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FEB.27 
nnd fell fainting to the floor. And why? Mrs. sh 
Clark, In re-folding a letter of Howards w« 
which she had been reading amlled with more 1 
of mirth in her smile than her usually cold face fa 
was wont to express. In answer to Mabels sh 
look of inquiry—*' My boy la engaged to bo mar- -ih 
rlcd, Miss Onr.v. I* ho not a sly fellow to keep a* 
It secret so long? However, I know the lady, ca 
and am well pleased with hi* choice. O. the J 
students! wliat boys they are for falling in Di 
love, to be sure!” f° 
With her last word* the lady left the room, he 
and MaBRL, white and faint, reached her own to 
room, she knew not how, and then fainted, pc 
When consciousness returned the poor girl hi 
moaned in wony. He ha4 forgotten her then, yc 
despite his protestations not a year ago! •ho w< 
could have given him up then, oh no easily, for tie 
all the love her heart held for him compared ol 
to now—after all these months of waiting Mid sli 
oh ! did he realize all he was causing her to suf- sti 
f er '(—was it possible that he could forget so hr 
soon? , . 
Mrs. CfiAiut wondered much at M aui'I, s suu- 
den indisposition, but did not guess the truth re 
until little Kffik, rummaging with childish wl 
curiosity, during Mabel's temporary absence a 
from her ronrn.lhe bureau drawers,which bap- st 
pened for that day to be unlocked, found and „i 
carried “to mamma" a small likeness of her w! 
brother. Then the indignant mother called yc 
Madkl, and showing hot the likeness, in liar*h in 
and cruel temper dismissed the young gover fa 
ness from tier house. She would listen to no fr 
explanations. “ It was enough," she said, to m 
have discovered her Impudence in daring to at 
conceal a 1 iIteness of her son, as though she had tli 
a right to love the original. Do you suppose he s t 
would stoop to bestow more than a passing w 
thought upon one so fur beneath him in sta¬ 
tion ?" she inquired, angrily ; and Maiikl, who is 
could not explain, even had she been allowed „t 
to do so, silently left the house with her w 
month's salary, and only a slender wardrobe ol 
for the bitterly cold season. And Efkib cried 
herself to sleep that night because her dear Cj 
governess was gone away. *t 
Then followed days and weeks of distress hi 
and mental anguish for our poor Mabel in the T( 
crowded city to which she came at once after c ] 
her sudden dismissal from Mrs. Clark's beau- 8 < 
tlful home on the bank* of the Hudson. How ai 
she shrank from the nolso and dire confusion h 
by which she was surrounded In her miserable 
attic room, the rent of which was weekly ies- al 
aening her small means 1 And December was w 
close at hand. She had found no work to do. Rl 
Her adveri.isementb for the position of gover- u 
ness had remained unnoticed, and at last she e 
found herself reduced to absolute distress and c 
aotual starvation. Weary and sick—her heart. 5l 
sore and almost broken with the sudden blow ,, 
It had received still Bonding out to him she rj 
loved, loving, earnest prayer* for his happiness, *• 
even though he had destroyed her’* what won- t 
der that, with no ray of light ahead, and too 0 
hopeless even to remember the “ silver lining 
belonging to, perhaps, those same clouds 8 
which were now shrouding her in darkness, a 
she prayed for death and rest eternal! s 
Howard returned from hts year of sight-see- c 
j D g, and hi* first words, after greeting his 1 
mother, were for MaukL. Surprised beyond - 
measure, Mrs. Clark replied stiffly that “Miss 
Guay no longer lived with her, and In fact she 
was quite unable to place the girl's present 
whereabouts," adding, “ Hut why should you 
care where she may be? Surely, Howard, my 
daughter’s governess cannot have interested 
you, ray son, very particularly ?” 
And, white with anger and grief combined, 
the young man replied: 
“ Mother, sho did Interest me so much that 
all the love my heart is capable of has gone out 
to her, and I will marry no one save Mabel 
Grey, if Mabel Grf.y will accept your son !” 
