(L bc (! ratoeltr. 
ON THE WAY. 
Havana, New York. 
The “People’s College” at this place, 
which was inaugurated with much eclat a. 
few years ago, and subsequently fostered and 
abet ted by Hon. Charles Cook, and which 
promised so much and accomplished so little, 
now stands vacant —a monument, of most 
emphatic uselessness. It seems a pity that 
a building so finely located and so admirably 
constructed for educational purposes should 
so tail in every way. The Masons not long 
since took it in charge, established in it a 
sort of Masonic (Orphan) Preparatory School, 
but that failed in less than a year; and now 
its long walls and tiers of stairways are as 
desolate and forlorn as a Northern garden in 
December. 
The culture of sweet potatoes in this vicin¬ 
ity, begun about, two years ago, lias been so 
successful as to encourage its adoption as a 
permanent crop. The plants are transplant¬ 
ed from the hot-houscs about the last of May, 
and the tubers mature well in an ordinarily 
lengthy season. 
Alfred University, New York. 
What would become of us if nobody were 
longer unselfish, or self-sacrificingV There 
is so much here born of those two qualities. 
A hard, straight-forward, unaided fight with 
the world; circumstances concentrating en¬ 
ergy, endurance and perseverance; sympat hy 
keeping the heart warm, and unceasing in¬ 
dustry swallowing the time demonstrative¬ 
ness requires, marked the man tvho founded 
and developed this University. The body 
yielded to hard work at last, a sea voyage 
was recommended, the ocean crossed, the 
Holy Land visited, longing for home grew 
strong, and just as the London port was 
reached, the homeward passage engaged, 
Death closed the scene, and all over the 
country were hearts hushed with grief when 
the tidings came that Professor Kenyon 
was dead! He had been such an inspi¬ 
ration and help to so many boys and girls 
who bad brains, and no money, that the tie 
that bound him to students was of a pecu¬ 
liarly strong nature. 
The character of the school w as imbued 
•with his own, and took shape and type from 
his purely democratic soul. The brown¬ 
handed, white-browed hoy from the farm, in 
home-made garments and manners unde¬ 
veloped and awkward enough, perhaps, took 
rank to the height of his brains. Girls found 
their level according to the same standard. 
Calico and sheep's gray touched each other 
in Latin and Greek, The truth and value 
of manhood and womanhood rested on its 
own inherent honor and worth. It was a 
test of educating the sexes together and of 
woman’s capacity for receiving culture. The 
result has been most thoroughly admirable, 
detracting nothing from what was desirable 
and giving to the social nature of both sexes 
a culture high-toned, refreshingly frank and 
sincere. 
This is anniversary wreck, and from New r 
England to Kansas have come men and 
women to do honor to their Alma Mater 
and receive her benediction. The wind 
touches the foliage of the great trees on the 
hills and lifts the graceful drapery of the 
elms and maples—those trees that George 
W. Bungay went into such ccstacins over 
when lie was last here. Benjamin P. Tay¬ 
lor comes here to-night, with his great, un¬ 
gainly face, and unequalled rhetoric, to talk 
about “ Failures, the Alphabet of Success,” 
as if an Alfred student knew what the word 
failure meant! To the hundreds of students 
who are not here, and who, we know, read 
the Rural, it may be pleasant for them to 
read that President Allen grows more 
magnificent each year, if that lie possible, 
and that the heart of his wife is as large as 
ever, her fingers more clever, as her art and 
their home on the hill attest—a conservatory 
of Art in every phase—a small world of 
beauty and curiosity good to tie in. 
Hornellsville, N. Y. 
A thousand people are thronging the river 
hank to-night, and every face is a sad one. 
