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NOV. 20 
THE BUBAL fiEW-YOBKEB. 
CHAPTER XX. 
CHRISTMAS-TIME. 
It Is drawing near Christmas-time. The weather 
la bitterly cola, hut Mr. Baton and his niece still 
Unger in Brighton; and on aline, frosty December 
morning Cecil is sitting In the library, with halt a 
dozen letters before her, debating with Mrs. Aud- 
ley which o f their many Invitations to spend Christ¬ 
mas tney would accept. 
•• I don’t think li Is very pleasant running from 
house to house," said Cecil, rather discontentedly. 
“Uncle Henry does not like It; so we can only 
accept two. Mrs. liruyhurn, you see. asks us for 
three weeks, ami Mrs. Walsli for three, more; and 
as those two time each other very well, I suppose 
we had better accept them. By that time," added 
Cecil, her eyes brightening at the thought, “ Edgar 
and Mattie will ho thinking of turning their faces 
homeward, and we shall want to he at home to re¬ 
ceive them. I think 1 will write and accept these, 
Mrs. Audley.” 
“ Well dear, of course you know best,” said Mrs. 
AUdley, placidly. “ But before you accept, don't 
you think It will be prudent toflnd out If Mr Eles- 
ton Is Invited ?” 
Cecil s face Hushed Bllghtly— the beaut iful, weary 
lace, which had a trick of looking so sad when In 
repose—and her red Up curled. 
*• I really don’t see that it la necessary for Ernest 
to be with me wherever I go," she said, a little 
coldly. “ I think there Is nothing more unpleasant 
than for an engaged couple to be always thrown 
together lor people to make remarks upon." 
“Hallo! what treason are you giving vent to, 
Queen Cecilsaid a gay voice behind them. 
And Cecil turned to tue door, where Ernest was 
standing. 
“Good morning, Mrs. Audley,” he said, as he 
entered the room and shook hands with that 
lady. “ Good morning, uiy darling,” he added, low¬ 
ering his voice, as Cecil gave him her hand. “ llow 
are you this mor ning ?” 
“ Quite well—I am always well,” she answered, 
a little wearily. “ 'a hen did you ever know me to 
have anything the matter with me ? I am one of 
those people who never have a toothache, and who 
live to bo a hundred 1" 
“ I am delighted to hear it l” he said, laughing. 
“ I am in no hurry to get rid of you yet.” 
“ Are you not V Ah, well, never mind, you'll be 
tired ot me soon enough!” she said, gaily. 
“ I am quite willing to risk that he said, laugh¬ 
ing. but locking at her with a very fond light in 
his blue eyes. “But What Important discussion 
did I interrupt ?” he went on, as Mrs. Audley rose, 
and gather!ug up her silks and wools, prepared to 
vacate tbo library. “ Don’t let me drive you away, 
Mrs. Audley ” 
“ i have some letters to wrtce,”sa!d Mrs. Audley, 
who was getting a little tired of “holding the 
gooseberry-bush.” 
Mrs, Audley has a perfect Idea of her duties,’» 
he said laughingly, as he looked down at hls./lun-' 
cee. “ What called for that remark about engaged 
couples which tell upon my ears ?” 
•• We were talking about the Christmas Invita¬ 
tions, and Mrs. Audley was saying that I ought 
not to accept any without, knowing whether you 
had received au invitation to the same houses,” 
answered Cecil. 
“ Heaven bless the old lady for looking after my 
interests!” said he, cordially, as he sat down on a 
stool at Cecil's feet, and took her Jewelled hand 
into Ills, too much In earnest lu himself to note 
that the small Ungers gave him no answering pres¬ 
sure, but lay passive In his grasp. " What would 
she like for her Christmas gilt ?” 
Cecil smiled languidly, but madeno reply. Look¬ 
ing down at the proud blonde head, the handsome, 
animated face turned up to hers, her heart ached 
tx) think how little love she had to give him In re¬ 
turn lor the passionate devotion he laid at her feet, 
the vision or another face, much less handsome, 
but lull of proud power, was before her, 
•* Where do you intend to spend Christmas, 
Ernest?” she said, gently, lu a moment. 
“ Wherever you do.” 
•• That la satisfactory," she replied, with a slight 
laugh. “ But If you are not asked ?” 
