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OIL CALIFORNIA. A good wash 16 annlv to the fiica for it never really aira the house as effect- "And that little rooir. such a cunning IHU MAKY WALKER. of liuht over my dismal path of life? Perhaps I but did angels wear white nun's veiling, and talk about cashmere and tournures Impossible It must be a dream, i Suddenly the paused, and came to me through the cloud, and held out her arms, and said 'Roll up my sleeves, please. I can work better with them up.

1 did roll the white sleeves up, and then immediately scouted the idea of its being a dream. Could I dream of such arms, with such a beautiful dimple in each elbow? Certainly not They were real I I did not think that a sculptor would have been proud to have them for a model, because I was morally certain that any sculptor would have bean distracted by the sight, and have dropped his chisel, despairing of ever doing them justice. And them she dusted, and while she dusted she sang. What a voice I Don't mention Nilsson I won't hear of it. And then she drew up a chair, and sat do wn beside me, having first removed the handkerchief and the improvised apron.

Then she shook her curls and addressed mo. "My dear uncle, let us have a talk." Her uncle I If my heart had suddenly changed to a lump of lead, it couldn't have sunk any quicker than it did then. "You she continued, "that you wrote me a letter; saying that you considered it best for me to stay at the farm until you wrote again. But, then, I didn't want to stay I felt so lonely away out there, hardly seeing a new face once in a month, for the twelve years that I have been there for you know you left me there when I was six years old. Well, I thought I would come up to the city, so I took the fifty dollars and bought this suit.

Mrs. Marsh picked it out for me. You know she has been in the city, and so I came and you're not angry, are you? Bocaube, if you are, I'll go right back again, uncle indeed I will My feelings during this brief speech had been very painful. I gradually awoke to the fact that it was all a blunderthat the visit of this angel was not intended for me and I felt very bitter freckles or tan is made of cucumbers and milk. The cucumber is sliced thin.

ly and crushed in the milk. Bub on the face before retiring. If these rules are followed out you will find yourself better looking and more comfortable than here tofore. Saving the Train. Drake's Travelers' Magazine.

The usual enwd of autumn liars were gathered together in the stcre, occupy ing all the grocery seats the only gross receipts that the proprietor took no pride in when a little, blear-eyed, weazen-faced individual sneaked in by the back door and slunk into a dark corner. "That's him," said the ungrammatical bummer with a green patch over his left eye. "Who is it?" asked several at once. "Why, the chap who saved the train from being wrecked," was the reply. "Come tell us about it," they demand ed, as the small man crouched in the darkness, as if unwilling that his heroic deed should be brought out under the blazing kerosene lamp.

After much persuasion, reinforced bv a stiff born of applejack, he began: "It was just such a night as this bright and clear and I was going home down the track, when, right before me across the rails, lay a great beam. There it was. rale and ghastly as a lifeless body, and light as it appeared, I had not the power to move it. A sudden rumble and roar told me that the night express was thundering down, and soon would reach the fatal spot. Nearer and nearer it approached till, just the cow catcher was about lifting me, I sprang aside, placed myself between the obstruction and the track, and the train flew on unharmed." The silence was so dense for a mo ment that one might have heard a dew drop.

Presently somebody said: "What did you do with the beamr' "I didn't touch it." he replied: but it touched me." "Well," persisted the questioner, "if you couldn't lift it, and didn't touch it, how in thunder did the train get over it?" "Why, don't you Bee?" said the sad-faced man, as he arose from his seat and sidled toward the door. "The obstruction was a moon-beam, and I jumped so that the shadow of my body took its place, and" Bang! new a ham against the door; and if it had struck the body of the retreating hero, there would have been a much bigger grease spot frescoed on the panel. Ladies Gambling at Cards. N. Y.

Letter. The great crowds have not yet begun their rush for Coney Island, but they will begin in a very few days. The Sheepshead Bay races have drawn enor- ous crowds on certain days; among them a great many ladies. Ladies are fond of racing, and they don't object at all to winning a little pin money by buying French pools. I find that women are fond of games of chance, from racing to poker, and they are apt to have pretty good luck.