An hour ago two young men and two young 
women stepped into a boat., pushed out on 
the swollen river, near a dam, and the 
strength of the current being stronger than 
the arms at the oars, the boat went over, its 
occupants were at the mercy of the whirling 
waters, and one — Anna Rose — the only 
daughter of wealthy parents, went down 
and has not since been seen. The others 
barely escaped with the timely assistance 
that came to them. It was the most adven¬ 
turesome folly on the part of the boaters to 
launch their craft right in the arms of dan- 
J gcr, and the young girl whose body is float- 
\ ing along the river bottom joined from over¬ 
persuasion rather than wish. No act is 
I brave or courageous that imperils life for no 
purpose. 
f Bo many young men, I know, have taken 
; to the professions. To be a doctor, which 
V is woman’s sphere; to practice law, which 
W is akin to rascality; to court politics, which 
MUSIC FOR SABBATH EVENING AT HOME. 
OTJrt GrUIDES. 
Poetry by A. A. HOPKINS. 
Music by WM. TILLING HAST. 
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THE SUMMER BREEZE. 
11Y HOWARD THURSTON. 
I5KKEZK. of i In- lotmtnor. Mow over me now ! 
Kt*•:. my loll cheek hii<I my fever-Ilusliotl brow, 
Hull the ijiilclc tliruhbiiiys that trouble my heart. 
Bid tlui wild droiim.i tbut but mock me depart.. 
Warm mi rumor breeze 
Softly atlrroiK the trees. 
Whisper some story my fancy to please; 
Warm summer hrec/.e. sft-'blna softly and low. 
Let me some strain of your melody know ; 
Sinir me. some sotij; full of tedilor delluhl, 
Soothe mo to sleep with your music lo-nipht I 
Broese of the summer, blow over the lea, 
lirlrutlng the frauntnee of blossoms to mo; 
Hear mo the odor of clover blooms sweet, 
All the low notes of the twitlplit repeat. 
Summer breev .0 bland. 
Blowing over the land, 
Touch me with t.oiieli ns oi f.Hty-lll<e hand ; 
Tiifl me, ns Ob the Kind whips c>l u pruver, 
Hear tue away from this oartli.UeUl of Care; 
Boar mo away to some Island of rest 
Over the seas where are sallitiK the blest I 
Brcer.e of the summer, new life you can plve; 
Bid me arise from my beliip, and live ! 
Sooihinpall tumult and turmoil away, 
Briup a briplif morrow to crown dull to-day ! 
Hummer breeze slop 
Of the joy you will bring 
When our life-winter shall merge into spring; 
Slop till I wake from this on-coming stoop. 
Never to weary, no longer to weep: 
Slnp till I hear your songs tender and low 
Where summer breezes forever shall blow ! 
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Stories for Runt lists. 
We may never quite perfectly understand 
Wily the wilderness waits lor each. 
Yet we know that the benutilul I’romised Land 
is beyond ii without our reach; 
But whatever the burdens we have to bear, 
Or however we shrink and faint, 
We shall carry ourselves and our burdens there, 
If a prayer is our sole complain I. 
Hqucc/.i's the good out of a man and fills him eye, and that it charms me and gives me de- 
wiili the had; to preach stupid theology, light., I’d like to have a great house, and 
when not. sure of being “ called;” or to gel fill it, wiilt beautiful creatures like you, and 
behind a counter and measure tape and cot- lie rich enough to buy all the silks and laces 
ton hire and tie up ten cents’ worth of and nice things at Stewart’s for you to 
thread, is the aim of far loo many young wear, and all the gleaming jewels at Tru¬ 
man. Here at my hand is an exception, lie eanv’s, ami make you happy all the time, 
is young yet, and made mechanics his study, except once a day, when 1 should like to see 
lie learned his business, and now has Imilt von miserable, only just to see liovv your 
llml they only looked down, in the olden lime, 
Ah they journeyed with uilt’ring tread, 
They would never huve known of llm guides sublime 
That forever tluir loot Me pi, led. 
And 1 pray, though wo walk In a IhlthloBB way, 
Though we ticklom look up for light. 
Wo may never lose sight, of the cloud by day, 
Or ibo pillar Of tiro by night. 
jpr fUblrtotr. 