“ I should go all the same 1” 
“ In what capacity ?” 
“ your uncle’s servant. If I could not get admis¬ 
sion under any other terms!" he replied. 
•• foolish boy}” Bhe said, lightly. 
“ Am I foolish!” he replied, half sadly. “ Well, 
nevermind, Cecil. No one sutlers for my folly 
but myself.” 
“ And do you suffer lor it?” she asked, leaning 
forward. “ Ernest, do 1 make you unhappy ?” 
*■ You!” he answered, roudly. •* Do you want to 
see the happiest man In England ? If so, here he 
sits at your feet!” 
•' What makes you happy ?’’ said Cecil, half 
smilingly, hair sadly. "Because you have made 
the worst bargain ever a looiish mau made ?” 
'• The worst! Look at yourself lu the glass, my 
Cecil, and repeat that remark If you dare !” 
“ Do you think It is a good bargain because of 
myproity looks?” she said, sorrowfully, "They 
will not last long; but If you are content, I must 
not Complain. If you are willing to take such a 
worthless woman Into your lli'e-” 
“ Cecil, how dare you? You are mine now, and 
no one shall disparage my property 1" he said, 
with tender indignation, an uncomfortable mis¬ 
giving sulking him as he looked at the beautiful 
face, the sad eyes, and felt how the hand lying In 
his burned. “ Is any thing grieving you ?” 
“Grieving me I” Cecil replied, with a start. 
« What should grieve me, Ernest ? If you are the 
happiest man, am not 1 the happiest woman? 
Have 1 not reason to be ? Have I not wealth, posi¬ 
tion, Deauty, and the truest lover?” 
She put her hand for a moment on the curling 
fair nalr wlih a gentlp touch, which dispersed ail 
Ernest's anxiety and raised him to his former 
state or bliss. 
»• But, Ernest, really you know Jt Is not quite 
imperative that we should be visiting at the same 
houses,” Cecil said, in a few moments. “We 
Burely need not present that pitiable spectacle of 
an engaged couple to all our friends. You know a 
man In that position Is really a sad sight! He is 
just as if he were mounted on a stool of repent¬ 
ance for some misdeed •” 
“ I don’t much care what I look like, Cecil,” he 
answered, good-humoredly, “ so long as I am near 
you. Besides. I shall only meet looks ot envy, 
and hear people wondering, as well they may, 
what have I done to he so blessed—what the 
beautiful Miss Lester can see In Mr. Ernest Eles- 
ton.” 
“What can 1 see!” she echoed, laughingly. 
“ Why, Ernest, are you not rich, and handsome, 
and clever ? Arenot those sufficient reasons?” 
“ Undoubtedly I” he answers, laughing also with 
some pain In Ills face. 
“ Well, then, where Is the cause for surprise ?” 
she asked him, gaily, “ Don't you think that 
Cecil Lester, whose face, such as It Is, Is her for¬ 
tune, Isa very lucky woman to have won oneot 
the great matrimonial prizes of the season ?” 
“Don’t talk so,” he said, quickly, the pain 
which was on his face reaching his voice. “ it 
hurts me, Cecil!” 
“Iam sorry. Forgive toe!” Rhe said gently, and 
slipped her hand caressingly Into his. 
“ Now to business,” she went on, In a moment. 
“ Where do you loteud to spend Christmas ?” 
“ Well, of course, under ordinary circumstances, 
T—aud T hope you, too, Cecil—would have spent 
them at, home. I so want you to know my mother 
but you see Ida’s health unfortunately keeps them 
abroad.” 
“ That is no answer to my question, Ernest,” 
Cecil said, a little Impatiently. 
“Patience.” he said, as he fumbled In his coat 
pocket, took outsome four or five unopened letters 
and threw them on to her lap. “ There, Cecil, 
read those and decide.” 
"But, Ernest, they are all unopened! They 
may not all bo invitations,” Cecil said, demurely, 
with a glance at him. “And they are all directed 
In feminine callgraphlea ” 
" You may freely open t hem,” he said, proudly. 
“ Cecil, do you think 1 would —” 
“ Deceive me ? OH! dear no. But, Ernest, en¬ 
gaged though we be, I should not like you to read 
all my letters.” 
