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Apothessries’ Hall, Charlottetown, P.E.1. January 23, 1861. 18m

Summer Valley FARM FOR SALE.

A Rare Chance seldom to be met with.

Te be Sold, the Leasehold Interest of

the ubove beautiful FARM, containing about

120 acres of the best land in Prince Edward Island, fronting on the St. Peter's Road, and also on the Hillsborough River, within ten chains of Appletree Wharf, and eight miles from Charlottetown by the road or by the river, subject to the yearly rent of | only £5 Js., or about tenpeuce currency of this Is- | land by the acre, for a term of 999 years; nearly 80 acres thereof is cleared, dyked, fenced and under cultivation, covered with crop consisting of Wheat. Barley, Outs, Potatoes, Taruips, Buckwheat, Kc. ; the residue is covered with excellent timber (hard. wood and soft} of every usefal description; there is | a comfortable and commodious Dwelling House, J2 « 25 feet, with a frost pet Cellar underneath, capable of containiog nearly 2000 bushels potatoes,

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——sOLETERATURE. |

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| THE SPIRIT OF THE PRESS.

From the dust and gloom of a basement room, Mid rollers, and wheels, and banda,

| Where the pressman watches his busy loom,

With inky face and hands ;

| Where the teeming press with shuddering throe, To the living page gives birth,

| Each shiver and jar felt wide and far

Over the buay earth ;

| From the dust and gloom of this noisy room

Flashes a spirit bright ;

! O'er mountain and lea, o'er land and sea,

Winging ite arrowy flight.

| O’er land and sea, o'er mountain and lea,

A motley burden it bears ;

| Freedom for slaves, and bonds for the free,

Bright hopes and sickening fears. Many an eye as it comes looks bright

| .That will dim when its tale is told; | Hearts beating high, as ite wings fiash by, Grow suddenly still and cold;

Phe blushing cheek fond secrets speak, As it whispers a loved one’s name ;

Burst forth in consuming flame.

Down the busy street, trod by hurrying feet, It speeds on lightning wings,

And a few too busy to stop and greet The tidings that it brings;

At the brokers’ board it utters a word That pales their cheeks with fright ;

| Whispers freedom nigh, and the exile’s eye With sudden joy is bright.

By the dungeon drear it lingers to hear The captive patriot’s groan,

Then blows a blast that shakes with fegr The despot on bis throne.

O’er her baby's soft sleep the young wife keeps Her watch at evening gray—

In the glowing embers tracing the face Of the dear one far away,

Where the wild waves dash with thundering crash Upon the frozen shore,

Where the dying prayer, and the shriek of despair Are drowned by the tempest's roar;

Sadly and slowly does the Spirit go The young wife’s home to seek,

And the scalding tears from a widow's eyes Fall on an orphan cheek,

O'er mountain and lea, o'er land and sea, It spreads with arrowy flight; And the earth is fanned by its freshening wing,

And glows in its spreading light ; The owls and the bats with startled cry Whirl off to their caverns drear; Ignorance flies with averted eyes,

And Tyranny cowers in fear: The clanking chain is burst in twain, And myriad voices bless The generous heart and mighty arm Of the Spirit of the Press. ee

MISS FYFE’S ADVENTURE.

It was at a Ramsgate boarding-house, and |

with a convenient Draw Well at the door; a large | her maid, for the season, and my wife aud i lin hie b soon became quite intimate, so that after a|'98 °° bed; so L put out the lamp, and/| in his breast-pocket.

Barn, with Stables, Cowhouses, Granary, wiz, cart | and harness House, pig and sheep Houses complete, with a walled Cellar underneath the Barn which

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ume Miss Fyfe spent most of ber evenings

| stay all night at your house, and get back the

| fast.’

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; said aloud,

‘If you had only written to say you were | He burst into a great roar of laughter, you and ‘first thing ia the morning in time for break-| coming, I would have sat up for you,’ I| and slapped his leg again.

full dress evening suit that I’ve got on!’

me be reasonable, now,’ he said;

‘Why, it’s my |* let us come te terms. I'll give you back | humanity; for the

| the spoons, and the plate, and ,

| The manifest delight with which this} ‘ 1 wanted to give you a pleasant surprise,’ he exclaimed ; ‘ and I thought I looked quite} ‘ Not if you were to give back what you | proposition was received by the two girls only | he replied with a grin, ‘ Are you going to | fascinating in it. Well, if you wont have have stolen to the uttermost farthing, would

| served to confirm it, 0 it was finally arrang- ,ed that they should not return till morning, |The cart was just turning the corner of the | lane when it came into my mind for the first | time, that Fred being also away, I should | have to apend the night alone in Ivy Lodge; and I remewbered further, that I had in the house a considerable sem of money, which | bad drawn from the bank on the previous day for a certain purpose, and which was still lying untouched upstairs.