It is not always luck, for some of them are very clever card players, and they don't play for penny points, either. A young lady of my acquaintance was invited to a lunch party at an acquaintance's home not long ago, and after lunch it was proposed that they play a little game of cards. My friend supposed that the game would be "old maid," or "casino," or some other of these old-fashioned lady's games but, bless your heart, it was poker they proposed. She didn't know the game. S3 they substituted whist, and before the afternoon was over she had lost $10 to her hostess.

She thought, of course, that it was a joke, and said "I am in your debt $10, 1 believe oh, very well, I will pay you when next we meet." "I hope that yoa will," said the hostess "ladies should be very particular about paying debts of honor." My friend discharged the obligation and then broke off the friendship. THE GUINEA COW. A Useful Animal that Requires but IJttle Food and No Shelter. Atlanta Constitution. Lowndes county is really the home of the Guinea cow, about which so much has been said and written.

The history of these cows is a dim one, but they were first bred by Colonel Stapler, who lived on the Florida line, just above Valdoste They may or may not have been brough over by the Minorcans. They were certainly bred up and perfected by Colonel Stapler. He was a man oi large wealth and lived on a superb estate, where he kept open house for years before the war. It was. his idea to breed a cow that would be suited to that country a scant feeder of small bulk, free milkers, docile, hardy and wide rangers.

He succeeded in getting an admirable little animal that could live on the native pasturage of the pine barrens and stand any sort of exposure. It averages thirty- five inches in height, has an immense bag is as gentle as a dog, and asks but little other food than what it picks up. For years it was known as the Stapler cow, and it was dubbed the "Guinea" after some of his herd had been sold in Thomas and else- WaaGI Colonel Stapler died some years ago, but his wife and sons own his estate, Mr. Richard Staph being in charge of the old homestead, or some ume out little attention was paid to the Guinea cows and it was only after those sold to outside counties had created such a demand that it was thought worth while to breed them largely. Mr.

Stapler told me that he could have sold a hundred of the cows easily during the past year, and says he could place fifty of them at once at $100 each. I have forwarded several orders for them and have never yet been able to get one filled. On the Stapler place there is now a herd of perhaps forty pure Stapler Guineas headed by excellent Guinea bulls. It is the intention of Mr. Stapler to breed cows for the market and by next year he will doubtless be able to fill a few order.

He is determined to send out nothing but choice cows, well marked and ol pure blood. Utile one!" Words fun to express how handsome she was! Wo are married! And that's the way it happened! A Horse that Plays Jokes. Buffalo News. 1 "That horse appears to enjoy being shod," remarked a man who stood in the doorway of a blacksmith's shop and watched a grimy-faced artist in a leather apron carve a hoof which he. held on his knee.

"Yes, he's used to it," said the operator, laying down his knife and picking up a rasp to smooth off the rough edges of his work. "Watch him smile when I tickle him with this." The rasp was applied, and the horse looked around and really appeared pleased by the operation. "This horse is an old friend of mine," resumed the shoer, seeing that the man in the doorway liked to hear him talk. "I have shod him often during the last four years. He is always playing jokes on me.

It's no use to try to beg oil irom him and plead that you haven't time for any foolishness. He will have his little joke. Last time he was here he stole a bottle out of my hip pocket, and drank up the private nip that I had in it. Then he threw tne ponie out oi uie wmuuw, and I didn't find it until next day. Author t.imA lift nicked ur a kitten bv the neck and dropped it on my back and .1 tj i tinWn maue me swear, uti h.cd iu uiu mo with straws while I hammer his front foot.

Hs's b.1 avs for a chance to lie down and roll on me, but I watch him too close to mane mat nine game successful." "Get him to do something funny now, said the man in the doorway. i lit ft "lie won do it wnne you watcn mm, aoul thA truthful shoer. "He's afraid you'll go off and lie about him." Then the artist dropped tne nooi ana weni atkH hoatoA a alinft rpA hot. He nicked up the hoof and clapped the hot shoe on it. "Oh don't hurt him bo," wailed the man in the doorway as the hoof hissed and mnlf prl.