NEW PUBLICATIONS. 
a great factory, full of clever machinery, and 
has an army of men to run it. The smell ' 
of new lumber, the fragrant, clean pine 
boards that go in ill great lengths and come, 
out in doors and sash and blinds seem a 
marvel of invention, and the money that 
comes of kiu’Ii thriving business i; bountiful 
fanx’b, and make you happy all the time, ohttoun PtiUm. (Hostons Fields, Osgood & 
except once a day, when 1 should like to see Co ->~ ln l , lli » * ix u ™* v '*'* 
1 , ’ pages we have Mrs. Stowe s last contribution lo 
you miserable, only just to see how .yum literature. For keen observation, vivid de- 
eyes and lips would look, for a change.’’ seriptlon, and lilt -likeness of portraiture, it 
A fir... the I ,m<h .nnde F.vh nn.l raw w It ill equals, If ft does not surpass, any of her former 
eyes and lips would look, for a change.” 
After the Lord made Eve, and saw what 
a beauty she was, 1 don’t understand how 
lie could help making a great many more 
right along, if for no other purpose than to 
have them lo look at. But this is a great 
efforts. It is mil so much a novel us a series of 
graphicslcotclic .of early New Eiighiml life; and 
these sketches, by one who timlersLiUKls per¬ 
fectly what the spirit of that lire was, nml 
through whut. peeuliaril ioaof thought and being 
, II, was manifest, have an interest much deeper 
deal about woman, which Will not interest , thnn tlu|l ,. on , ano o. Considered as a story, 
SAVED BY A SATCHEL. 
2. 3. 4. 
I am glad that they waited in days of old. We may never quite perfectly understand Had they only looked down, in the olden time, by IDA M. HOLMES. 
With a promise of better things; Why the wilderness waits for each, , I hey journeyed with talt’rmg tread, .— 
For inv heart, it is stirred when the tale is told Yet we know that the beautilul Promised Laud They would never have known ol Ibe guides sublime n 'mwinrloil ivmn nmre M" insi mnnliiM- 1 
By the hope and the cheer it brings. Is beyond it-widmut our reach; That forever their footsteps led. lumciuaeu troni page m-, last numw t.J 
I am glad that they Journeyed those forty years But whatever the burdens we have to bear, A f f way ’ Arriving in an early afternoon train, he 
In trouble, unci ilonbl, itn<l pain : Or howflvwwc shrink rtJiu taint* uiouvi wc .n mom inou iiimoi ii,,i i, j 
For lh« fflooni of my \viUlcriu^« Wo ebnll carry ouraolve* mui our burden« there, W «• may never lose stent ol Mic ciotul by clay, was SUrpriHcd to find fi town of some six. or 
Atthothongl. . 11 If a prayer I Hour .somjflftk. ° r " . seven tUouaand inhabitants, and of a good 
: deal of importance in the eyes of its citizens, 
squeezes the good out of a man and fills him eye, tmd that it charms me amt gives me tie- t If he had ventured Ihe statement that he 
with ihe bad; to preach stiqiid theology, light. I’d like to have a great house, and CL l)£ IvrbiftMfr. had not known of Its existence a low weeks 
when not. sure of being “ called ;” or lo get fill it with beautiful creatures like you, and u Ely ago, he would likely have been asked in 
behind a counter and measure tape and cot- Jjc rich enough to buy all the silks and laces -- - - ___ ___ _ _ what part of the world ho had been living. 
ton lace and tie up ten cents’ worth of and nice things at Stewart’s for you to NEW PUBLICATIONS However, he had no temptation to expose 
thread, is the aim of far loo many young wear, and all the gleaming jewels at Tru- himself, and taking his way to the express 
men. Hero at my hand is an exception. He fany’b, and make you happy all the time, omoun Ftilre*. (lloston: Fields, Osgood & 0 ^ ce> j in inquired if there had arrived, 
is ymmg yet, anclmade mechanics his study, except once a day, when I should like to see u 1 [*in uhout such a time, a satchel addressed to 
lie learned Ids business, and now has built, you miserable, only just to see how your jitoratiiro. For lii'mi oiiservuMoii, vivid do- “ Mary De Forest.” 
