“Never, so help ine, Heaven,” Mr. Warren ex¬ 
claimed. “Such words as those never passed my 
lips, and till this moment I knew not who it was 
that saved my child. Forgive me, William, but 
she 1ml, —that, girl Adelaide. There was treachery 
in her voice when she sat at my feet aud asked me 
not to tell of your misdeeds, lest disgrace should fall 
on her. People thought her mother w'as a widow, 
she said, and she would rather they should not 
know that you ran away to escape a prison home."’ 
“Oh, Adelaide, —my child,—my child, —why 
did you thus deceive rne ?” the wretched father 
groaned, while Mr. Warren continued, “I never 
tried to find you, William, or sought to do you 
harm; but go on and tell me where yon have been 
since that time.” 
“I remained at home a day or two hiding from 
the sight of men,” Mr. Huntington replied, “and 
then one night I went away, thinking to make for 
my family a home in the distant west, where you 
would never find me. 
liirhtful home, with owe encum¬ 
brance, which she should soon 
manage to dispose of, and that 
encumbrance was a dried up old / 
maid sister! Do you hear that, 
Richard Howland ! .1 dried up 
old maid eider/ 'I'll at MEANS 
me!!” and the highly scandal- § 
ized lady walked up and down 
the room, upsetting, in her wrath, 
both her traveling basket and - 
band-box, which iasT, in a mens- ' 
ure, diverted her attention, for_ 
no woman, whether married or 
single, can think of anything else - 
when her “meeting bonnet” is 
in danger. _ 
Picking up the box and assuring 
herself that its contents were un¬ 
harmed, she continued, “ Why 
don’t you say something, Poch¬ 
ard? Are you not surprised at - - 
what I have told you?” 
“Not particularly.” he answer- — 
ed, and coming to her side be 
repeated to her the story he 
had heard from Adelaide’s own 
father, so long supposed to be 
dead. 
“ The trollop/ the jade!” ejacu- 
lated Miss Elinor. “I under¬ 
stand her perfectly. She wished 
to keep up appearances and make ^ 
her father stay away until she be- ^ 
came your wife, and you couldn’t 
help yourself, brio! up old maid, 
indeed ' I’ll teach her to call me 
names. But what of Mr. Warren 
and little Alice ? I'll go to them 
at once,” and, notwithstanding = 
her recent fatiguing journey, the energetic woman 
started for the Iloilow, saving to her brother who 
accompanied her, “ 1 am determined upon one 
thing, Richard. If Mr. Warre.v dies, Alice will 
live with ns, and have the best chamber, too. Poor 
little creature, how she must have suffered.” 
They found both Mr. Warren and Alice asleep, 
but Miss Elinor's kiss awoke the latter, who utter 
cd a cry of joy at the sight of her friend and bene¬ 
factress. The sick man, too, ere long, awoke, but 
only to doze again, and as the day wore on be con¬ 
tinued in a state of stupor, from which it was dif¬ 
ficult to rouse him. Just before the sun was setting, 
however, consciousness returned, and he asked for 
Alice, who in a moment was at his side. Winding 
his arm lovingly around her neck, he prayed that the 
God of the fatherless would not forsake her when 
she should be alone. 
“ I am going from you, Alice,” he said,—“going 
to your mother, who has waited for me all the day, 
and the pain of death would scarce be felt did I 
know what would become of you.” 
“ Tell him, Richard,” whispered Miss Elinor, 
and advancing to the bed side, Mr. IIowland said, 
“ Your daughter shall live with me when you are 
gone.” 
“God bless you,” came feebly from the dying 
man, while the fair head resting on his bosom was 
for a moment uplifted, aud Mr. Howland ne’er for¬ 
got the grateful, glad expression of the soft, blue 
eyes which looked into his. 
“ I too, will ire f ’ o long as my life is 
spared,” r. i \ . , who had been there 
all Die da in m 4 e white lips a faint 
“God blei • u an". 
Slowly t : an. . >rizon sank the set¬ 
ting sun, an ''i-i le-t iti- ewell beams looked 
into that room i d ... the;, -none on the frosty 
hair and still, white who was no longer 
blind, for to him the light o* better -world had 
been revealed, and the eyes so long in darkness here 
were opened to the glories of the New Jerusalem. 
Every necessary care was bestowed upon the dead, 
and then, leaving the orphaned Alice in Miss Eli¬ 
nor’s arms, with Mr. Rowland standing near and 
speaking to her an occasional word of comfort. Mr. 