Then said Mrs. Clark, “Bui did you not 
write me that yon were engaged to a lady 
whom you met In Paris? You certainly did,” 
continued the indignant mother; “and I re¬ 
peated tli* nows to Mis* Grey." 
*' I wrote, mother, that I was engaged, but 
did not say to whom, or where I met the lady. 
God forgive me for my unfortunate blunder In i 
trying to break the news gently to you! I j 
mentioned no name, and you drew wrong con- I 
elusions. I have been engaged to Mabel Grey 
ever since I left home, and but for tho pride 
which rules every action and thought of your 
life, my stately mother, you should have known 
the truth ere I went away. But 1 did not dare 
to tell you; and I hoped, oh! how truly I 
hoped, that during my absence you would learn 
so dearly to lovo my poor Mabel hb to place no 
obstacle In the way w hen at last I could mus¬ 
ter courage enough to confess ail to you. 
Then Howard told his mother of his last 
meeting with Mabel; and that it was only 
after lie had exhausted her young strength 
with his repeated urging that she finally yield¬ 
ed to hi* wishes and promised all he desired. 
“ It was only for her dear sake," he said, “ that. 
I desired secrecy. I am a strong man, and can 
take care of myself ; but sho, an orphan, and 
this her only homo, how could I risk her being 
turned out from all Its comforts! Mother, I do 
not mean to wound you; but you have been 
more than unjust and cruel! 1 he young man 
paced the room rapidly' as ho spoke, and his 
mother saw tears in tho proud blue eyes of her 
son, and wondered when she had seen them 
there before. 
“ I will go away," began Howard once more. 
“I will search for my darling, day and night; 
and when I find her, if she will, oh ! if she will, 
she shall bear your son’s name, and if we must, 
we can work for a living together!" 
Mrs. Clark'b pride gave way, and she wept 
for the first time. Rather than lose her boy. 
she would open her arms, if not, her heart, to 
-ihe missing girl, and so make Howard happy 
again. All this she promised him, and he grew 
cal in and hopeful. 
it is almost told, this little story of sorrow. 
Days and nights passed, and Howard Clark 
searched fruitlessly for bU lost love, But when 
he had began to despair at. last, he happened 
to stumble upon an old woman in one of the 
poorest streets the city' contained, and putting 
his usual question, “ Did you ever know of a 
young woman named Miss M ABEL Grky, who 
was In destitute circumstances, and had w an¬ 
dered from Mends?" Khe replied, with her 
old, honest face serious with sympathy, "Sure, 
sir, belike yer av her; who would let, the cratur 
starruv, mid she In a strange place? Sure. I 
hopo ye'll be afthcr the finding her,sir! Belike 
yer her brother !*' 
Howard groanod and turned away; but God 
read the grip In ids heart, and blessed the tears 
which flowed silently In the darkness, ft was 
a bitterly cold night In February, when the 
street* were white with frost and sleet. Alone 
amid the darkness, and blown by the cruel 
winds, walked, or staggered, a woman young in 
years, but whose face was so drawn with suiTer- 
ing and cold that It should have belonged to a 
far older person. There were light s streaming 
from happy homes, and Bounds of music and 
mirth stealing out through dosed windows 
and drawm curtains; but these only mocked 
the lonely wanderer, and the tears which 
streamed from her eyes froze quickly on the 
white, wan cheeks. 
“No home, no friends,no resting-place! It 
is better to die!" she moaned leebly; and us a 
strange faintness came upon her, the young 
woman sank down beneath the flickering light 
of a street lamp and dosed her eyes. 
And here, only a few moments after, Howard 
Clark found her whom he sought, O, sweet, 
sad face! The angel*, more pitiful than man, 
had smoothed away all traces or care and sor¬ 
row, and though It was white as tho snow that 
clung to the lamp-post, and still as siler.ee It¬ 
self, yet a tender smile rested on the lips and 
an Ineffable psnee shone there which in life 
had been long unknown. 