a great factory, full of clever machinery, and eyes and lips would look, for a change.” scripHoil, and lit. -likeness of portraiture, it u y HS „j |% w ;u ytm ta i w , ijy» 
lias an army of men lo run it. 'I’lie smell Afler t]lt . Lord made Eve, mid saw what ( ”' U!llH ’ lf tl Ifc . dHM, l not Bl,rp « R8 ’ ""•' * r l ' n 1 r ""'': “ | tl is here still?” 
n ,v him u. Ih lu i.m " I • a beauty she was, I don t understand how ,.^10 akotcliesof early New EiigianrtJife; and “ Yes, sir; has not been called lor, and as 
boards that go m m gieat lene.ilis amt come || ( . could help making a, great many more sketches, by one who undeVBtanda per- we did not know any one of the name, it 
out in doors and sash and blinds seem a along, if for no other purpose than to InoHly what the spirit <rf Unit life win#, and | m remained.” 
marvel of invention, and the money that ] mV Q them to look at. But this is a great through what. peeuLaritiesof thought and being >* I will take it. Amu have a directory?” 
comes of such thriving business in bountiful ,j ni | a ] j0U t w(m .., R which will not interest !.' ^‘ ni ‘ inl f , ’st, have utii irdeiesl lum li decpei not vet’’ 
u, ,u auoui. woman, on it win nwi 11 | tlum tbul. <d rotnunco. Conslderod as a story, ino, sit, not y ci. 
anil m such goodly piles as seems U t<> < nine you, and which you will not comprehend, merely, the work this grave fHulta. The tirst and Carrying the still unlucky satchel, as it 
from a man’s brain and work. And then b e c;utseyou would rather he handsome your- gravest Is the telling it lu the Qrst person siugu- so ,. m( .,i he next went to the post-oillco. “Is 
such work seems manly ; it yields a sense of hHi; u1H f pave nice Uno^, than to have your Jtr, wbteh there a box here for Die Forest?” 
importance and power and largeness and neighbor so endowed, while I would a great ’Smul.i, m a boy. romemi^r all the “ Yes, sir; nothing in it to-day." 
use, that, curly exudes lioiu six >v time, {1 tui I rather have you beautiful, it I could conversations ho report*, and comment ns he is “ Can you tell me where the people live?” 
semi-starvation, “professional” offices! But only sec you! represented to have* done upon his sari’ound- “Don’t know sir - not in town I think” 
then everybody lias his “capacity;" and if j ugt ahea d of me sit, a newly wedded pair, A new’ thought struck him, which was 
he wmnotbe a successful larntcr or machin- qq lc brklo is a brunette, with full, shilling, monti _i a neoa»mry fault, ten big in ndml the untangling itself slowly, when a count,ry- 
lst lie may do to trip up honest people with rippling black hair, and the husband is fair, mmiorous diaeussions upon Galvanism, ArmJn nutu Btepped up to him. “Did I hear you 
legal tricks, or feel of a pulse and deal out >v jth blue eyes and light hair, and, according iunlsm and the like,.with the frequent illustm- j m| „i r j, } „- f or De Forest ?” 
Dover'* powder*. to Po Wl .«& WU.oyarc well matoled SS “ You did, perhaps; canyon tell one any 
Bn route for. Columbus, O., July. She seems quiet and undemonstrative, but aH U|(J uloat | inW „,,| n,. nrai . y ,, r u«im.f io„ in its thing about, them?” 
Wiiat a nice thing a woman is ! A pic- contented, lie is just brim-full of happiness way which lias boen given to the public in a “There’s a. family at Baker’s, four miles 
ture in the mind keeps out external ones, and cannot do enough for her comfort, a.ml long time, and which will have a popularity q. 0111 here,” 
and these bright, rich landscapes do not delights in looking at her, and wishes the wide and lusting._^ _ “Is there? do you know a young lady of 
charm me so much as a homo picture that people were all blind so he could kiss her: the name of Mary?" 