Hcntington started for his home, walking slowly, 
sadly; for his heart was full of sorrow,—sorrow for 
the dead and sorrow for his only child, who had so 
cruelly deceived him. What her motive was, he 
could not guess, unless it were that she dreaded the 
disgrace his presence might bring upon her, and 
when he thought of this, lie hall 1 resolved to leave 
her forever, but love for his wife prevailed, and with 
an aching heart he kept on his way. 
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he JhtMisljer’s pesh 
SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENTS, 
Backward afar thro’ the shadowy years, 
That are furrowed with strife and care, 
They lovingly rested upon my head, 
As I murmured my simple prayer. 
Tenderly then as the stars came out. 
One by one in the blue. 
They folded me in glad childhood's sleep 
Dear hands so loving and true. 
They were not small, white hands, I know. 
They had toiled for others too much— 
They were not jeweled with gold and pearl, 
But love’s blessing was in their touch,— 
That blessing glorified all the path 
That my childish feet then trod; 
Dear hands, ye were brown and seamed with toil 
But ye led me away to God. 
Down thro’ the year? I have felt their clasp, 
And nestling o’er mine to-night, 
I know they are dearer lo me by far, 
Than hands all jeweled and white. 
Then give me the hands unselfish and true, 
Whose toil is a labor of love, 
Dear hands all pure, that will lead and bless— 
They are the whitest above. 
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But no spot could be home 
to me with that load upon my mind, so at last 1 de¬ 
termined to see you myself, and beg for your for¬ 
giveness. They think me far away, my wife and 
Adelaide, for I only paused a moment at their 
door. Looking through the half-closed blind I saw 
your daughter there and knowing that you must be 
alone I hastened on, entering your dwelling while 
you slept, and now it remains for you to do with me 
what you will.” 
“ Nothing, William, 1 shall do nothing. Only 
raise me up—my breath is going from me,” Mr. 
Warren gasped. The faintness he had experienced 
once before had returned again, brought, on by the 
excitement of what he heard, aud Mr. Huntington, 
when he saw the corpse-like pallor stealing o’er his 
face, feared that he was dying. He was not afraid 
of death, but the world, he knew, was a suspicious 
one, and he would rather the man he had so wroDg- 
c-d should not die alone with him. Just then lie 
heard without a footstep coming near, and thinking 
it must be Alice, he hurried to the door, exclaim¬ 
ing, “ Be quick; your father, I fear, is dying.” 
In a moment the person thus addressed stood at 
Mr. Warren’s bedside, and when the fainting man 
came back to consciousness, he whispered softly, 
“God bless you, Mr. Howland, for coming here 
again!” 
Yes, it was Rtchap.d Howland, who stood there 
side by side with one whom he readily recognized as 
the stranger who had saved the life of Alice War¬ 
ren. He had started for the party, going through 
the Hollow as the shortest route, and was passing 
Mr. Warren’s gate, when the words, “ Be quick; 
your father, I fear, is dying,” arrested his attention, 
bringing him at once iuto the presence of the blind i 
man whom he had so long neglected. 
“ J did not know yon were so ill,” he was about 
to say, when Alice stood within their midst. 
“ Father,” she cried, bounding to his side, “ an 
you worse?” and then as her eye fell upon Mr. 
Huntington, the hot blood stained her face and 
neck, for she knew who he was, and marveled much 
that he was there. 
“Alice,” said Mr. Warren, “I have forgiven 
William Huntington because he saved your life 
through he dared not let ns know it then, for Ade¬ 
laide had said X thirsted for revenge. He has suf¬ 
fered much, my child, and you, I’m sure, will sanc¬ 
tion my forgiveness.” 
It was in vain that Alice attempted to speak, so 
astonished was she at what she had heard, aud, mis¬ 
interpreting her silence, Mr. Huntington advanced 
towards her, saying, imploringly, “ Hear me, young 
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Chapter IX. —The Figure on the Hearthstone. 
[Continued from page 70, last number.] 
’Twas a strange, strange sight, that statue stand¬ 
ing there so silently, and that blind old man trying 
in vain to penetrate the darkness and learn who it 
was that stood there beside him. Raising himself, 
at last, in bed and stretching out his arm, be touch¬ 
ed a hand colder even than his own, for guilt and 
fear had chilled the blood of him who remained im¬ 
movable, while the trembling fingers passed ner¬ 
vously over the face, through the hair, down the 
side, until they reached the left hand, from whose 
fore-finger a joint was gone! That missing joint, 
though we have made no mention of it heretofore, 
was well remembered by Hugo Warren, and it 
needed but this proof to tell him who was there! 