The feeling was not a comfortable one at the moment ; but | am not naturally a nerv- ous woman, and [ soon banished the subject from my miod as one not worthy of such consideration. Besides Wolf, a large house- dog, would be protection enough for one night; aad I determined to release him from his chain at dusk, and let him have the run of the premises. Then, again, who was tv know I had been at the bank on the previous day, and still had the money in the house? So [ went indoors, feeling as cheerful as usual, and made myself a comfortable tea, after ‘that, sat working for an hour or two; and {then feeling the need of a change, put my sewing away, and took up a book which Fred bad brought me from Westbury a few days before. It was The Night-side of Nature, @ volume with which you are prob- ably acquainted. Situated as I was, having to pass u night by myself ina lonely country- house, it was, with its strange narratives of apparations and ghostly appearances, one of the worst books 1 could have chosen to read before going to bed. I was not long in per- ceiving this, but the fascination of the sub- ject was such that I could not quit it; and I read on quickly, leaf after leaf, till 1 had got balf through the book, when looking up | was surprised to find that the fire was nearly out, and the clock on the point of

twelve. [ shut the book, and rose at once to go to bed. How about Wolf? I said to myself, *Shall | go and release him, or

leave him chained to his kennel ? I would have him indoors for the aight, only [ knew he would do wothing bat scamper up and

4 down stairs till morning, and put sleep en- But the question was quickly decided for

tirely out of the question. I opened the door of the passage leading

leasing the dog, but at the same moment [

me, such as | had never experienced before, |

and & strange disioclination to move out of | the lighted parlour into the darker parts of | the house. I sat down again in my chair to argue the point with myself, aad prove to wyself the absurdity of my fears. This | did quite conclusively and ia a very short time, but nevertheless | determined not to) go and release Wolf. ‘I have had a slight} cold for the last two days,’ I said to myself, |

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ao longer ago than last summer, that my |‘ 2d it would not be advisable for me to go| I conducted him into my study, opened my wife and I first made the acquaintance of 0! Of this warm room into the nighteair.’ | escritoire, | Miss Fyfe.

to the yard door with the intention of re- | ws pay our visit to that little foom on the

felt a sudden nervous tremor shoot through |

| get up.’

| ‘Presently. Just step outside that door i for a moment, while I put on a few clothes.’ | ‘None of your tricks, now!’ he said | roughly, *’cos I won't stand ’em.’

| ‘You are forgetting your manners, sir, to & lady.

* Well, you're a cool hand, anyhow?’ So saying, he went outside the door, holding it, however, carefully both with hand and foot, while | hurried on my clothes.

I began by this time to feel rather more alarmed than at first, but still L thought it would never do to show it; to treat such a mau with polite audacity, if my nerves would ouly carry me through the ¢ontest, was evidently the best plan [ could adopt.

‘ T am at your service,’ I said in a couple of minutes or so.

‘Then light your candle, and go down stairs, you in front, me behind, But first band me over that gimcrack wateh of yours : I always had a fancy for a lady’s ticker.’

‘ You must be careful not to turn the key more than six times, when you wind it up, or you may break the spring,’ 1 said, hand- ing him with an inward sigh my watch and chain,

Now that the candle was lighted, I was able to see more clearly what the fellow was like. Both bands and face were thoroughly blackened, and his head was further disguised with a rough flaxen wig andafurcap He wore a thick woollen comforter round his neck, and a capacious top-coat concealed the rest of his person. I determined to keep both eyes and ears open, to note any little peculiarity, either of voice or person, which might afterwards aid we in identifying him. [t seemed to me unaccountable, that on that night of all others, when for the first time since my arrival at Ivy Lodge I happened to have anything like a large sum of money io the house, [ should have :o entertain such a visitor, It was almost hoping against hope, but still it was just possible that he might not be aware of my visit to the bank, and might not find the money in his search.