"Gracious! that don't hurt him," said the artist. "It's nice and cooling to his feet. He lookes happy over it, doesn't her And the man the doorwav had to confess that he did. Who Killed Tecumseh? Youth's Companion. In the campaign of 1836, Martin Van Buren, of New York, and Col Eichard M.

Johnson, of Kentucky, were the Democratic candidates for president and vice-president. One of the "bearing questions" of the canvas was, "Who killed Tecumseh?" The friends of Johnson claimed that he charged up to the great Indian leader, while surrounded by his warriors and shot him dead. The Whigs, on the other hand, deri ded Johnson's claim to be hero ot the battle, and brought forward several claimants tor that honor. Among others was Col. Skinner, who bad emigrated to Texas.

The colonel was put upon the western stump, to settle the disputed Question, and he did it in this style "teller-citizens," said tne coionei, with a knowing look, "I was at the battle where Tecumsey was killed I was. I commanded a regiment there I did "I'm not gwme to say who did kill Tecumsey I wont! But this much I will say. Tecumsey was killed by one of mo pistols. Gentlemen, I leaye it to your knowledge of hnman nature to say if a man would be apt to lend out his pistols on an occasion of that sort." lo their credit, the boys" were not convinced by that way of putting the case. Tricks in the Market.

Cut this out and run it over prepare tory to marketing. Oranges are occasionally boiled to make them larger. Dried peas are soaked to imitate the fresh, green article. Samples of nuts or cut fruit cracked or cut and exposed are not all truthful. The best and biggest fruit is always on the top el the box or Dasicet.

In the pyramids and regular embank ments of oranges thA best are always in front, while the dealer fills your paper bag with the poorer ones concealed in the rear. Keep your eye on the dealer when he fills your banana paper bag, for if your glance wanders a moment he deftly casts in rrom a poorer lot close at hand, Look at the nice fiat bunches of celery and you find the greener and tougher buukb in ius rear. Observe if your butcher allows your meat to remain on the spring balance scales until the springs have ceased to quiver and the index is stationary. The markets are full of these little tricks of the trade. They come of generations of study and practice.

And as a rule in buying any kind of articles if you nnd the dealer putting up a package out of sight look out for some sort of shave. Mohammed's Apparition. Calcutta Witness. There is some agitation in Mohamme dan circles in Calcutta just now, growing out of a report published in the Amur ul Akhbar to the effect that Mohammed had appeared to the guardian of his tomb at, Mecca, and announced that from the date of the commencement of the next Mohurrum, which will com' pletetho fourteenth century since the Hijra, the sun will begin to rise in the west, confusion will break out in the world, many people will die, a great cycione win ueiuge tne land, the print' ing in every Koran will be effaced and the final end of all things be ushered in It is added that as the terms in which these predictions are stated are such as challenge the devout respect of all or thodox Mohammedans, it is not to be wondered at that many are alarmed at the near prospect of such terrible events. A good tablespoonful of Paris green to ten quarts of water is sufficient to kill potato bugs.

To use more is a waste and may result in injury to the plants. vely in so short a space of time. When open both at the top and bottom, the fresh, pure air is let in as fast the impure air is expelled. Another more reprehensible habit is to open the bed as it termed, by simpby throwing back the clothes. A bed is never thoroughly aired unless every thing is removed and the mattress raised.

The right plan is to place two or three chairs at the foot of the bed, to take off the blankets and sheets one by one and neatly lay them over the chair-backs, to beat up the bolster and pillows and place each separately on a chair, then to raise up the mattress over in this way it will be kept fresh and sweet. It takes scarcely a few minutes longer to open a bed neatly thus than to throw on the things anyhow, as is often done and it certainly takes less time to make it. The "Shingled Bang." Philadelphia Times. "What is the shingled bang?" asked the reporter of the manager of a leading hair-cutting establishment. The shingled bang is simply a man's hair cut.

