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heart rose to her mouth; he was her old master's son, with all his faults and sins, and she would have shielded him with her life.

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to wait for, for the figure had nearly emitted his last spark. Mr. Baker, rather in fear still, perplexed, and outrageously angry, threw out

Don't open the door," softly cried Tom Bra- his arms in the dark, but only succeeded in bazon, from the stairs.

Between the light inside and the darkness out, combined with her own flurry, Mrs. Butter could see absolutely nothing. A form in a hat, as of a short, stout man, at last made itself dimly visible to her, but he seemed to be standing with his back to the window; at least, she could discern no features.

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grasping one: the rest eluded him. That one was George Paradyne. Mrs. Butter, in a state of fury, came out with her tale.

"I'll cane you at all events," said Mr. Baker to his captive. "Come with me."

"I have not done anything," said George. "I don't know now what has happened." “I'll teach you, you vagabond, what has hap

What do you please to want, sir?" she called pened," stuttered Mr. Baker, still further exasout, deeming it well to be civil. perated by the assumption of ignorance, which he entirely disbelieved. “Come along."

Instead of making any answer, the glass was rapped at again, more peremptorily than before. Mrs. Butter drew the casement open; it had upright iron bars on the outside, so there was no danger that anybody could make his way in.

"What is it?" she asked.

He marshalled George Paradyne away to the hall, holding his jacket collar. Every boy had got back before them. About twenty were in the fray, and Mr. Baker had not distinguished one. They were seated sedately at their evenBut still the man never spoke; and now that ing lessons now, in common with the rest, and her eyes were getting accustomed to the dark-not to be distinguished. The angry master got ness, she saw that he had no face, or, if he had a face, it was enveloped and hidden from view. A disagreeable feeling, as of some vague fear, stole over her.

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'One single moment, Mr. Baker, before you strike me," said George Paradyne. "I declare that I was not in this. I knew nothing of it:

"What is it, sir, I ask? Wont you please to I was going to Mr. Henry's for my usual readwhat you want?"

Mr.

All in a moment, without warning, the man burst into a blaze. Blazed up as if he had been coated with pitch or stuffed with gunpowder, and had suddenly caught fire. Mrs. Butter, nearly beside herself with terror, darted back from the window, uttering scream upon scream. For some little time all was confusion. Henry, and Tom Brabazon, the one brought from his room by the cries, the other forgetting his needful privacy, came out of doors, each with a bucket of water. But the burning man, who appeared to have arrived on an iron barrow, was suddenly wheeled to a safe spot off the premises, and a set of gleeful savages were dancing and shouting round him, while he blazed away. Tom Brabazon stole indoors again.

Need you be told that this was the work of the college boys? It was the "jolly lark" hinted at by Jones minor to Miss Rose. They had made a straw figure, introducing a modieum of gunpowder, and fired it before Mother Butter's eyes for her especial edification.

ing when I came upon the blaze. Surely they will tell you I was not in it! They never do let me join in anything."

Mr. Baker paused, cane in air. George Paradyne had certainly been amidst the throng: he did not believe that he was not joining in the mischief.

"I was not in it, indeed, sir; I had but run up when you came. I was asking what it was." 'Who was in it, if you were not?" asked Mr. Baker. "You saw."

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"I saw some of them."

"Tell me who they were. I shall cane you if you don't."

George looked round on the boys, as if to say, “Will none of you exculpate me?" They dropped their eyes on their books, and made no response. "I shall cane you, Paradyne, if you don't tell."

"I can't help it, sir. I will not tell."

He took his punishment, a very severe one. Pulling his jacket on his stiff and aching arms, when it was over, he once more looked at the lot as he went out. And the boys, in their heart of hearts, felt that George Paradyne, the despised, was made of nobler stuff than they.

Dancing, howling, shouting, the boys did not see the approach of Mr. Baker until he was close upon them. He had happened to be passing within view, and ran up in terror. They were. took flight then; and indeed there was nothing

(To be continued.)

"L'individu est un être incomplet: il s'acheve par l'amour."

Weibchen mein, have you forgotten

That old summer long ago,
When I first came down to Wotton,
With a purpose that you know,
How you tried to teach me German-
Herder's prose and Schiller's plays?
Well! I should have learned a sermon,
Learning paid-in many ways.

O that stern, reproachful finger'
O that dull" Laokoon !"
When I weakly strove to linger,
You were urgent to go on;
And, my wise Minerva-Hebe,

Why did you pretend to care,
If I loitered over "Licbe”—

If I mouthed out "immermehr?"

All the art I gained of Lessing
Fades beside your figure there--
One white hand my shoulder pressing,
Warm breath wandering on my hair;

Me not all your gentle learning

Me not all your pains could teach, Whilst my truant thoughts went turning To the speaker from the speech. Weibchen mein, can you unravel

From the golden-woven hours
All our dreams of foreign travel-
All our longings-mine and yours?
Oh, the routes we traced together,

Southern palms to northern pines,
Roman marsh and Scottish heather,
Tuscan tombs and Spanish vines!

That old myth of Plato's coining,

How it used to make you laugh!
All those cloven creatures pining,
Craving each its other half!
I want, now, your vision mystic,
Fanciful, acute, intense;

Your fine fibre, all artistic,

That controls my common-sense;

There! I am a Goth-I know it,
"Unbelieving as a Jew,"
You-half-angel and half-poet,
Learned, "yet a woman too;”-
Weibchen mein, do not deride me
If I cannot see so clear

That I want you here beside me-
That I know I need you, dear!