;me, When we reached the foot of the stairs, | [ going first, and the man following closely | behind me, he said, ‘Stop a moment. Let |

left, where you keep your books, and where there's a ’an’some rosewood desk, in which, at the present moment, there's two hundred pounds in good money —seventy in sovereigns and the remainder in flimseys- -numberg all | koown, no doubt, but still iudisposuble in the proper quarter.’

How in the name of goodgess—or bad- ness—had he obtained such precise informa- tion ?

| me, you won't: there's no forcing an obstin-

ate woman, But let us have a drop more | shall remaia till I see those wrists of yours evil,

a wine, instead; there’s more where this | come from, L suppose.’

| ‘Yes, plenty more in the cellar.’

| * Then to the cellar we'll adjourn. Gosh ! but it’s prime stuff to stir a fellow's blood. Take a candle, and lead the way, if you please."

Taking a candle in one hand,and my bunch

closely in my rear. The wine cellar was reached by descending a steep flight of stone stairs, which opened out of a passage leading to the kivchen. At the top of this flight of stairs was a slight door, partly made of glass; and at the foot of the stairs was an- other and a stronger door, usually kept locked. Having descended the stairs, still holding the lighted candio, 1 unlocked the luwer door, aud we both entered the cellar, a small vaulted apartment, just high enough for a man to stand upright in. | pointed to the various ranges of bottles, and said to Mr. Black: * Pick and choose where you please. ‘That row close to the floor is all port; suit you best.’

* Couldn’t improve oa that last lot. But [ say, mum, it wouldn’t be amiss for me to carry away a couple of bottles, if ha, ha !— you wouldn’t think it too great a liberty ; and I'll crack another up stairs before I go.’

* You have such a polite way of making your wishes known,’ I said, ‘that I find it impossible to refuse you.’

Chuckliog to himself, he bent down to pick out some bottles from the lower tier ; While he was thus stooping I gave him a sudden push witb all the strength of my two hands, which sent him crashing head first among the bottles ; and before he knew what had happened, or could recover himself in the least, I had blown out the candle, and rushing to the staircase, had pulled to and double-locked the door behind me. In doing this, [ had acted entirely without forethought, and on the impulse of the moment, without at all calculating the consequences to which it might lead; and I now sank down oa the stairs in the dark with a heart that beat as though it must burst its bonds. Mr. Black quickly picked himself up, with many oatis, from amoug the broken bottles, and tumbled towards the door, ‘ What fool’s trick is this? he shouted through the keyhole. ‘Open the door, you hog,or I} murder you when I get our!’ But [ had struggled up the stairs, and was away in the kitchen by this time, where { quickly relighted my can- die. Leaving the candle for a moment, I hurried to the back door, and unfastening

There was nothing for it but to obey, so}

and quietly handed him the!

it, called, at first gently, and then Jouder, for Wolf; but hearing no growl of recogni- tion, or joyful bark in reply, [ hastened as fast as L could across the yard to his ken-

She was staying there, with | ‘aving found so reasonable an excuse for| money. He counted it over with 3 complai-|"@!; and there, by the faint light of the ,

myself, [ determined no longer to delay go- | sant chuckle, and then put it carefully away | stars, saw my poor dog lying dead and cold

lighted my bed-room candle without further |

‘ Now, thié is what I calls a comfortable |

oe yo ad ‘ agli oom. 8 ‘ ‘ape | Perley; and carryingin my hand a little) way of doing business,’ he said ; * no fuss, no | ; will hold over 600 bushels turnips; the whol an ta rm seaabuaies as | tisane, which I had compounded for myself| bother, no cries nor tears—business-like and | al aflame with batred of the man ; the loss travelled much, both at home and abroad, #8 # sovereign remedy for a cold in the head, | proper. I hate folk that snivel and bawi,|°! my poor favourite touched my feelings and had hived up rich stores of information , proceeded slowly and cautiously, for the | sod always foal inclined to give ‘ems quict sa ya ae rt oe : re cad of and experience, which she wae always will- influence of the book IL had been reading) tap on the head. Ifeverybody was as sen- . plate had a : and with the dread of ing to draw upon for the benefit of her, WS still strongly upon me, and I found it) sible as you, mum, our trade would be aj‘ wretch swallowed up in a great measure

snugly sheltered from the north und west by a} oeautiful grove of hardwood reserved for that pur | pose. This Farm possesses many peculiar advan- tagesequalled by none else on the miver—command