“ William Huntington ,” he hoarsely whispered, and 
falling back upon his pillow he wiped the drops of 
perspiration from his face, for the presence of that 
'/nan, coming to him thus, awakened all the bitter 
memories of the past. “ William Huntington,” 
he gasped, “ why are you here on this night of all 
others, when my lost wife seems present with me, 
and my ruined hopes pass in sad review before my 
mind. Say, have yon come to add the last dropi in 
the brimming bucket ?” 
There was a moment’s silence, and then falling 
upon his knees William Huntington made answer 
to the man he had so wronged. “ I come not to 
insult you, but rather to seek the forgiveness which 
I know I do not merit. Only say that you forgive 
me, Mr. Warren,— let me once hold your hand in 
token of reconciliation, and then do with me what 
yon will. A life within a felon’s cell is preferable 
far to the remorse which I have carried with me for 
two long, dreary years. Say, will you not forgive 
me?” he continued, and the strong man’s voice was 
choked with tears. 
“ Forgive you, William,” Mr. Warren replied, 
“ I might perhaps forgive you were my fortune all 
you wrested from me, but when I think of my lost 
Helen, my heart is turned to steel, for you killed 
her, William Huntington, you killed my precious 
wife.” 
“ Yes, yes, ’twas my base act which killed her, it 
is true, still I have made you some amends. 1 saved 
your daughter’s life, you know, else 1 had never 
dared to seek your face again,” said Mr. Hunting- 
ton, interrupting him. 
“ You, you saved Alice’s life?” the excited man 
rejoined, and the hand which had withdrawn itself 
beneath the bed-clothes, now came forth again, feel¬ 
ing eagerly for the bowed head on which it rested 
forgivingly, while he continued, “ It was you, then, 
who took her from the river and laid her in my arms, 
—you who saved me from a darker night than any I 
have ever known. Yes, William, because you did 
this good to me, you are forgiven, fully, freely for¬ 
given,—but why have you not told of it before ? 
Where have you been, and did your family know 
aught of this?” 
“ My family know aught of this?” repeated Mr. 
Huntington. “Can it be I am deceived?” and 
then with the shaking hand still resting on his 
head, he told how he had wandered far and wide, 
seeking rest and finding none, for ever present to 
his mind was a white-haired, sightless man, weep¬ 
ing o’er his pale, dead wife. 
In far off California he had dug for gold, vainly 
hoping by this means sometime to make amends for 
the ruin lie had wrought. At last, as the burden of 
remorse grew heavier to bear, he sought his home 
to see once more the faces of his wife and child, 
hoping, too, that the forgiveness he so much desired 
might be obtained. 
“I found them here,” said he,—“found my wife 
and Adelaide working hard and secretly, lest the 
world should know how poor they were. I met my 
daughter first, and, Heaven forgive me if I do her 
wrong, I thought she w'as not glad to see me. I 
questioned her of you, and learned that you were 
here, too, and very poor. You were fully delerm- 
upon the lounge, building castles of the future, and 
wondering if she should be Adelaide Huntington 
one year from that day! 
As she lay there thus, she heard the gate,—a heavy 
footstep was coming up the walk, and thinking “ it 
must be he,” she assumed a half reclining posture, 
which she funded was careless and graceful,—and 
then awaited the appearance of her expected visitor. 
He did not ring—and she heard his step within the 
hall. Nearer and nearer he came, his hand was on 
the knob, and as the door swung back the large 
black eyes which turned at first so eagerly in that 
direction, flashed their surprise and auger, not on 
Richard 1Io\vi.axt>, but on William Huntington, 
who keenly felt the coldness of his welcome.—[Con¬ 
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I am composed of 37 letters. 
My 2, 9, 20 is a Union General. 
My 7, 7, 24, 22, 3 iE a kind of grain. 
My 21. 4, 29,10 is a very useful animal. 
My 12.11, 9.12, 27 is a girl's name. 
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My whole is a rule that should be observed by all, 
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For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
PROBLEM. 
A man wishes to build an octagonal tower, each side of 
the base to be 21 feet, the perimeter of the top 64 feet, 
and the slanting height at each corner 93 feet. Within 
there is to be a circular room reaching from the base to 
the top. 1*20 feet in circumference at the base, and lti l'eei 
in diameter at the top. Ilownmch will it cost to lay up 
the outside wall, at 75 cents per cubic yard, no deductions 
being made for doors and windows ? 
Gainesville, N, Y. J. M. Brainerd. 