“ That Is different,” he said, but half sadly. 
“ You have never told me you loved ine, Cecil.” 
She put her hand over his for a moment with a 
sudden little gesture of remorse aud selt reproach. 
Ernest bent down, and touched it with Uls Ups 
softly ; and without further comment Cecil began 
to open the letters. 
“ Yes,” she said at last, when she had compleled 
her task; *• It Is all right. You have invitations 
for the same date as ours. We are going to accept 
those two, so if you like, Ernest, we will go to¬ 
gether.’’ 
“if I like, Cecil!” he said, smiling. “Who 
would not Uke? But, darling cUild, don't you 
think it would have been ever so much pleasanter 
to keep Christmas quietly at home—Just you and 
Mr. Daton and myself." 
Christmas at home—what a terrible Ideal” 
said CeuU, with a slight shudder. “ It Is such a 
sad time at best, that- '' 
"Sad!” repeated Ernest, In amaze. “Why 
Christmas ought to be a very Jolly time.” 
*• It ougm to be, but la It? AU one’s sad thoughts 
come at Chrlstmas-tlme.” 
" I wonder what sad thoughts you ever have, 
Queen Cecil?” he said, caressingly. "Your life 
has been all brightness, has It not?” 
“ Do you think so.’ ilave 1 never told y r ou of my 
lonely childhood and girlhood," said Cecil, gently 
•• nor or my brother's death? Poor Ernest, you 
love a stranger, not the true Cecil! ’ 
And then she told him, softly, about her brother's 
death, and of her vow of vengeance; but, although 
she told him of Lionel Oarewe's sad death at Mon¬ 
aco, she did not tell him of her revenge on his 
brother. Lawrence Carewe’s name uever passed 
her Ups unless she were obliged to speak of It; but 
as Ernest watched her he wondered at the heavy 
trouble which made the sweet Ups quiver. 
“ Do not talk of It auy more, my dearest,” he 
said, tenderly. “Trouble shall have no part In 
your rutore life, Cecil, if I enu keep It from you.” 
And as Cecil listened t.o his tender words, and 
looked into the true, honest eyes raised to hers, 
her heart smote her bitterly.—To be continued, 
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NEW PUBLICATIONS. 
Song Hells By L. O. Emerson.— A Music Book for 
Common Scuools and .Juvenile ISimmitf Classes. 
Boston: Published by Oliver Dttson & Co. 
Song Bells has 216 pages, of which about 50 are 
devoted to the “elements,” 36 pages to easy and 
pretty melodies In all the usual keys, 104 pages to 
the usual school songs, Including some unusually 
popular ones, as “Blue Alsatian Mountains,” 
“Naucy Lee,” and “Twickenham Ferry,” after 
which 20 pages contain sacred music for opening 
and closing. “ Graded ” singing books are now In 
use in a number of cities and towns, but a genial 
general collection like this Is not out of place even 
there; as an extra book, while It Is Just the thing 
for thousands of schools that are but partially 
graded. 
It Is quite a number of years since Mr. Emerson 
has favored the boys and girls with one of his new 
genial and well selected collections of school songs. 
Excellent new graded singing books are now much 
In use; DUt mere is about as much need as ever of 
good general collections In which songs ot the kind 
that attract the public ravor may be Inserted, 
without any arraugemeutas to difficulty. 
The Welcome Chorus— A Song-Book for High 
Schools, AcftdemtrK and SonnnanoH, By w. y. 
TinuicN. Bobton: Published by Oilvur Ditr.on & Co. 
Tho llrst thing noticeable In connection with 
this " welcome book la tho graceful title, which 
Is ornamented with a view of a high school build¬ 
ing. onopeuing the book we find a well-arranged 
Interior. There Is an elementary course, a little 
high-toned for a grammar scholar, but Just about 
right for the young lady or gentleman who Is to 
use the hook. Now that better times In musical 
matters are at hand, principals and teachers will 
be Interested In examining the new book, whose 
author has had a hand In two others, and who evi¬ 
dently Is master of his vocation. The Welcome 
Chorus commences with a sort of high elementary 
course, which la rollowed by quite a large division 
containing sacred music for opening and closing 
exercises, and for practice. After this the rest of 
the bool: <or 150 pages) is tilled with appropriate 
glees or part-songs, arranged in four parts. It Is 
understood that beginners may all sing one part, 
that Is the air; afterward, as they become more 
competent, they may try two parts, or three, or 
four. Moauwbllo tho four parts played In har¬ 
mony make an excellent accompaniment to the 
singing, whether It Is In one or more parts. 
