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a wish, Mino To a roi hcsido llin liill; A heohive's hum shall sootho my oar, A willowy brook that turns a mill With many a oil ahull linger near. Thn swallow oft hone nth my thatch Shall twlttor from her clay-built nest; Oft nhall tho pilgrim lift tho latch, And skaro iny meal, a welcome guoat. Around my ivipd porch shall spring Each fragrant flower thatdrinksthodow; And Ijiicy, at horwhoel nhall sing In russet gown and apron bluo. Tho vlllago chnrch among tho trees, Whoro 11 rst our marrigB vows wcro given, With many peals snail swell 1110 ureozo, And point with taper spiro to heaven. Samuol Hogers. EVM AS STRilA'GERS. "So yon wish to keep your secret from Sir Lennox?" "How could I toll him now?" "Tho task may grow harder if you wait. If lio is to becomo your friend, Clytie, you must confide in him, or it wero better ho remained always a strangor." The last words wcro uttered very gently, but with an earnestness that gave them a tone of authority ; and tho girl to whom thoy woro addressed sat silent, hor cyjs full of wistful thought. "I cannot toll him," sho decides after along iauso "what need is thoro? Ho is nothing moro to mo than all tho other mon and women I havomot. Why should I toll him tho story of my lifo?" "It would bo better, J think, dear, no is unliko all UnCUthorH." Olytio sighod, and liaised once more into silouco o i It was evening calm, cool twilighP after tho glaro and scorch of a July nun and Olytio was sitting bononth tho jioroh of a quaint, roso-covoredx-ottago, that nestled like a groat bouquet amidst tho folinjjo of a shady valley. Lilyvalo it was called, nnd tho swoot whito bulla clusteicdo thickly in tho mossy nooks, making tho air fragrant with their breath, as tho brcezo stolo amongst thorn. "It is becauso ho is unliko everybody elso that T cannot let his friondshipnss by mo, who said at length, a strango weariness in hor voice. "I wish to know him more." "Then why not umko ytfnrsclf know to him?" Tho girl's pale fuoo flushed, and sli pulled restlessly at somo honevsueklo leaves growing up tho side of tho porch. "I couldn't," sho answered, her eyes suddenly growing misty. "I said I would not long, long ago, and I shall keep myoword. Don't speak about it any more, donr Mas. Aubroy; you only make mo nnserablo and Sir Lonnox is tho Inst I would have know." q "Very well, Olytio," laying a carress ing hand on tho girl's shoulder. "lie advised by your own heart, and act al ways as you think would bo best for your hnppinos; you aro loo truo not to think wisiily." Mrs. Aubrey bout and kissod tho girl's soft cheek, then seeing her thoughts had wandered away, sho loft her and passed into tho houseo Olytio was not loft long to indulgo in her dreams. Somn one from u distance seemed to hnvo waited this opportunity ol spunking iilono with hor. Some ono with a tall manly form, clad in an old velvet suit, which lookod as if it had homo tho water o many seasons. Ho watkod leisuroly toward her, lift ing his dusty folt hat with n vfi-y easy grace as sho glanced in his direction. "I am glad to eo you in tho midst of your roses," ho exclaimed, in a deep, rich voico, when he camo within spontf Ing distance. "I was nfraid you woro not very well, nnd might perhaps bo prisoner. 1 am delighted to ilnd you looking so bright." A warm blindi had tinged hor oheoks nnd lips at tho sight of him, and her doir, Id mi eyes had grown stinngoly brilliant under tlioir dark lashos. "Whatmado you think 1 was ill?" sho asked, steadily meeting his admir ing guzo. "1 heard somothing to that effect when I was passing through tho village just now, and strolled over to seo what truth there was in tho rumor." Olytio frowned. "I wish peoplo would not intorfero with what concerns thorn so little 1" sho exclaimed, petulantly. "1 object greatly to being niado a subject for villago gossip." "You should tako it as i compli ment," ho replied, laughing. "I believe nil who live within ten miles of this aro your slaves, and would die at any mo ment in your service myself not ox eeptei'.," ho added, dropping down into tin sent next to hor. "J should be much obliged if you would not talk such nonsense, Sir Leu mo," sho said, coldly. Ho looked hurt. "Howaoon 1 displease you!" he mut tired, a sudden enrnostnntis subduing liis voice; "will you novor say ono kind word tome?" "Worol to, would you value that word?" "Try mo," with porsuasivo oagornes.'