ing & picturesque view of the city and harbor ot | Charlottetown ; there is neither bil! ner swamp nor a foot of useless or inferior land on its whole sur-

face. From ite contiguity te vast deposits of muscle |

mad and other manures in the said river, and a re

servoir near the shore, in which, with little labour, | with gray hair, a strong resolute face, and | Second or third step in my upward progress, | * ! ean be collected und depositedany required quantity | large gray eyes, full of vivacity and humour. and glance back fearfully over my shoulder | for {'m expecting company next week, and

of seaweed which floats in abundauce into the cove | and along the shore of said tarm every autumn. The whole of said farm can be manured therefrom.

And from its contiguity to the said wharf, a ready market is always open for the disposal of all the products thereof, the undersigned having often shipped 500 basheis therefrom in one day, und fre- | quently £100 worth during the fall shipping. A | more protitable, comfortable or commodious location for a gentleman or a good farmer cannot well be found throughoutthe Island. The termesof sale will be liberal, and made known on application to the | Honorable Dasirt Bresay, Charlottetown, or the | owner ot the premises, where plans of the same |

can be seen. FRANCIS McQUAID. tf

&th September, 1862.

“¢ Warblington ” for Sale. | ypeat desirable property, belonglng to

James WILsox, ., consisting of 36 acres of | LAND, in a high state of cultivation, a very con- | venient DWELLING HOUSE and ollices, a good GARDEN, and an extensive and valuable OR- CHARD.

This Property has a water front, and is distant from the City only a few minutes walk. As a gen- tleman's residence, Warblington is unrivalled by | any property in taeIsland. Apply to Wau. DODD, | Auctioneer, or to the subscriber,

THOMAS PETHICK.

Charlottetown, April 28, 1862.

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FOR IMMEDIATE SALE,

HAT DESIRABLE WATER LOT, in | #0¢e8 that his studies were being constantly GEORGETOWN, containing half an/interrupted. The beginning of June found

acre of LAND, with usual privileges, known as No. 1,or Porrt Lor. Terms Cash or short time on security. Apply to the lion. Josxru Hensver, onan.

December 2, 1861. tf

FOR SALE, VALUABLE FREEHOLD FARM,

in Brackley Point, containing about 90 acres of

Land, 70 clear and in # bigh state of cultivation, the

mainder covered with a fine growth of longers. There is an abundance ef Salt Mud and Sea Manure on the rty, with a Cottage, 30 x 26 feet, and a Kite attached, [2 x 10 feet, well finished, and a good chain Pump at the door, anda — Barn 46 feet long, with or withoutthe Crop. For asum mer's residence it js second to none in the country.

Texws—One-half the purchase money down; the yemainder in twelve months. Application to be gnade to the subscriber, on the premixes.

JOSEPH MACKINNON, Jane 16th, 1862. Sm

Rare Chance to obtain a FARM! For SALE, Brudene!l Point FARM,

conveniently situated one mile from George- town, containing Apres of LAND, 32 of which are in a good state of cultivation, and the remainder well wooded. These is a good Barn and House op

the land and a good well of water. Any quantity of muscle mud and other manures can be procured on the premises. The Subecriber will sel bis in- terest in the ubove furm very low if applied for in- mediately. H. J. RHODES. Georgetown, Sept. 8, 1862, 2m To Let or Sell at Once. A VALUABLE BUSINESS LOT and . at St. Peter's Ba joini , Satherland’s, on the Fortane Rosd’ ee Reference in town—Hon. D. Brenan. On the a McKeon, the proprietor. Deed seen at ry Office. (July 14, 1868. ALBERTINE OIL. mpue sudscriber has in store 20 Casks ; Sent Ne OIL, (made from New Bruns- wick Coal), which ie warranted to burn LONGER anz BRIGHTER than any other Oil in the market. For sale very low. J. 8. CARVELL.