In vain for Howard in bis agony to clasp the 
slender form closely In his arms, or klsH the 
small hands that once had nestled In his own 
so lovingly. The gray eyes would never more 
unclose, and tho lip* wh'cb, till death had seal¬ 
ed them, formed prayers for Howard Clark, 
could never again speak his name. The cluster¬ 
ing curls about bin forehead were threaded with 
gray when at last Howard returned to his 
mother. “I have sinned, mother,” he moaned. 
" and must feel my punishment for loDg years 
to come; but Mabel, my Mabel, is ut rest for 
ever." 
Near Mrs. Clark’ 8 stately homo, a pure white 
1 shaft marks the spot where M abkl is sleeping, 
• and the Hudson flow* silently below-, surging 
softly all the time a tender requiem Tor the dear 
■ one whose life was so blighted and for whom 
! Howard 1b mourning even yet. 
class. There is much new and good music in 
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needed for these revival times. 
flnnd-Uook of the Kan*** 8Ui« Agricultural 
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changes which have recently been made 
therein. __ 
The Antiquity of Christianity, by JOHN At- 
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are pamphlets recently issued by CfJAS. P. 
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Thu Fortune-Keeker is the fouith volume of 
a new edition of the popular works of Mrs. E. 
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Tlie Atlantic Monthly for March opens rich, 
like a honeycomb, having sweets in every cell, 
or page. Among its contributors are Mark 
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The Popular Keicnce Monthly for March 
contains papers from some of the ablest scien¬ 
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Herbert Spencer, Prof*. Tyndall, Huxley 
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The Phrenological Journal for March opens 
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late Gf.rrit Smith, and also portrays and 
sketches King Kalakaua, Geo. F. Trask, E. 
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The Clniolesllne Marriage, by Miss Eliza A. 
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The must rated Annual of Phrenology and 
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Though containing only 108 pages, this is 
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Thomas Carlyle ib resurrecting the old i 
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The next volume of the “ Bric-a-Brac Series,” 
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A history of Spain, by a Spanish statesman 
of recent timos, ftanor Ply Margall, is said to be 
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J. B. Ford a Co. announce a volume of 
sketches, entitled “ Romance and Reality," by 
Mrs. A. E. Barr. 
The great mysterious hook, the secret history 
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Mr. Henry James’ collection of stories, just 
Issued by James It. Osgood & Co., is a deserving 
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The Messrs. Llpplncott of Philadelphia, are 
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They are enterprising publishers. 
Harper & Brothers are to reprint from 
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a valuable account of ten years’ travel. 
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j College. 
Prof. Florentino has discovered, In a 
library at Rome, a manuscript work on the 
“Reformation," of about SJOO pages, by tho 
philosopher Campanella. 
The announcements of American publishers 
for the coming few months reveal a smaller 
number even than usual of “native” books. 
I Most of the issues for weeks are to be reprints 
I of English works. 
“Biology for Beginners," by an American 
. lady. Miss Stevenson, who has been a pupil of 
Prof. Huxley, is in press at Appleton’s and is 
i spoken of in the highest terms by those who 
j have read extracts from it. 
THE JOY OF DOING GOOD. 
If thou wouldat know the purest Joy 
That e’er suffused the soul of man. 
Or deep within hi* bosom burned— 
Pure, bcaven-borij Joy without alloy— 
Go forth where only God can scan 
The act: go where Ills love 1* r.purned. 
And where Hi* peace is never known. 
And take a fallen brother’s hand 
In thine, and lead him to the Light. 
Do this because tliy love has grown 
More like the Master's, truly grand. 
And Ho whose omnipresent sight 
Reaches beyond all mortal ken, 
Down to the depths of every heart, 
Will see the bidden motive there. 
If for HI* sake ye do it. then 
A joy which soems of heaven a part 
Shall give thee peace beyond compare. 
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"FOLLOWING YONDER STAR!” 