. She id look her hoad. "You have no right to exjM'et kind new from me," slut mild. sadly, hur oyoa noting reproachfully on his hamUoino fare "No right f vun to auk for it." "Do you think I nut Iom than hu man V ho exclaimed bitterly. "Am 1 m ueoiimml tlut my II'.' in to be cant into dntolutlon left void of all hope, nil lghtV If you know how lonely, bnw duik my Jayuuio, you would pit mol" "I do pity you," with a llunlt of Kw-rn tlml liurlwf oiuilly into hi on. "hiA M I would limn von pUy inn," ho rt lorlud. hviidiiig hi Imttd t louk iwlu Jivr "V"Ui vim lmo nndu mo foci this bittcrncssl A wanderer's lif contended mo till I found you hero now I feel tho courso of tho bondago that holds mo away Ixom you that seals mo down to nn irrevocable fate; I know now what I havo missed." "His voico was broken with passion, fiorce, vengeful, hopeless; nnd, rising, lie paced restlessly up and down, his hands clenched, his brow darkly knit. Olytio watched him as though sho would penetrate into his very soul. "You speak so strangely," sho falter ed; "I cannot follow you, sir Lonnox." "How should you, whon you have so littlo suspicion of tho truth 1 Ono thing you must know that I lovoyou, and my lovo has como too late, for tho world holds a woman who calls herself my wife." Ho spoko with exceeding bitterness, nnd his oyes grow hot nnd haggarans the memory cf tho womnn to whom ho had bound his fato, floated through his brain. Olytio evinced no surpriso nt his 0vords. "I wonder you did not romombor this sooner," was nil sho snid, and then lookod right away from him. "llcmembor! Do you think I hovo over forgotten?" ho oxclaimed, pausing abruptly in his impetuous walk. "You cannot understand whnt it is to bo bound to ono for whom you caro noth ing ono who less to you than a stranger 1" "Perhaps I can; though Iimaginoyou can scarcely havo felt your tie since you camo to Stratford. Does Lady Kuthor ford novor travel with you?" "Xover. Wo do noi trend tho same path through lifo; I could not havo homo thnt. Sho was in tho south of Prnnco whon I last heard of her; sho may bo nt the North Folo now for all I know; I only hopo wo shall never stand sido bv sido ngnin on this earth. I think of her as my worst enemy through her my life's happiness(iia3 boen wrocked 1" Olytio )alod, startled by tho pa?- sionato bitterness vibralnng in Jus sub ducd (ones. O "now has sno wrojigoit-ymi " sue asked, with that sumo ring of scorn in hor words which seemed to strike in his soul when sho said she pitied him. "Js it not sullioiont wrong to mo that sho is mv wifo" ho muttered, fiercely "You havo not heard tho sTory, or you'd understand." "Will you toll moaomn day, Sir Lon nox?" o HI tell you now it you liavo llio pntience to listen," ho replied, gloomily. "Tho story is soon told. My unolo Hid last living relative I had on his death bed forcod from mo nn ontli thnt I would marry somo ono to whom ho had left half his fortuno, so that his wealth might descend to thoso who rightfully boro his name. 1 declined to havo any part in tho arrangeniont, choosing to givo up tho money rathor than marry a girl L had never seen. My obstinacy exasperated him, and n fnurfiil Hi'itim riimii'd. to end which I con sented to do as hSNvished. I know if I lid not 1 should be tho cnuso ol hasten ing lus end. 1 need Hardly tell you tho rest. Wo woro married, but it had been previously agreed botwoon jntrselvcs that wo should part immediately after tho coremony, which wo did, and havo never met to this day." "How long ago did this happon?" Olytio asked, hor sweet voice Hounding very low anil (treaniliKo alter iiuturior silenco that follow! his words. "Last Novomber. It was a black, dismal day; a lit day for such a compact to bo sealed. It was moro luco u Mineral than a marriage. I sltivored whon I looked at my bride, for alio had wound her veil about her like a shroud, and tho hand she gave mo seemed to havo tho chill of death upon it." "Do you think do you think the cer emony was ns natoiui to nor.'- invito asked, gazing up at him with an expres sion ho could not detlne. "Inevorgavotho question a thought," ho replied, moodily; I supposo sho didn't mind much, or sho would havo rebelled and won tho day. Womend mvo a knaoloof always gotting their own way. "Hut if tho old man would not bo ontradieted if ho could not live or dio in ponco till this mad whim was gratified how could she flu his last moments with reckless dissatisfaction and pain? Even you had not tho heart to hold out longer against his wish."0 "No: weak fool that I was! l tint not fool tho weight of tho fetter I had forged on my life till I wanted to uso my free dom. It Iliad novor seen you, I should never havo known what I had missed! He took her hand, and for u second hold it in a close, hot clasp; thon, drop ping it suddenly, ho moved from her sido nnd comnioncod his aimless pacing up and down. Ulytio wtuclicd nun wistiuiiy, nor largo, innocent oyes more pitiful