MAGAZINES FOR NOVEMBER. 
Thk Herald op Health—Contents :— General 
Articles: Common Mind Troubles, («); A Talk 
about Kindergartens; Dangers In the Prime of 
life. Our Dessert Table: A Song with a Moral; 
The Soul’s Prophecy; lu Sickness. Topics of the 
Month: Prison Reform; Health In the Schools; 
Gladstone’s Recovery of Health; Death of Byron; 
Statue of Burns; Business Rules; Sand and Mud 
Baths; A Powerful Man; Rello or the Incas; Paris 
Smells, studies In Hygiene for Women: Prof. 
Newman on Cookery; A Nice Dish ; Soda in Cook¬ 
ing; Heating Flour while Grinding; Coma; Es¬ 
quimaux Wives; My sick Boy; Oatmeal; current 
Literature; Health Foods. 
Prison Reform— There has been a feeble de¬ 
mand for prison rerorm from a few earnest and 
philanthropic people for many years, and through 
their efforts a good deal haB been done to mitigate 
the severity of treatment criminals receive, and 
make it somewhat more rational-but it seems 
still as It there was much more to do in this direc¬ 
tion, more perhaps than can be accomplished 
within a century. There ought to be a rational 
system of treating criminals, free from all cruelly 
on the one hand, or mawkish sentimentality on 
tho other hand, one ts as bad as the other. To 
treat an unfortunate being as a monster who has 
no rights any one Is bound to respect, la Itself a 
crime quite as great as any thing the criminal has 
done. TO trcarcerate him in a dungeon away 
from light or air, or means of preserving his 
health, as 1s so common, is an Insult to our better 
nature which ought not to be toleraied anywhere. 
To keep him on a meager and unnatural diet, and 
to deprive him of all opportunities except the very 
pooiest for mental and moral Improvement, Is 
inconsistent with the enlightenment of the age in 
which we live. On the other hand sentimentality, 
pity, and coddling are not what Is required In a 
true reform In the treatment of criminals. Sen¬ 
timentality weakens whatever it touches—cruelty 
debases all thallt acts upon, What is needed Is 
something that will tone up and strengtnen, rath¬ 
er than debase or weaken the character of the 
criminal. This can only be done by a system or 
education which shall bo rational and adapted to 
bis requirements. In our asylums for Idiots we 
train these unfortunate creatures In a way to de¬ 
velop their weak intellects up to as high a stand¬ 
ard as they are capable of rising. In the reform 
school for boys In Ohio a somewhat similar course 
is pursued, and it has worked so well that the 
boyB rarely or never run away from the place, 
although the restrictions are so slight they could 
do so If they wished. These boys are not only 
taught every branch ot agriculture, horticulture, 
and more or less of mechanic arts, but educated 
intellectually and morally It Is rational educa¬ 
tion, not punishment, that they receive. Health, 
intellect and moral nature are all braced up aDd 
strengthened. Even the hardest casts are gener- 
ally made over Into decent boys. This la reasona¬ 
ble and wise. Tho same course should be pursued 
with criminals. They should be educated, mode 
over Into decent men so far as possible, and their 
terms ot Imprisonment should be located In tne 
country, and a large tract ot land should be hud, 
and this should be reclaimed and Improved by 
prison labor, which need not compete with the 
labor ot those outside, as now; but It should be 
made self-supporting. No speculators should con¬ 
trol It. It might take years to perfect the plan, 
but it can be done, and some day will be done It 
humanity progresses as we hope and believe It 
will. Justice demands It. Criminals are too often 
so from an lmperlect physical and mental or¬ 
ganization aud defective training, Just as Idiots 
are. They cannot compete with stronger men in 
the battle of life, and so take an easier way, as 
they erroneously think, to earn a living Most of 
these can be reformed by a right course. It is our 
duty to do It.—M. L. Holbrook, M.D., In Herald 
of Health. 