It is of very little consequence to answer the 
question whither we are going. Guide-books 
are not Bible*. So long as we trust in truth and 
follow where i t leads, there can be no difficulty. 
There Is no danger in hi* losing faith, to-mor¬ 
row, who is true to his faith, to-day. Whoever 
studies the past well cannot help having faith 
that He who has conducted the race to its pres¬ 
ent higlitof civilization will lead this genera¬ 
tion nut of all the maze* of doubt and all the 
uncertainties of partial lusight. Theology has 
reached a crisis in its history. All existing be¬ 
liefs are provisional and tentative. Tho earnest 
religious thinker*, in all communions, are more 
or loss dissatisfied with what they have believed 
and taught, and arc reaching out for convic¬ 
tions that are in accord with the results of 
science and criticism. The unrest of the age is 
the most vital and religion* element of the age. 
It is a divine discontent that ruffles the surface 
of society and agitates Its depths as the angel 
troubled tho pool. And whoever has faith In 
Deity, or in the permanence of the order of the 
universe, must believe that the Interests of 
truth and goodness will be cared for in the 
future as in the past; and when regiment after 
regiment begin to strike their tents and break 
camp, though they move under sealed orders, 
it is to fight some necessary battle or to fortify 
elsewhere. 
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KINDLY REMINDERS OF DEATH. 
There was a heathen Uiugonce, named Philip 
of Macedon, and a very wise king he was, though 
he was a heathen, and one of the wisest of his 
plans was this:—He had a slave, whom he or¬ 
dered to come to him, every' morning of his 
life, whatever ho wa* doing, and say to him in 
a loud voice, “ Philip, remember that thou 
must die!" He was a heathen, but a great 
many who call themselves Christiana are not 
half so wise as he, for they take all possible 
cure not to remember that they must die, but 
to forget that they must die; and yet every 
living man ha* a servant who. like King Philip’s, 
puts him In xnlud, whether ho like* it or not, 
that his day will run out at last, and his twelve 
hourslof life will he over, and then die he must. 
And who is that servant ? A man’* own body. 
Happy for him though if his body is his servant 
—not his master and his tyrant. But still, bo 
that as it may, every finger ache that one’s 
body has, every cough and cold one’s body 
catches, ought to be to us a warning, like King 
Philip’s servant, “ Remember that thou must 
die." Every little pain and illness is a warning, 
a kindly hint from our Father in heaven, that 
we are doomed to death; that we have but 
twelve hours in this short day of life, and that 
we must get our work done and our accounts 
settled, and be ready for our long journey. 
AN EMBALMED CHILD. 
The Cincinnati Enquirer says that a family in 
the suburbs of that city having lost a little girl, 
had her body embalmed and retained In the 
house, a hearse having been employed to be 
driven from the door, that the neighbors’ ap¬ 
prehensions might be quieted hy believing that 
the funeral had taken place. The Enquirer 
says“ The body, when embalmed, was cloth¬ 
ed in Its accustomed garments and laid away. 
Daily the grief-stricken parents pay visits to the 
resting place of their little one, where she ap¬ 
pears as fresh as when the breath first left her 
body, and where none but the eboeen few of 
their immediate relatives are permitted to 
share with them the view of the little sleeper. 
It may be added that the presence of the body 
in the house, although perfectly free from any¬ 
thing unpleasant, has so worn upon the health 
of the mother that, tho father lia.s felt a neces¬ 
sity for its removal, but ids w ile still clings to 
it, and begs them to let it remain.” 
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Aid the Poor. —We sometimes wish men 
would act twice as loud as they profess, espe¬ 
cially when poverty, distress and squalid misery 
are so great in the world. The timos are very 
hard in some quarters. Many are out of em¬ 
ployment. Many sr* too poor to provide for 
the stern rigors o! winter. Will not Christians 
temper the winds lor these shorn lambs? Can 
| they tell Jesus how much they love Him, and 
I not do so? “Inasmuch as ye have done It to 
j one of these ray brethren, ye have dona It unto 
1 mo."—Watchman and Reflector. 