Angust 11, 6. Ld

‘iu i¢ @ month or two, I always find myself

|country was as pleasant to him as myself, for |

_| for this in the least, for be got on famously

friends. In person she was tall and thin, |

We were all seated around the fire in our! sitting room, one chill eveoing in early | autuma, when Miss Fyfe related to us the following adventure, which, I may here re- mark, I have her full premission to set down and make public:

It is now some six or seven years ago, began Miss Fyfe, since my nephew Fred, having just left college, came to reside with me a short time previous to going out to India. I had been living for a year past in London, and had grown heartily tired of it ; indeed, the town and [ never agree very | well together, and by the time I have been)

possessed with an intense longing to visit |

either the country or the sea, So, in the, present instanee, I determined to go down) for a while to a little country-house I have} in Leicestershire, which happeved at that time to be witbout a tenant; and at which place, it was arranged that Fred should join

me. ‘The idea of a few quiet months in the

he was busy with his Sanscrit and Arabic, and io London he had so many acquaint-

us all comfortably established in Ivy Lodge | myself, Fred, and the two women-serv- ‘ants, which were ali that oar litile esablish- ment needed. ‘There was one fault to find ‘with Ivy Lodge, and that was the reason | why I could never keep a tenant in it more ‘than two winters in succession: this fault was its distance from any other habitation, ‘even of the humblest kind; the nearest ‘house being, in fact, two miles away, while it was six miles distant from the nearest county town, But neither Fred nor I cared

with his studies within doors, and botanized to his heart's content in the fields; while a visit to Westbury once a week satisfied all my social requirements.

Well, summer and autumn passed quietly and pleasantly away.

ing the invitation, and set off shortly after- wards without fixing the duration of his visit, which would probably extend over three or four days. On the second moruing of Fred’s abseuce, Mary, the house-maid, came to me to enquire whether [ could con- trive to spare her and Bessy for the after- noon and evening to attend the wakes at Westbury. ] made no demur at letting them go, for they had been vooped up long enough witbout a holiday ; so in the afternoon they were called for by Mary's fether, and duly driven away by him io his light cart. Be- fore going, the old man observed that it would * most likely be rather jate at night before the lasses could get back again, but perhaps I woulda’: mind it for once.’

‘If they are likely to be very late,’ I said, ‘it will, I think, be best for them to

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| L became oppressed with a melancholy un-

One morning in the; me a more than mortal stature, outlining ‘ early winter, Fred received a letter inviting | itself as it rose against the white dise of the your leave, mum,’ be said, * Vi just blow a | ed with a wretched attempt at a laugh. ‘I him to attend the wedding of an old college window blind. There was not, however, little cloud; though perhaps it’s aginst the friend, who lived about thirty miles away much time for consideration, for the next in another copnty. Fred replied, secept-| minute the blinding glare of a dark lantern

requisite to pause for a moment at every | |

expecting to see I knew not what—nothing, and yet something; perhaps a black, form- iess, crouching creature, stealing aoiselessly after me up stairs, aud only waiting an uao- guarded moment to clutch me by the dress. and pull me backward; perhapsa gigantic phantom hand protruded from each door afier [ had passed it, menacing me with the anger of some power unknown; perhaps a white corpse-like face glaring over my shoulder, with sightless eyeballs and purple lips. LInwardly annoyed with myself as | was for being so absurd, I could not for the world have gone up stairs that night in my usual careless fashion. But, thank Heaven ! here was my bed-room at last. One more fearful glance over my shoulder, and then [ hurried in, and closed and bolted the door with a sigh of relief. ‘Llow I shall laugh at myself to-morrow for these idle fears,’ I said ; * but, in any case, [ won't spend an- other night alone in vy Lodge.’

When I got into bed my ghostly terrors vanished in some measure, but in their stead

defined presentiment of some impending evil near at hand, but whence or how coming I could not tell.

Feeling thirsty after a time, I put out my hand to reach the tisane, which stood on a low chair by the side of the bed, when— horror of horrors — my wrist was suddenly clutched by a death cold hand, which grasp- ed it for a single instant, and then let it go. It is net too much to say that my heart ceased to beat, and all the pulses of life seemed to stand still in awful fear, but only for a moment: the next they burst madly on their courses ; a cold sweat wrapped me from head to foot, and I lay with wildly staring eyes, momently expecting the appear- ance of some dread apparation.

* Yes, there it is—coming—coming |’ I whispered to myself, as a figure, black and

vague, but still of human shape, rose slowly |

from the floor, till it reached what seemed to

pleasanter one thanit is. And now [ think a few spoons and forks wouldn't come amiss,

would like to do the thing in style. Ah! I wonder who was the first ehap that found out it was vulgar to eat with a knife !"