We begin at the forehead, and raising the hair on our fingers cut right straight back to the part between the front and back hair, which is just at the ears. We graduate the length as we cut back leaving it the longest at the fore head. The hair thus removed is from six to twenty-four inches in length." "What makes it so lashionable "Well, it's cooler, a good deal for one thing, and it saves an immense amount of trouble: just half the work of hair- dressing. Ladies only have to 'do' their back hair now, and so they don't swallow hut, half the nuniherof hair ninsthev used to, and have twice the number of boot and glove button-hooks. There are on ly half the number of breakfasts and din ners kept waiting, and only half as much masculine prolamty as there used to be, The swingled bang is an evangelizing in fluence.

Tunned Fabrics. Scientific American. The Chronique Industrielle states tha Mr. H. J.

Piron has recently invented a process of rendering fabrics impermea ble and preventing their rotting, without intefering with their softness or mcreas- inr their weight. The process he calls "tanning." It is well known, that the bandages that surround the heads of Egyptian mummies are always found to be well preserved. Now this is due to the fact that thev have Been lmnreenated with some sort of resin. Mr. Piron thought, then, that in order to preserve vegetable fibers it would be necessary to have re course to the vegetable kingdom, and he therefore turned his researches in this direction.

Of all the products that he tried, the one to which he gave prefer ence was that which is extracted from birch bork, and which serves for per fuming Eussia leather. When birch bark is distilled there is obtained a light oil, one quarter of which consists of a peculiar phenol, and this latter is what excommunicates that weii-Kiiown agreeable odor to the above named leather, It results from recent investigations that the green tar of birch contains neither acid nor alkaloid. This tar forms with alcohol a solution which is at first a fluid but one which when once dried, resini flea, becomes proof against the action ot i.i i hi ai. at U1COI1U1. J.

111S SU1UUOI1 UU11CB W1U1 MIC most brilliant colors. How. to Cure Snake-Bite. Savannah News. William Musselwhite, who lives about ten miles northwest of Tateville, while cutting oats on last Friday, was bit by a large rattlesnake.

He was bit on the leg, just above the shoe quarter, only one of the snake's fangs entering his leg. The snake was immediately killed and bis head cut off and the cut end bound to the bit place. This was done by Mr. Musselwhite himself. His mother being present, she cut off one or two more pieces from near the snake's head and also bound them to the bit place.

It is said that Mr. M. ate about one pound of to bacco and drank one quart of whisky, He is yet alive and is improving very fast, and it is thought by those who have seen him that he will soon be able to go to work. The snake measured five feet long and sported seven rattles. American Tea.

tf. Albuquerque Journal. There grows in the sage-brush and de sert lands of Nevada and Utah a shrub called by the Indians "Tempah," which when made into an infusion, can not be distinguished in taste from the Chinese tea. It is a blood purifier, aid Indians and whites use it lor medicine, many of the miners of Eastern Nevada have acquired a taste for it, and prefer it to the tea oi tne stores, its enect is a mua stimulation, about the same as is produc ed by tea or coffee, and nj harmful or injurious enects ioiiow its use. Toilet Talk.

Wash in rain water if possible. It softens the skin, and needs but little soap. Bathe the face and hands every even ing with milk, and rub with lemon. This prevents sunburn. Do not ninch the handsup in hot mos nuelaire kid gloves.

The silk ones or lace will look as well, are as fashionable and twice as comfortable. Do not lace unless you wish to suffer untold misery, or wear tight slippers or shoes. Wear suppers whenever you can as they are always the cooiest. Wash the front hair in soap and water every evenmg Deiore reunng. ium operation keeps it dry and gives it a crisp look.wnicn enect is aomucu buucui after and if the hair becomes uncurled it will not hang limp on the foreheacu -1 Wear shields under the sleeves of every dress, and if you perspire much between the shoulders, place a square of flannel next to the skin.

This absorbs the perspiration and also keeps the body from the danger of sudden drafts. Do not use paint or powder if the weather is warm, for it is almost sure to be observed. A light application of rice powder several times a day will keep the face from becoming glossy, and will also cool the skin. Towder hands and neck also. How th Producing Districts Near Los Angeles are Being Developed.