keeps mo company. Now and then we find Imt such things look too silly before people, (UmCin & oumpftky.)- 11 If ever the rei’onnution I— can’t say as to the given name; but 
a woman who seems to have survived the and he is too well-bred to (lo it. Hu would D f the world isto be accomplished -it' over the there’s a young lady lately conic home from 
“ fall” and escaped its entailed miseries ; and knock you down, perhaps, if you should tell tnilleuhm* or purity, chastity, and Intense hup- somewhere*, I heard say. I don’t know tlie 
when we see one, we cannot help thinking him he is a brute, and that his wife will lead pbmss roaches Hu - earth, it can only do so f am jhr. t,hev moved in only two or three 
how nice she is! And she seems so nneon- a wwjtdicd life, and at the last he will be js the Ronljin ,, nt , ipon whloh thto bo0k iA i mi lt years back, and don't seem to care much 
scions of it. herself, tool She knows just no better than a heartless villain! You U|>> a b ,,„u„h,.„i. noi. admimbiy expns-H.jd, about getting acquainted around.” 
how to adapt herself to circumstances, which might be tolling him the truth for all that, but admirable In Its moaning. To « correct mi- “ Would you be so kind as to direct me?” 
is a special faculty. And sin; is so fair and for such things are, and men and women dorstandiuirol ibe laws pn -riHbii ti.nO po8t-mii.nl, „ « r • . ■ ,i ma : n roaf i ou *- 
spirit-like, as it the earth had never eon- love and yet grow thoughtless, and wlmt is whllUn)ll . P , w „ hIioi „ (I b „, !HI)1 rt | lowll , a<v east, past the brick church, till you come to 
tain mated her. 1 wish 1 were n man to win letl undone o item, kills as much as that which cotnpliBh for mutual hnppimiss, iikmc four hun four corners; then turn to the right and it 
such a being, and have her white, white is done. deed mui live octavo pages by Ur. Cowan must a jji’t tnorc’n a mile.” 
arms close around my neck, and her soft, But. I’m tired. That great man and strong greatly conduct*. I’hoy are de voted lo topics “Thank you, sir.” 
clear face, her sweet waving hair, and her woman yonder.think they know what tired r'.'/f‘ hUoui/i'V.T'‘ ifrnoranc. 1 ‘‘'rii'.‘y ! re'A quick resolution had formed itself in 
dear eyes seek my own — because she means, and will sit down to lead, oi sew, ,,r these topics in u plain,sensible maimer, in John Gray’b mind, while lie was learning 
couldn’t help it! What a fool a man is to and rent. I am happy to tell you, you know language Unit none but a prude can object to, (.lieSO fuels, and in less than an hour lie had 
lead a bachelor life, and never be good little of what it is to be tired, so tired that and aro apparently written in no spin! »l .i,iwqhrc tbo door of a sohpr-lnokina 
and in such goodly piles as seems fit to come y OR) and which you will not comprehend, merely, the work has grave faults. The first a 
from a mans hiutu and wolk. And then because you would rather be handsome your- Bravest Is the toll In, 1 ?itlu tin* first person is I tip 
such work seems manly ; it yields a sense of ao j r a)H |‘ liavc nitl0 u,in- t , than to have your ^ wl,1 «h 1,1 t'"'-nei-e^ita 
importance and powci and lai .,uitss and nOigldmr so endowed, while I would a great U)C s i luUl(lt 1W a boy , romembor all t 
that rarely oxuues iiom si\* >y unH*, <|<**i| ral.hrr luive you beuiitifiih it J.could convei’sationH bo rrporta, uml eoinment svn h( 
semi-starvation, “ professional” olliccs! But only see you! represented to havo done upon his surroui 
then everybody has bis “ capacity;” and if j ugt a | a . a( j of me 8 i t a n(!W j y wedded pair. ln ^ 9 ’ Ja mthrl ' tumutm-aJ, to say tlie. least. Th 
.. . A .i 1 Gin r hiObd Imil 1/ <1 • it I Id \ i • i I t I H ft it. 1Y1 (U 
merely, tlie work li.is grave faults. The first and 
gravest. Is the fell lug itlu the first person singu¬ 
lar, which in tlie. opening chapters nceessilnics 
some Incongruities, Thai IIoract. Hoi.yoke, 
I,lie hero, should, us a boy, remember all the 
conversations he reports, and comment as ho is 
represented to have* done upon Ills surround¬ 
ings, Is rather unnat ural, to say the. least. Then 
he cannot be u successful farmer or machin- m. | .i, : brunette xvith full shinin'*- thf! ator - v ,aoks ,,a h . tlJU " e "! 0 . v .' ‘ 
1 u< - uimu lh mum uc, wii.u mu, miuiin-,, mon L— a necessary luull, having in mind the 
“ fall ” and escaped its entailed miseries; and knock you down, perhaps, it you should tell mil Ionium ol purity, chastity, and intense imp- somewheres, I heard say. I . 
