "all things
which work together lor food. We sec
how much shorter thorns are than the
spikes that struck through the palms of
Christ.s hands, and, remembering that
He hail on His head a whole criwu of
thorns, we take to ours Ives the consola
tion that if we suffer with H im on earth
we shull b3 glorified with Him in hca
ven. Put how could Paul positively re
joice in these iufirmii ics ? Tho school
of Christ has three clhssos of scholars;
in thofiist class we learn how to be
stuck with thorns without losing our
patience; in (he second class we learu
how to make the sting positively a Ivan
lageous; in the third class of this school
we learn how, even to rejoice in being
pierced and wounded: but that is the
senior class, and when we get to that,
we are near gracuating into glury.
A Savannah letter states that, thanks
to the acvercnt industry of some of Shcr
muu's soldiers who encamped there in
December, 1864, several tomb stones in
tho Bonaventure Cemetery bear such
inscriptions us 'Hannah Tomlinson. 711
years;' -Charles Denver, l,.r>60 years,'
etc., while one mendacious monument
declares that beucath it reposes the dust
of otic who depart i d this life on n
ctr.ain date, 'nged 8,280 years,' which
will probably, tome years hence be cited
by some American Schliemann as con
vincing proof that the world is several
years olJer than Moses would have us
bclievo.
Colorado has eight hundred aud sixty
eight miles of railroad, and 6vo years
ago had not one.
Struck With the Wrong Hand,
A few days ego two citizens of Hart
ford met at the post office in that city,
aud while waiting for the New York pa
per? to arrive, one of thorn, who hud a
scar on the middle joint of one of his
fingers on his left hand, was telling tho
other how the aforosaid scar happened
to he there. Tho substance of the story
was an follows: Some twelve or fifteeu
years old, at the time Jack Nelson lud a
gymnasium and guve lessons in boxing
Kly's block, oa Main Street, a friend of
tho man with tho scarred har.d, by the
uaiue of Btily M-. having joined Nel
son's boxing clasb, wanted to find some
one whom he could practice*with in the
time between the lessons.
With this purpose in view he went to
his friend J ., him of his scarred hand,
and proposed to givo hiin lessons, in the
manly ai t of self defeuso as s<>ou us he
himself had been instructed. Hilly
argued that he could impart the instrUO
ti ?n to his friend 'freo gratis for lioth
ing ' besides having an opportunity t)
to improve in skill. So as so in as ho
got his first lesson ho hurried away to
show J, how easy it was te become a
11 penan. lie got the doubting J.
up in front of him, and giving him some
good advice, plaeo 1 himself in an alti
tudo of defense, and said to .T .
'Now striko at my head with all your
might.'
'Hut,' protcstod .1. 'we have no gloves
and I should be sure to hurt you '
'I'll risk it,' laughingly replied Billy
?Nelson has alway? taught me how to
parry. Strike out hard, and I'll show
you what science can do.,
.7. still hesitated. ' did not appear
to his unsophisticated mind that hu
could strike at a man with all his might
without-bitting him and hurting him at
that. Besides, ho h;\<] a duo regard for
his own safely. Billy raight,~ih the ctT
thtiMiism of a handsome party, counter
on his (J.'s) prominent, proboscis, or sta
tie iuto.actiyify thn contents of his broad
basket, or cause ono or hath eyed to gj
into mourning on their own ace rint
I tit his fears were at length di-p-lled by
a promise Iro n !>illy that he wonl 1 tot
wholly on tho defeiisivo, and by further
assurance that it w is ahsdutoly imp is
aiblc for an inexperienced peraiii like I .
to hit him.
'Do not ho afraid,, qxchiiincd Billy,
'strike hard ! You cannot hit mo.
Strike at my head.' pj
And whilj he was speaking J.'s left
hand shot out like the log of a kicking .
mule, and Billy wont backward and fell
like a log. J. saw that his left hau 1 wu
badly cut, but he sprang forvrar I t i as
sist Billy to his feet. Tho litier, h>.v
ever, struggled up without-lid'au J with
a thumb and forefinger ran saeking his
mouth as if searching for something, he
emphatically remarked, employing his
favavprite oath. 'You struck with the
wron? hand.'
Billy had boon drilled only in the
right hand parry, and forgot to moni
tion the fact to the awkward J. What
Billy was searching for in his mouth he
had fouud on tlie floor. It was a to ith.
The :ctr on J.'s hand was coused by
coming in contact with that tooth. But
J. ought to have known better than to
strike a friend in tho mouth with the
wrong hand. Billy never took the rj
maiuing eleven lessons. Somehow he
ha 1 his appetite for boxing.
There was to have been a gran 1 eol
ored wedding in Columbus, On., the
tit her day. hut when the bride and her
friends reached the church they foun 1
the bridegroom lii's-iug. A search was
made and he was found fast asleep ou a
dry goods box in the street, with no
marriage license, and with but fifteen
cents in his pocket. The poet is right
the course ofcoiored t.iu-j love ncvor did
run Mno?thty iu Georgia, and probably
never wil 1.