A reporter from the Los Angeles Times prints th following interview with Mr. Sutherland Hutton, an old resident of that county: Reporter. What extent of country 1b there likely to produce oil Mr. Hutton. There are about 200 miles, bo far as known, extending from Newhallto Santa Barbara and beyond, from a mile to fifty miles in width, if one can judge from surface indications in the shape of oil springs.

The general character of the country is extremely rough and broken, being a section of displaced strata, in some cases standing almost on edge being composed of alter nate of sandstone and shale, with an oc casional limestone strata. The forma- ion is mostly in the Miocene age, as shown by the fossils found there. "What is the quality of the oil "The oil on the surface, coming from the springs, is generally a heavy, black, dead oil, but in places, as ontheSespe. oil claim, the surface oil reaches as high in density as 30 degrees." How are the lighter and more valuable oils produced?" "By boring deep wells. It has been found that the oil gets lighter as the wells go down, the quality reaching as high a grade as 40 per cent at San Fer nando, and still higher at Santa Paula The shallow wells give a fine lubricator but if put down, say 1,000 feet, the oil would be of the quality used in the manufacture of illuminating oil." Will you please name the localities developed in the oil district?" "Thcv are the San Fernando.

Camulos. Little Sespe or Santa Paula, and Santa Barbara. The San Fernando may be said to be developed, and the others only partially In the first four districts oil has been struck, and I know of no in stance in the oil belt where by boring they have tailed to Btrike on." "What Dlaces are selected generally in which to begin the work of drilling, near or at the surface springs "There is no 'wild-catting' in this coun try, nor will there be for many years to mi. i i. come.

J. lie lucauuu uiuy uut ue particularly selected." "What are the dimcuities met witn in drilling in these districts?" "They are many and in the formation principally in the caving. I know of 1 1 "11 1 1 1 one case wnere a aruier iobi nis enure set of tools in the well, and was still able to case it and had a good producing pro perty. Another trouble is the expense incurred in getting the DroDer machinery from Pennsylvania. This is a very seri ous consideration, which I hope will soon be obviated.

"How much does it cost here to put down a well "Much depends on the driller, but on an average a wen oi i.uuu teet win cost from $5,000 to $7,000. Some wells, of course, will cost less, and in time, as the country is better understood, the above figures will be greativ reduced. "About how much is a flowing well worth?" "A well that will flow or pump, say 50 barrels per day, being well tested, is worth $1 00,000, provided the owner has sufficient lee room to operate in, thus preventing others from sinking near the well and sucking it dry." "How is the oil transported to mar ket?" "By pipe lines and tank care, made for the purpose. At present the company operating at Santa Paula are laying a pipe line four inches in diameter to San Buenaventura, a distance of sixteen miles. The Facinc UU tJompany nave alreadv a two-inch line sixteen miles in length, through which all the oil pro duced in the Ban a ernj noo is transported to the railroad and run in tank cars to the refinery at Newhall." "What is done with most oi the on nroduced "Some of it goes to the cities and towns on the coast to make gas a part is distilled to make illuminating oils.

It is bting used extensively in this city as a fuel, and at the Colton Lime Works. I hear a contract has been made by the Pacific Oil Comnany with a smelting company in the Globe District of Arizona for 1,000 barrels a month, to take the place of coke as fuel." "What is your opinion of the use to be made of the petroleum prouucea in Southern California?" "It is undoubtedly the coming fuel, as it is the best, most economical and perfectly safe. In that case Los Angeles would derive great benefit from its pro duction, but I do not hesitate to say that I believe that Los Angeles would become the great manufacturing town of the Pacific coast. We have every facility for transportion our mountains are full of low grade ore and other minerals of val ue. which, bv the aid of this cheap fuel ran De worKeo to irreiu prum.

jxu iuc 1 1 A ll All raw Droducts will be put in market here. and in a few years Los Angeles will take her stand with Pittsburg or Cincinnati as a manufacturing center." How Saving They Were. Rosella Rice in the Household. And then some of the women cot to telling how saving they were. One would ravel old carpet to weave over, and one would cut up old ingrain into carpet rags.