when we see one, we cannot help thinking him be is a brute, and that his wife will lead h tnosa reaches tills earth,- it can Only do so f am jiy. t| H .y moved in only 
how nice she is! And she seems so unCon- a. wretched life, and at the last he will he ja Uu , K Bon ^ iin ^ t lipnn Vhteh this book is built years back, and don’t seem 
scions of it herself, tool She knows just no better than a heartless villain! You U|>> a *,.„i j,,,,.,,! ,„,i. admirably oxpi-esi.nl, about getting acquainted aro 
spirit-like, as if the earth had never con¬ 
taminated her. 1 w ish 1 were a man to win 
such a being, and have, her white, white 
arms close around my neck, and her soft, 
clear face, her sweet waving hair, and her 
dear eyes seek mv own — because she 
couldn’t help it! What a fool a man is to 
lead a bachelor life, and never he good 
enough and Irustful enough, and -and win sight and sound and every sense fail, and , i ||,| ‘ le-ij, but im a. |,U1u 
* ’ i • r . i • , they c(ininm some Ideas which amy not seem 
ning enough to possess a woman worthily, that another waking etlort, even lo think, w holly sound, they are prolific) in highly useful 
Hotv there is anv resisting her thousand and tires you; so tired, you don’t care whether information, valuabtd hints and wine Miggentloiis 
one beauties is mysterious. The delicate loyo, or life, or heaven exist, only if you for tiol tit he married and single. Gould the book 
tracery of veins in' her while temples and could only fall out of your clothes under ^P«^ed in the. hands of every ym.ng person 
wrists, the curve ot her hair tailing on her cover of your eyelids, and have somebody ( jo much good. 
tracery of veins in her white temples and could only fall out of vour clothes under 
wrists, the curve of her hair falling on her cover of your eyelids, and have Somebody 
brow, the arch of her eyes, the turn of her brush your hair away from brow and neck, 
chin, the delicate shape of her lingers, the and button your night dress at the throat 
sweetness of her smile—all, me! and w’rists, and put good-night on your eyes 
chin, the delicate shape of her lingers, the and button your night dress at the. throat ueneral (iront nnti m» Family, (Vhiludel- 
sweetness of her smile-ah, me! and wrists, and put good-night on your eyes Nda: Paugbaday & Heckor.) The enterprising 
Some crusty old soul will say I ve gone with a pair of dear lips, and turn oil the brolwhtoufc tt n excellent steel <mgraving bear- 
mad over a woman, when it ought to have light, and—dear me—I’ll sign my name in j n g this title. The plain is ubout twelve by 
been a man. 1 must be getting awtul old, the morning. Mintwood. fourteen inelir*, and it Is executed In Sartaln's 
or turning into a man, or an angel, or some- --- b ” st S Y' 0 ' Tho ., Kro '" ,i "^ *? w} " £^ lK ’’ , V 1 ‘ l ri V’° 
. , ,, , . .. %, • porlnutures strike us us being very good, film 
tiling else equally dreadlul, for 1 m growing VENICE. President, ids eldest «on and unto daughter are 
*o be a woman worshiper! ITow women - mounted,—upon horse* which wo gave a repre¬ 
can be jealous of each other, I cannot under- Venice has been called the City of Silence, sentatton of in a recent. Rural, —while. Mm. 