I’HRENOLOOICXL JOURNAL.—CONTENTS: F1V0 
Great Men In Science; Notes on the Physiology 
and Pathology or the Brain; Studies lu compara¬ 
tive Phrenology: Sphenoidal Bone lu the Carniv¬ 
ora, Rodent and Bird, illustrated; Names and 
Places ; Saudford It. Gifford, N. A. Portrait; The 
University ot California; The Brantford Indians; 
Ellphaz, the Pseudomaniac—The Phrenological 
Commentator. II.; Ilow they Look in Outline; 
Keep a Journal; Confucius; Health in the Pulpit; 
Microscopic Analysis of Milk. Illustrated; Cm log 
Disease by Fasting ; The Bible for Health ; Notes 
In Science and Agriculture; Editorial Items; Po¬ 
etry ; Answers to correspondents; What They Say; 
Personals, Wisdom, Mirth, Library. 
Celia Laiohton was born In Portsmouth, N. H., 
June 29, 1836. When but four or rive years old, her 
lather, being disappointed In certain political ex¬ 
pectations, purchased Hog island (now Appledore) 
and made it. his residence, declaring he would 
never return to the malulaud. Here the girl lived 
for ten years, and during all that time rarely saw 
other uieu besides her father and brothers, yet her 
thoughuul, observant nature found much employ¬ 
ment amid the rocks and shoals, and the vistas of 
the sea which surrounded her. These rougher 
phases of nature furnished material for many a 
tender verse which later on found its thousand 
readers In circles far away from t he Isles of Shoals- 
At leDgth the lonely rocks became interesting to 
the outer world, as a seaside resort for Summer 
visitors, and among the first to go to Appledore 
was Mr. Tbaxter, then a Portsmouth lawyer, who, 
being In delicate health, visited t he Island to re¬ 
cover his physical vigor, and built a little cottage. 
He saw the maiden ot the Isle, was pleased with 
her appearance, and In process of time won her 
affections. Her father at first opposed a mar¬ 
riage, but at last reluctantly consented. Her first 
visit to the mainland was made on her wedding 
tour. Slnec then Mrs. Thaxter has passed her life 
sometimes on shore and sometimes at. the Isles, 
where she has a modest and tasteful cottage In 
the vicinity of the well-known Appledore House, 
which Is kept by her brothers. This cottage Is 
reached by a weU-worn path, often traversed by 
visitors to the Island and guests of the hotel, near¬ 
ly all of whom know the. authoress by reputation, 
as the. mixed crowds found at. the popular water- 
resorts In the neighborhood of our large cities sel¬ 
dom make their appearance here, preferring to air 
their coarseness and lack or intelligence in some 
more congental locality. 
Mrs. Thaxter'a poems and other writings bear 
bo much upon ihe scenery and life of the isles of 
Shoals, among which she has Rpent almost, her 
whole mortal career, as far as it. has extended, 
that she might well be named their poet and his¬ 
toriographer, Two volumes ot hers published in 
Boston, are entitled “Poems,” and “Among the 
Isles of Shoals ” the latter being a collection of 
prose sketches. Ot her poetry, perhaps “The 
Wreck of the Pocahontas,” “ Rock Weeds," “The 
swallow,” “Midsummer Midnight,” would be 
among the favorite selections of those who arc fa¬ 
miliar with it.—Phrenological Journal for No¬ 
vember. 
St. Nicholas.—Contents.— Frontispiece, Once 
upon a Time; The Crew of the Captain’s Gig: 
Golden-hair; a Russian Folk-story; Thirteen and 
Dolly, Verses; The Swiss Glaciers; A Nonsense 
Rhyme; The Magician’s Daughter; Thistle-down, 
Poem; The Agassiz Association; Tho Outcast, 
Bonn; Gleaning; Tom ; Kitty 'a -shopping; Bug¬ 
aboo Bill, the Giant, Verses; Mystery in a Man¬ 
sion, chapters I and II; The Crow-child: Tinsel 
Without, but Metal Within, Verses; Flue, or Su¬ 
perfine; Home Curious Nests; Our Little School¬ 
girl, Verses; The Great See ret; The Sad Story of 
the Chilly Family, Verses; Lacrosse; Sewing-ma¬ 
chine Designs, six Illustrations by U. W. Troy; 
Picture-Jingle; For Very Little Folk; Jack-ln-the- 
Pulplt; The Letter-Box; The Riddle-box, illus¬ 
trated. 