Lost a Situation* for Sinoi.vo.?
One. of the women emp'oyed iu a shirt
factory iu Bridgeport, Conn., has boon
iu the h tbtt of singing 'wo lines of 'Mol
Iio Darling' with suth unvarving per
sistenry. that the manager told her that
if the general sanity of tho establish
incur, was to be maintained this musical
exercise must cease. The indignant
woman replied by throwing a box of
shirts at hie head and vuitting the fac
tory.
Massachusetts has SO fur elected
twenty-six ladies as members of school
oorumittees. . j
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Desperate Adventure iu Naty York
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Tho New York' 'rirfleV gTvesVn to
count of the1 desperat ad venture of a
lawyer, A. B. Morris, of Wateiftowu, N.
Y. At: half past six o'clock, on Th?rs
day night, while the gentlemen referred
to was standing at a prominent' point on
Broadway, he was aocostdd by \ young
wouian, who related a most pitiful tale
of poverty, and begged.th^^ura^f tw<>
dollars to keep her and he? mothe&frorn
being turned in,tp; the,s^ee^hj^ a rapa
cious landlord. Mr. Morris,was willing
to giro the desired amount, but the wo.
man insisted upon him accompanying
her in order to vciify her statement.
What subsequently took place is given
iu the victim's own statement : 'vVe
went cast from Canal street, and turned
into a ride street, and a.' or a while we
came to a house and a . winded two or
three Mcps, and eutered a narrow hall
way. Then the woman oponod a; door
and ask?d mo to walk in and wait until
she could advise her mother that-some
one was coming to see her. In-front of
the fire, and nearer to it" than the
lounge, was a cottage bedstoad.Ji*'You
will have to sit on the bed sir/ said tho
woman, 'as there are r?.? chairs'. r;I will
take off my shawl and go'at: race to my
mother.' At the woman'ssug^istion, I
sat down on the bed, about '.two fest
from the foot, the woman standing in
front of mo with her shawl in her hands.
Hardly had I seated myself when she
sprang upon me like a tigress, throwing
the shawl over my head. At the same
moment I felt myself grasped by,somo
one under the bed. I then felt that I
had to struggle for my life. I had;8300
in my pocket book, a draft fpr;8150,
aud a $500 watch in my vest pocket.
I could not see, us my head was .opmple
tcly enveloped in the shawl, but I felt a
strou"pull at my watch chnin, and
afterward*"!? Ictfa^iaud in inyJlook^rt--',
where my money waa. I made a tre
meud.oiis effort, and succeeded in throw
iui* tho wouutn over the foot ot tho bed.
I i he ii sprung-up und freed ray feet and
rushed to the further corner of the.,
r -on). There the woman again attacked
me, hut 1 knocked her down, and then
taking a large pearl handled, silver
mounted k'uif* front ray pocket, I swore
that if anybody attacked : mo again I
would put u bellet through htm. I
don went to the door, and to my aston
ishtnent found it locked, bolted and
barred. 1 drew the bolt and took" down
the bar, but couid odt unlock the door,
as the key was gone. Finally I broke
off the lock with the bar, and found mj
self at liberty. I afterwards went hack
over the ground with a policeman, but
was unable to identify the house, al
though I did my best to do.so.'
Suicide or a Minister.?Bev. j.
II. Paddock, of the Methodist Episcop
al Church, committed suicide oi\ Mon-.
Uy lust, at N uiticoke, Pa; The Wilkes
burre Record says he preached a sermon
on Sunday last, and appeared | in hia
usual health, both bodily.and,mentally.
On Mouduy, he took a drive out with
his wife, and on his arrival ; home,
deliberately shot himself with a revol
ver. causing instant death.
'- , .w.-Aas I *
The Brownsville (Tonn.) Bet Vises to
remark; 'If the pusillanimous, unfilter
ed essence of contaminated skunk, don't
quit writin on our {bulletin boards, we
ktill horse whip him with a ten foot pole
and give him a permit to behold that
part of tho Miltoniau tableau pertaining
to the ncihor world in all its real and
native grandour.'
Two gentlemen huivng a difference
one went to the other's door, and wrote
Scoundrel' upon it. The other called
upou his ueighhor and was answered by
a servant that hia master was not at
homo. 'No matter, was the reply; *I
j only wished to return his visit, as ho left
j his name nt my door in the morning.
A Western paporsaysof the air, in
its relations to man. 'It kisses and bios
scs him, but will not obey him.' Blobba
Bays that tho diacripition suits his wifo
. .u. . . ... f<?U<#,
oxactly.
The New Orleans Picayune wants
some . of tho female orusaders to visit
that city and try and remove some of
the bars from the mouth of the Missis
Bippi- .. _ . , .... ... .. j ,Laf? ?
A St. Louis doctor want* a divorce
from his wifo, because she calls him
names in the . presenco of his patients,
to the damage of his puree and tho an
ooyanco of bis miod.