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Oisenao or Consumption, 
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Having a direct influence to the parts, give Immediate relief. 
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good success. 
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Sold Everywhere, 933-3mo 
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Answer to Enigma: 
"Full man y a flower is born to blush unseen 
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.” 
Answer to Anagrum: 
Love thoff thy land, with love far-brought 
From out the storied Past, and need" 
Within the Present, bat transfused 
Thro’ future time, by power of thought. 
Answer to Problem:—A’s share. $90.53: B’s, $103.43: 
C'S, $94.81; D's, §51.71. 
Restless and impatient Adelaide had passed the 
day in wondering what had happened to Mr. How¬ 
land and why lie was not at the party. She had 
confidently expected him there, but lie hsd disap¬ 
pointed her, aud the lace dress with which she 
hoped to impress him was worn for naught. “ Par¬ 
ties were bores any way,” she said, and she “hoped 
never to attend another so long as her name was 
Adelaide Huntington !” 
In this unalienable mood she fretted until late in 
the afternoon, when old Peggy, who had been sent 
on an errand to the village, returned, bringing the 
news that Mr. Warren was not expected to live, 
and that she saw Mr. Howland entering the door 
as site passed. Then, lowering her voice to a whis¬ 
per, she continued, “Right up against the window 
was a man’s head, which looked so like your father 
that I stopped a little, hoping he would turn his face 
one side, but he didn’t, and I came along.” 
“ My father,” repeated Adelaide, “ isn’t within 
a hundred miles of here.” 
Still, the idea troubled her even more than the 
news of Mr. Warren's illness, and after old Peggy 
left the room, she turned to her mother, saying, 
“ Wouldn't it be mean if father had come back and 
gone to see Mr. Warren ?” 
“ I suppose it would be right, though,” returned 
her mother, wltile Adelaide continued, “Right or 
wroug, nobody wants him turning up bodily just 
yet. Tor Mr. Howland is so squeamish about a lit¬ 
tle deception that my chance of winning him would 
be rather slim, if he knew father was not dead as lie 
believes him to be. If 1 secure him before he finds 
it out, he can’t help himself, and 1 wish he’d either 
propose or let it alone. I declare mother, I think 
it is your duty as a prudent, careful parent to ask 
what his intentions are. Vou can tell him there is 
a great deal of talk about his coming here so much, 
and unless lie is serious, you prefer that he should 
discontinue his visits, hinting of course, that yon 
fear my affections are already too deeply enlisted for 
my future happiness, should he not be in earnest. 
Say, mother, will you tell him this when he comes 
again ?” 
Mrs. Huntington at first refused, but Adelaide’s 
entreaties finally prevailed, and it was decided that 
when Mr. Howland next visited them, he should 
he questioned concerning his intentions. 
“ Oh, I hope he’ll come to-night,” said Adelaide, 
and feeling confident that he would, she made some 
changes in her dress,—smoothed her glossy hair, 
and then, just as it was growing dark, lay down 
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W it at is everybody doing at the same time ? Growing 
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The reason we admire pretty feet—Because all’s well 
that ends well. 
Ought not a young lady of eighteen springs to have a 
fine waterfall? 
Whatever the advance in the price of liquors, they 
are, unfortunately, always going down. 
What is the difference between an old dime and a new 
penny? Nine cents. 
■’On, that my father was seized with a remittent 
fever!” sighed a young spendthrift at college. 
What did the spider do when he came out of Ihe ark ? 
He took a rty and went home. 
When a man is tempted to do a tempting thing, he can 
find a hundred ingenious reasons for gratifying his liking.” 
— Thuektvay. 
Somebody says “a wife should be like a roasted lamb 
— teudcT and nicely dressed." A scamp adds, “and with¬ 
out any sauce.” 
A tipsy loafer mistook a globe lamp with letters on it 
for the queen of night. “ Well," said he, “if somebody 
ain't stuck an advertisement on the moon !" 
Quilc thinks it rather remarkable that while several 
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Chapter X. — Revelations. 
The morning train from Albany had thundered 
through the town, and Mr. Howland was about re¬ 
turning to the Hollow, when hasty steps were heard 
within the hall, aud in a moment his sister stood be¬ 
fore him. She had traveled night and day since 
leaviug Milwaukee, she said, but she didn’t mind 
it at all. she was so impatient to be at home and tell 
him what she’d heard, and, without so much as un¬ 
tying her bonnet, Miss F.linok continued, “I told 
you all the time they were impostors,—but men have 
so little sense. I'm glad I ain’t a man, though if I 
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