Lacrosse.— The Indian or North America Is com¬ 
monly supposed to be a grim and sober creature, 
who never laughs; a man who at all times con¬ 
ducts hlmselt lu a sedate and rather gloomy man¬ 
ner. He Is very dlgnUled, and never, never smiles. 
It Is said that, when at home, he Is always think¬ 
ing of going on the war-path, or planning a grand 
and mighty hunt, or silting by his wigwam think¬ 
ing ot nothing in particular, which la always a 
solemn proceeding in anybody. 
Now, It Isa curious fact that the Indian has been 
strangely misrepresented. It has been discovered 
that he really liked a little Inn, aud could enjoy a 
game as well as any one. The Chinese fly kites, 
and the wild Arabs of tho Desert, tell stories. It Is 
thought the ancient Egyptians played jack-Blones, 
and we may be sure the Japanese enjoy many 
games, as you may learuby looking at their pic¬ 
ture-fans. All the civilized nations have games; 
the English like cricket, wo have base-ball, and 
the people of Holland are supposed to have Inven¬ 
ted skates, for which they deserve the lasting 
grailtuue of mankind. It Is Interesting to and 
that, after all, the Indiana have been very badly 
treated by the historians, and that they, too, had 
an eye for fun, and even had a game of their own. 
When the French first explored the great coun¬ 
try to the norih, along the St. Lawrence and the 
lakes, they found the Indians had a wild and ex¬ 
citing game that they played on the grassy inter¬ 
vals along tire rivers, or on ihe lcc In winter. 
Hundreds of Indians would sometimes play ut a 
ball game, like that shown In the above picture. 
They used a ball of stuffed skin, and a carious bat, 
looking something like a " hockey,” having a net 
Of reindeer hide between the handle and tho crook 
of the hockey. The French called the bat a 
cross#, and, naturally enough, tho game was soon 
called “Lacrosse." This 18 foriunate, lor the 
OJlbways called It “Baggataway," and the Iro¬ 
quois called It “TekontBhlkwaheks,” and there 
certainly would be little satisfaction in playing a 
game with either of these distressing names.—St. 
Nicholas for November. . 
Dsmohebt's MAOAzrNK — Contents : Following 
out the Text: Oil picture rrom a painting by Air. 
T. W. Wood: The Playmates. Steel Eugravmg; 
The Poetry or Autumn; Thu Flowers ot tue Flelu; 
thanksgiving; Seed lime and Harvest; 'lire 
Trumpet Major; Talks with Girls; Augusia 
Evans Wilson; A Wasted Harvest; Following 
Out LUo Text. House aud Hume—My Housekeep¬ 
ing Class: Fashionable Stationery , A Summer on 
the Rhine; Correspondents' Club, Young Ameri¬ 
cas Corner Where the Harebells and Violets 
Grow. Elizabeth Kirkwood, concluded. What 
dm he Make; Aspiration; Illustrated Helms. Fan¬ 
cy Work. EdltOiium Fashions. Ladles Club. 
This number of Demoresi's presents many new 
styles, represented by gum and written explana¬ 
tions. which as usual will serve to meet the de¬ 
mands ot us patrons. Literary matter fills many 
of Its pages. _ 
Domestic Magazine.— Contents:—Fashions, Il¬ 
lustrated; The Undergoing; November Poem. 
Berime; An Episode Ailzpah (Poem) se¬ 
lected; Treasure Trove; Art Paper; The All r 
aelo of St. Agatha; The Relief Ship ut Twilight 
(Poem); Fact, Rumor, and comment; St. Mar¬ 
tin’s Summer (Poem); a Loudon Letter; Household 
Department; Now Books; Note.-v; Answers to 
correspondents; Varieties; Publishers’ Depart¬ 
ment. 
Tuk reader of tlrla number will find tbe custom¬ 
ary matter of lasiuon, literature etc. The House¬ 
hold Department by Mis. 11. W. Beecher is in¬ 
teresting and calculated to confer a benefit upon 
hitherto careless housekeepers. 