stand. If I see a pret ty girl in disguise— and as such has been greatly raphsodized Grant, the two youngest hoys, ami the dog, aro 
that is, if she doesn’t know it, and nobody over. But though there are no teams,—no 
else seems to have comprehended the fact—I houses, mules or carls,—in the city, M vr- 
want to say to her at once, “My dear, how ttiew Hale Smith, writing to the Boston 
pretty you are! You should wear your hair Journal, says it is the noisiest city he ever 
this way, and wear blue and white, and visited. Of the gondolas be says they are a 
meadow flowers, and see society enough to convenience in getting about, yet not a ne- 
free yourself of tlmt timidity which fetters cessity. “ If you ride they only afford aeon 
you. I wish you could have pearls and nice vcyanee. But you can go over the whole 
lac.cs, and could learn to sing like a seraph, city on foot as readily as you can over Bos- 
and could be a real princess, as you arc! 1 ton or New York. The palaces on the 
hope you don’t mind letting me look at you Grand Canal have a water entrance, but they 
as long its I like, and you may he sure there’s have also one to he approached on foot, as 
not a pretty way about you that escapes my have all public places.” 
over. But though there are no teams,-no stand |W; ^ ft™ """ MOt "" ,S ln Us 
, , ,, way, than tins picture. 
bouses, mules or carls,—in the city, MAT- _ w _ 
thew Hale Smith, writing to the Boston T/l , (N( . W York: Leypoim & 
Journal, says it is the noisiest city he ever Holt.) -Here is given n tale of the liavai-iau 
visited. Of the gondolas lie says they are a mountains, translated from tlieGenmmnf Ilia:- 
eonvenienee in getting about, yet not a ne- man Schmid. Wo really «l<. mil admire (helasto 
,, i , of the publishers in producing It. It is dull, 
cessity. “ It you rule they only afford ft con- 1 ; 1 .^ al ^mry,aMdwlJreinte 1 , 4 i i,,gtheintervsi. 
vcyanee. But you can go over the whole rather painful than pleasing. It. has one 
city on foot as readily as you can over Bos- merit, however brevity. Its object seems to 
ton or New York. The palaces 'on the bo<o show the workings „r Hie It after (kmrfc, a 
Grand Canal lmvc. a water entrance, hut t hey jn 1{!1Vilt . i!t< |/ ut thv a(5tio)l of ,<m,-y is too 
h.*iVO also one to be ajijiroficljed oil loot, as dfamatic tobemlistiousUSlory, and too dull to 
have all public places.” be truly dramatic. 
“ Would you be so kind as to direct me?” 
“ Yes, sir; you take the main road out 
east, past the brick church, till you come to 
four comers; then turn to the right audit 
ain’t more’n a mile.” 
“ Thank you, sir.” 
A quick resolution had formed itself in 
John Gray’s mind, while lie was learning 
these facts, and in less than an hour he had 
driven up before the door of a sohcr-looking 
house and was making his inquiry, “ Does 
.Mr. De Forest live here?” of a mild-look- 
ing old lady who had answered his sum¬ 
mons to the door. 
“ He does.” 
“ Is Miss De Forest at home?” 
“ Both my daughters have gone to the 
village this afternoon." 
“ It is Alisa Mary 1 wish to see,” with a 
quick blush at tlie name. 
“They will he at home directly now, I 
think. Will you walk in and wait?” 
He had hesitated at the thought of leav¬ 
ing the satchel to tell its own story, but the 
cordial voice of the old lady decided him. 
“ I will, if you please.” 
She ushered him into a small parlor where 
the fire was going down. Stirring it up, and 
remarking upon the chill weather, she pres¬ 
ently excused herself and left him alone. 
If he had been in a maze for six weeks, his 
way was clear enough now. She had never 
heard from him,— how was it to he supposed 
she could do otherwise limn he silent? lie 
was sure she would not entirely repulse him 
now, even without the aid of the satchel, 
wldcli lie bad deposited in a chair. His 
thought struck upon the picture, and tlie let¬ 
ter, and the word “ Lethe,” and connected 