Another made her dolman out of her husband's overcoat, one of the kind of coats with wings like a dol man. Another wore her husband's fine boots that were too email for him, anoth her husband's hat which had been very much admired, another made her son's hose in summer time out of the legs of her own. cut off and rounded at tne toes. another made all her own essences and baking nowders at home with a great saving, another made liniment out of spirits of turpentine and kerosene, another mended tin ware and broken dishes herself, another cut and made all the men's clothes, and so on and so on. Really, we did feelquite proud of the American women.

Why, what general' ship she ha I What a wonderful talent for strategy and economizing and mak ing ends meet I Batter Air for the Bed-Boom. Boston Btdget The habit of opening the windows onlv at the bottom is a most unwise one Doctor Mary Walker, Tension oflloa clerk, In a room with twenty Females hard at work, 8ys the whole caboodle Ought to burn like witches. 11 they don't abandon Fettiooats for breeches. Pension office females Get upon their ear-Will not ipeak to Mary Think It very queer They must be Insulted At their daily labor By the vulgar talk 01 their cranky neighbor. Mary, very huffy, Vows she will get square Breaks into the boudoir Wkero those females are, Very deshabille Doing up their switches, Gives them all hysterics Looking at her breeches.

Indiana Dudley Hears about the fuss, Swears he'll bounce the Doctor For making such a muss; Asks her resignation, Hears from her in person, loses all his hair And seeds a fortnight's nursln'. Doctor Mary Walker, 1'oHsion since clerk, BUU site with the twenty Females hard at work; Gives them all the go-by SayB "You homely wltchts, What do you think now Of Mary Walker's breeches -N. Y. World. THE WAY IT HAPPENED.

Illustrated World. I was Bitting in my study, reading Moliere, when she entered the room-perfectly unannounced at that. I looked up, and saw an angel in white nun's veiling, jaunty little blue hat, about the size of a saucer, tipped to one side in a most bewitchingly heartbreaking manner and she wore cream-colored kids, and carried a white pongee taken all in all, a fairy 1 She Bmiled at me, and held out her hand. I took it mechanically. What did this mean? She pouted ah those cheny lips! and stamped her little No.

2 impatiently on the floor. "You don't seem very glad to see me," she said, pettishly. I murmured that I was delighted entranced So I was such visions were not of every-day occurrence with me. "Well," said she, gleefuliy," that's a comfort! Now they told me that you wouldn't receive me that I would be turned out of doors." "Reptiles!" said I. "But I came and you're not angry?" "Angry I could say no more.

Then she walked up and down the room. "How do you like my dress?" she asked, revolving before me as if on a pivot. I murmured something about "angelic Buperbness!" "I did intend," she said, half doubtfully, "to get a dress ol gray cashmere, with the under-skirt trimmed with deep plaitingthe spaces to be filled with bias folds above the plaitings in a band of silk the over-skirt cut square the side gores rounded up four inches, and finished with a bow the back breadth twelve inches longer, and looped up into atournure. That, with a pretty little sacque with open sleeves, trimmed to match the under-dress, would be nice, wouldn't it?" I murmured an unqualified assent- not that I nnderrtood what she was talk ing about, for she uttered the full de-scrintion in one breath; but then I didn't know what I was saying. "But," said she, "I bought this nun's veiling because I liked it.

Don't you "I admire your taste," I said faintly; for I was fast losing my senses, though wondering as to who and what she was. "You're a dear, good fellow 1" said she, rapturously "and 1 know we'll get on famously together 1" So I she intended to stay here! I was getting into very deep water "Now, then," she continued, "show me some place to put my things, and then you and I will have a talk." I mechanically pointed out a small room opening out of the library. She hurried in. I sat like a statue carved from adamant. Deeper water Presently she returned, divested of little hat, pongee and kids.

Dainty and iaunty as the little bat was, it never could be such a head-dress ad that curly black head of hair; and the bare hand was certainly prettier and its dimples showed better than when gloved. I could not speak I only looked She cast a searching glance around the library. "Horrid dirty 1" she said, disdainfully, "When has it been cleaned?" "About a year ago." I said meekly. She gave utterance to a pretty little scream. "A year? Shocking! Oh, I couldn't sit down in a room that hasn't been cleaned for a year I This must be put to rights." She said this in a very determined tone, and then, set to work.