Both spoons and forks were soon disposed of, and, sorrow of sorrows, my cherished silver tea-pot, together with suodry articles of plate, placed in a capacious bag which Mr. Black produced from one of bis pockets. ‘There, mum, I'm pretty well loaded now, thank you,’ he said, as he disposed of the last article. ‘And it’s truly thankful I aw that [ came here without a pal, or else I should bave had to go shares with him. I knew I could crack a little crib like this myself—it's child’s play, that’s what itis,’ He pulled out my watch, and referred to it with an evident air of satisfaction. Why blow me! it wants two hours and a half yet till daylight. ‘Time for a bit of supper, if you've no hobjection—hey, wum ?’

‘ None whatever,’ replied. ‘ If you will follow me into the dining-room, I will see what I ean find for you.’

‘Gosh ! but this is prime,and no mistake !” he exclaimed, turning up his coat-cuffs, as I set before him a cold fowl, a roll of bread, | and three parts of a bottle of old port. | * Best quarters I've been in for many a day, | bang me if it ain't!’

He set to work with savage energy, and sat silently enjoying himself for several mi- nutes; I sat watching him closely, and try. ing to discover some slight personal traits which might assist me hereafter in recogniz- ing him again,

‘ Here's your health, mum !" he said after a time, speaking with a full mouth, as he held up a glass of wine before the candle; ‘and the best wishes of a feilow whose heart doesn’t hold too maay good wishes for any- body.’ Not abad tempered man evidently, when he could bave his own way; and not without certain rude elements of politeness in bis composition. Whea he had made a hearty meal, and finished the wine, he pro-

—poisoned, doubtless, by that miscreant io the cellar. This cruel deed seemed to set my blood

/iu my desire for vengeauce, I hastened back

to the house, contrary to my first impuise, which had been to rush away and hide my- seif in the darkness, But what bad [ to fear now? Was he not trapped—shut up securely in the cellar, there to await his doom? Suddenly 1 remembered that there was generally a brace of pistols hanging over the fireplace in Fred's little room; should the man succeed in bursting loose— though [ bad little fear of it, for the door was very strong—they might prove useful ; but on coming to examive them, I found that they were not loaded. All this time Mr. Black was exerting his utmost strength to break open the door, but it was stoutly built, and so far defied all his efforts. | placed the candlestick on a bracket at the top of the stairs, and stood close by with my brace of pistols, dreading every moment that the door would give way, and the miscreant rush upon me, and yet with a stubborn drop of blood in my heart, which bade me uot to flee so long as there remained a chance,how- ever remote, of vapturing him. He ceased his efforts after a time, and I could hear him moving about in the dark. What was he about todo? Not long was [ left iu doubt, for I had hardly asked myself the question, when the noise of a pistol-shot re- sounded through the house, responded to by a scream from me; the door at the bottom of the stairs fell back on its binges; he had shot away the bolt. * Now, mum, ['ll pay you off for your trick!’ I heard him say. The next instant, I saw him, with a bottle in each band, and a large open knife between his teeth, emerge out of the gloom into the dull twilight made by the light of my can- die at the entrance to the cellar.

‘Come one step nearer, and you are a dead man!’ [ exclaimed, standing at the top of the stairs, and pointing both pistols full at him.

He turned yellow with fear, even through the lampblack with which his face was smeared, as he glanced up and saw me stand- ing there; and dropping the bottles, he shrunk back into the darkest corner of the

duced from oneof his numerous pocketsa little black pipe, and a tin tobacco-box.

was throwa full in my dazzled eyes, and a hoarse voice, a voice with a chrouvic cold in its tones, exclaimed: ‘Now, mum, will you oblige me by getting up again? Sorry to ‘disturb a lady, but it can’t be helped this time !”

Only a vulgar burglar after al! !

Tbe revulsion of feeling, from the ghostly terrors of the minute before, was so great, that all my sang froid came back at once; and a predicament which at another time | should have deemed serious enough, seemed to me at that moment as but a matter of comparatively little consequenee, * How has the fellow got into my room without being seen or heard ?’ was the first question I asked myself, a question by the way, which at the present moment 1 am equally unable to solve, for a mystery it remains.

‘rule to smoke in the drawing-room ; if so, | say the word, and we’ll adjourn to the kit- | chen.’