You, by whom, I-morbid thinker,
Doubtful 'twixt the grave and ground-
Front Life like a Grecian drinker,

Half-immortal, violet-crowned;
You, who shook the sloth within me,

Found the force that underlies;
You, whose purpose did begin me,
Looking through your earnest eyes;
You, demurest, tenderest teacher,
Under each, yet over all;
Daintiest doctor, soundest preacher-
Partly Portia, partly Paul;
You, who make mute me a singer

To the music of your life,
Saint at once and armor-bringer-
Intermingled muse and wife!

KAVADISKA.

FROM AN OLD LEGEND.

BY THE LATE JOHN A. DORGAN.

They lay in heaps upon the barren plain, With shivered weapons clutched in strenuous hands,

And death in pallid visages of pain,

The chosen of many lands.

The water of Life I sprinkled them upon;
They rose up shuddering, and answered me:
"By Kavadiska was our strength undone;
Oh, follow her not, but flee!"

"Oh, feeble fools!" I answered angrily;

"Oh, cowards, whom a woman vanquisheth!
Be life for us; but this for such as ye:"
I poured the water of Death.

So came I to her castle stately and old,
And entered in the tapestried banquet hall,

And lo! her sword leapt in its scabbard of gold
Upon the storied wall.

I understood the omen, and straight, with speed
Running, took down the charmed falchion dread
Out of its gemmy scabbard, as decreed,
Leaving my own instead.

Then entered Kavadiska full of wrath,

And snatching that changed weapon suddenly, Cried, as she leapt to bar my onward path, "Draw; thou must fight with me!"

We fought. The sword was broken in her hand; She dashed the golden hilt upon the floor. "My love," she cried, "whom I cannot withstand

My love forevermore!"

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THE PEPLUM POINTED BODICE.-Made of dark | the same material, edged on one side with black purple gros-grain silk. High bodice with a soutache and on the other with long jet grelots; basque, lengthened on either side into two long it is fastened in front with buttons of black enpeplum points, and trimmed with cross strips of amel.

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TRICOT VESTE FOR A LITTLE GIRL.Materials, for the Centre: 4 oz. of mauve, claret, or light blue, 3 ply fleecy, a long tricot needle, the stem of which measures No. 7 bell gauge. For the Border: one skein of white fleecy and two skeins of Partridge wool, Walker's crochet needle No. 1, and one dozen of buttons.

This veste is commenced at the back of the waist and increased at both sides to the shoulders, working in the ordinary tricot stitch.

The Centre.-Commence with the colored fleecy, and make a chain of 6 stitches.

1st row-Miss the last chain, *, put the needle into the next stitch, and bring the wool through in a loop on the needle; repeat from * until there are six loops on the needle. And to "work back," take the wool on the needle and bring it the then take up through the last loop of the 6; wool and bring it through two of the loops at a time, until there is only one left on the needle. 2d row-Keep the loop on the needle, and put the needle into the upright loop or rib next the one which forms the edge; bring the wool through in a loop, when there will be 2 loops on the needle *; put the needle into the next upright loop, and bring the wool through; repeat from until there are 6 loops, then work back, as in the first row.

3d row. Take up the wool and bring it through the last loop on the needle, to form an ordinary chain stitch; then put the needle into the first upright loop or rib of the second row and bring the wool through, when there will be 2 loops on the needle *, put the needle into the next upright stitch, bring the wool through and repeat from *, until there are 6 loops on the needle, then to increase a stitch put the needle into the wool between the two last stitches, and bring the wool through as before; then put the needle into the last stitch and bring the wool through. Work back as in the 1st row.

Repeat the second and third rows that is, increasing 2 stitches every alternate row until 20 rows in all are worked.

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Work 3 rows without shaping, then raise the loops as before. Take a piece of wool and make 6 chain stitches with it, then raise these 6 stitches so as to add them to the last row of the neck; work back; and to form the front of the veste, work 34 rows of the same stitch, decreasing one stitch at the beginning of every 6th row. This finishes the right front.

To Shape the Left Shoulder.-Commence in the 11th stitch of those left at the back, and raise the remaining 21 loops. Work back. Work 5 rows, decreasing a stitch at the beginning of each row; then 3 rows without shaping, and at the end of the last row make 6 chain, raise 6 loops on it, and continue the row as usual.

For the left front work 34 rows, decreasing a stitch at the end of every 6th row.

The Border.-1st row-Use the white wool, and work a row of plain crochet all round the outer side of the veste, putting the needle into the second stitch from the edge of the work, so as to leave a selvedge at the back.

2d row-Use the Partridge wool, and work a plain row on the selvedge of the veste, keeping the white row in the front.

3d row- -With Partridge wool work a plain row on the last row.

4th row

-Use the same color as the veste; for the points, make 4 chain, and in the first stitch of these 4 chain work 4 treble; then on the third row, miss 1 and work 1 plain; repeat these points.

5th row-White wool; 1 chain and 1 plain on each point.

6th row-Partridge wool; 3 chain, miss 1, and 1 plain; repeat. Work this border on the inner side of the veste.

The Band.-With the white wool make a chain the size of the waist, and work a row of treble crochet; then work a plain round on both sides with the Partridge wool, then, with the same color as the veste, work a round of 3 chain, miss 1, and 1 plain.

The Pocket.-Use the same color as the veste. Then work 14 rows as the third row-that is, Make 14 chain, and work in the tricot stitch a increasing every row.

To Shape the Right Shoulder.-1st row-Work on the last row, and raise 21 loops as in the second row, then work back.

2d row.-Work as the last, but at the end of the row take the 2 last stitches of the 21 together and work them as one stitch, so as to decrease it for the neck.

strip of seven inches, then 7 rows, decreasing a stitch at the beginning and end of each row. Fold this in the shape, and join the sides together.

Work the border round the edge, make two straps the same as the waistband, and attach them to it and to the pocket. Sew the fronts and back of the veste to the waistband, leaving

Work 4 rows more, decreasing at the end of the edge row in the front.

each.

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