She con vArtad mv linen coat into an apron: tied a cunning little handkerchief over that pretty head, and snatching up the fly duster, dusted away valiantly raising a cloud of dust, in which I sat gazing on lue Vision. nai aiu an imo wean 1 1 consulted Moliere my standard authority, but Moliere' could give no explanation Could she be an angel, sent torast a ray over the discovery, but my duty was plain. "My dear cmici. said l. numbly, "will you nave the Kindness to miorm me what your name is?" Ene opened nei eyes, ana men laugnea.

"Whv." she said, surely you cannot have forgotten me? Little Bess, you know." "Little Bess?" I repeated. "Bessie Ludlow," she said, gravely. "Your niece." "No," said I sadly "not my niece. I have no niece. There has been some error.

My name is Floyd." "Then," said she, ''you are my uncle Mr. Eichard Flovd. I saw the name on the door, and so I came in. Now you do remember me, don't you?" "Sorry to disappoint you, Miss Ludlow siid calmly, "but I am not your uncle. You saw the name 'B.

Floyd' on the door my name is Robert." "Then," she said, helplessly, where is my uncle-?" I felt bound to confess my ignorance, whereat she looked incredulous. 1 ex plained that, strange as it might seem, I did not know everybody personally who happened to rejoice in tne same surname as myself. "But," I said, cheerfully, seeing her look blank, "we can soon Una out. ilere is a directory. Now, your uncle's name is Richard Floyd?" "Yes." "His occupation, or profession "Eh?" "What does he do for a living?" "Nothing.

He's rich awful rich "Ah a gentleman Behold two Richard Floyds th gentlemen. Let us hope they are Now get ready, and we II go and find your She stood by my side tne street, and looked ten times more bewitching th an ver We walked along th streets, and how my male friends stared, and wondered, and envied me We found the hrst Mr. i loyd just step ping into his carriage, in front of his nouse. Jtie was uip, pompous anu vuigur, I tanned bim on tne shoulder. "Your niece, Mr.

Floyd," I said, and I commenced to explain, when he cut me short. "Nothing of the kind! not my niece An adventuress, no doubt! You're a swindler. I suppose Drive on 1 inwardly vowed to assassinate that man some dark night. My companion emailed her Doneee fiercely. "Oh, I could beat him 1" she said, savagely.

I trembled at this outburst. "But however," she said, laughing, "that's not my uncle. He's a very quiet man. 1 saw him about eleven years ago, He only came to see me oncer-I suppose because I am a poor relation." Here she laughed, as if being a poor relation was something funny which it isn't. Then we tried the second Mr.

Floyd he was the uncle. We found him reading a book of sermons. I accosted him, introduced myself and his niece, then I explained everything, and turned to go. He stopped me and inquired if I would do him a lavor. I answered that I would.

"Then," said he. calmly, "take this young lady and put her in the rars. I desire her to return immediately to Cedar Farm." "Uncle!" said she. "Niece said he. "Do as I bid you I am vour only friend.

Don't make me your enemy by foolishnes. Stay at Cedar Farm, and I am your friend leave Cedar Farm, and you may regret i uo We went. jJShe sobbed. (Looked prettier than ever.l "I can't go back she wailed. "They don't know I left; I'm afraid to co back." "Then, said "wnat win you aor- i a Mi 1 nit "1 don't know," sne saia, aenantiy, "But I won't eo back 1" I found myself in a nice predicament young lady, aet 18, on my hands, a bachelor, aet 30.

What was to do A sudden thoueht I would! "My dear." said "I will take care of you." "You!" (Astonished. and nrettier.i "Yes, Marry me. Instead of iny niece, be my wife 1 Will you She could not eivean answer imme diately. Such important questions require deliberation. She was silent for tw minutes, and then she said "I like you." "Bless you said I.

"And you want some one to take care of you?" "I do?" "I will marry you, for that roomisn'i half dusted." She was angelic 1 She was an angel I embraced the angel i.