‘ By|

cellar. * Ha, ha! what a jolly lark !’ he exclaim-

said al! along that you wasa brick. But IL say, mum, just turn them barkers away for a moment, will you, while [ come upstairs. Let bygones be bygones, and we'll bid each

‘ You are a privileged visitor,’ I replied ; ‘so light your pipe by all means.’ ‘A brick ! [ said it before, and [’ll main-

with his huge hand. ‘ Ab! a comfortable crib this, and no mistake !’ he went on puff- ing away in a contemplative manner at the little pipe; ‘and | wouldn’t mind if I was master here. What do you say, muw—is it a bargain?’ He leered at me with his blood-shot eyes, and with his bead a little on one side, and took the pipe out of bis mouth for a moment in his eagerness to hear my reply.

‘Thank you, but I’m not in want of a husband at present,’ [ said; ‘ and even if 1 were, I should prefer seeing you with your face washed before deciding to accept you.’

other a friendly farewell.’ | ‘Come a step nearer at your peril!’ [ ‘said.

and a thief; and here you shall remain, un- less you prefer being shot through the head, until I give you into the custody of the Police.’

A long and terrific volley of curses was

out of sight, for much as he feared the Po-

he only knew that the pistols are uot loaded !’ I kept repeating to myself.

After this, the sileace remained unbroken for nearly five minutes; he was probably brooding over what course he could next

adopt. At length, he spoke again: ‘ Let

his only reply, but he still kept carefully |

lice, he teared a bullet infinitely more. ‘If!

'I let you go! Here you are, and here you | decorated with a pair of handcuffs.’

_ Another terrible volley of oaths was again jhis reply; then I heard him knock off the |neck of a bottle, and drink at the contents. What I dreaded more than anything was | that he would drink till he lost the sense of | ae aod then make a sudden rush up the 'Staircase towards me; but whatever my

of keys in the other, L led the way towards fears might be, I still stood resolutely on | the cellar, my black visaged friend followed

the topmost stair, peering down into the |darkness with eyes that never turned away, ‘and holding a pistol firmly in either band. Apparently, the first result of Mr. Black’s extra bottle was to cause him to take out my watch, fling it on the floor, and erunch it into minute particles beneath his heel. ‘Curse her! I'll have my revenge some- how!’ I heard him mutter; and then he fel! to drinking more wine.

How beautiful to me that morning Jook- ed the first cold streak of daylight which stole in after a time, and seemed to whisper that deliverance was at hand:

Two or three times more did Mr. Black appeal, now to my fear, now to my compas- sion; but my only reply was a warning to him rot to put his foot on the stairs,a warn- ing which he conscientiously obeyed. Then [ heard more bottles broken, and I knew that he was drinking himself either into a state of frenzy or a state of helplessness. How slowly the morning advaneed ! it seem- ed as though it would never be 7 o'clock. Every bone in my body got to ache terribly long before my weary watch was over; at intervels there danced before my eyes a strange phantasmagoria of figures — red, blue, and flame-coloured ; then my prisoner below would growl aud whine like a wild beast in its iair, and recall my flagging at- tention to the daty before me.

When seven o’clock struck, I was weary almost to fainting; but help was near; for a few mioutes later, Bessy and Mary drove up in a cart, escorted by a stalwart cousin of the latter. I rushed to the door, and opened it as quickly as my trembling fingers would let me, and in a few words everything was told. The stalwart cousin was not to be alarmed by a dozen Mr. Blacks, but walked unconcernedly down stairs to see him, and there found him so helplessly drunk that no precaution was needed to keep him in safety till a constable arrived, who took him into custody and conveyed him to the nearest jail.

ST

A PATENT SERMON — «THE SCR we) WHERE SHE PECTS TO FI

HEN y EX- Nb a BUG.” ~~

Fellow sisters, brethren, men, women and children ; generally and particularly speak- ing. You needn’t hustie any pages for the text, for it ain’t there, It is a special dis- pensation to your appointed pastor; and he hurls it at you for what it is worth, Where the hen scratches there she expects to find a bug. Did you come from the race track of the world to parade your ‘ trotting har- ness’ before the meek and lowly? Have you dropped the dazzling rattles of business and pleasure, to while an idle hour away listening to the mournful melody that is rung by augel hands from the sacred harps that hang forgotten upou the drooping wil- lows of mortality? Or are you to tussle with the arch enemy for the almighty dol- lar? Verily I say unto you, where the hen scratches, there she expects to find a bug.