than thov had been before, tho soft bloom on her cheeks losing its richness. "I am glad you havo told mo your story," sho murmured, aftor a long pause, uuablo to enduro mo silence any longer; "1 may bo able to help you." Ilo interrupted lior witii an impatient gesture. ,J ...... . m mi i t. What help is thoro tor mor- no no- minded, har.flily, "my fato is sealed with a curse. A home, a wife, tuo lovo of littlo children aro denied mo. I am tho most wretched outcast nmougst mankind!" "And yet you havo wealth?" "Wealth that I loatho, sinoo it is tho chain which holds mo beyond tho roach of happiness I" "You aro very bitter." "Vory," he responded, with n short, aching laugh. "Tho greatness of my lovo for you tuulioi mo so." Hho dfd not heed his words. Hor fair head was bent, so that ho could not look into her eye, or bo curtain whether tint nigh ho hoard came from hor sweet lip or from tho fluttering rose-leaves drooping close ng.iiust her face. "Do you over think of tho poor lone ly ham! that felt like tho touch of death in your olaspY" ulio luked, abruptly, as though sIih feared to let his thought dittdl loo long UH)ii herself "the hand uu which y,u plmwd a wedding-ring!" MHinuo 1 huvo known you, 1 tun wick ed imouuh, komolimwi, to wuh tliut it vein fiihUl uiuiy in tho until' I Deem we u brutal, iu inhimuu, im you like, hnt I cannot help it, for I lovo yon, and her lifo falls like a shadow between us." Olytio shuddered. "Poor bridol" sho murmured, invol untarily, nnd n strnngo, bitter light camo into hor oyes. "You pity her?" ho exclaimed, jeal ously. "As much as I pity you," sho an swered, steadily. "Her suffering must bo ns great ns yours." "Notunloss sho loves ns greatly." "It is not impossiblo thnt sho may," Olytio returned, flushing slightly. "If you know sho was as unhappy and lonoly as you aro, if you knew thc ceremony sho went through with you had crushed all tho hopo in her life, as it has in yours, would you fcol sorry for her? Would you go to hor nnd tell her you had forgiven her for being your wifo? It was not her lault; sho only oboyed tho samo dying wish that urged you to tho step. Was it not so?" Sho spoko so earnestly with ucU onArtl lmtYiilWv Dnnu.Mil'nry In lior iitimi1. M ,1 1.. ...! l,n fW pollod to give her nn answer. "You renson with mo as an angel might," Itu muttered, gazing at her with yearning passion. "If you had been my g"'Ji6st' I beliovo you could havo lod mo to heaven, my golden-haired Olytio! Aro you to bo always like somo fair, sweet saint, whom ri, would bo sacrilcgo to touch?" "Think of mo as what you ploaso," sho answered, hor oyes looking dreamily up into his; "bnt whenever I nin in your mind givo a kind thought to the girl who shared that lonoly, empty mar riage. " "Is thi$ all tho comfort you will givo mo?" "Do you ofTor ns much to her?" His lips grow whito. "Yon havo no pity. Heavon forgive mo you show mo whnt a bruto Inm!" Sir Lennox brooded over thoso Inst words of Olytio long alter ho had left her tint evening. "My puro-honrlcd lovo! How worth iest 1 must 3eem to her!" ho thought, bitterly, and again that dark hatred roso in his heart against tho ono to whom ho had given tho namo which should have bound this girl'ti lifo to his. All kind3 of mad, miserable fancies throbbed through his brain, nnd ho would havo sold his soul, if its prioo coSld havo purchased him tho freedom ho hnd signed away. YTlien his whole heart and mind wero with Olytio, how could ho givo ono kind thought to his wifo? How show himself truo to tho ono whom ho was in honor bound V" Ho mot hor on tho following morn ing, as ho was taking a meditativo wall: by tho river tho clear Avon, that gleamed liko a stream of light botween its mossy banks. A gladness sho could not conceal lit up her, faco at his ap proach, and sho movod involuntarily to meet him. "If I did not understand you as well Ido, do you know what I should bo liovo?" ho asked, as ho took tho mnll, gloved hand in a firm clasp "that you aro glad tr?seo mo." "I am," sho said, n softsmilo trem bling over hor lips; thon sho drew kor hand slowly from his, and looked dotwii at tho swift river flowing at their feet. Tho blood rushed hotly to Sir Len nox's brow,. How sho torturod him! this sweetpdrennij-oyed child, whom ho had mot iu his restless wandering this winsyuio stranger, who in a low summer days hnd won tho deep, Qrong lovo of his lifo! sho had btvden him bo true to himself to seek his happi- noss with tho ono who boro his name yet in Uiojpuro trtro sho lifted to his o lie read thosocret ol her soul, and hTa oves grow darklv passionato as ho watched hor. n "I think f am mad!" ho mutrovfcd. seizing hePhand almost llorcely. "This cannot go on much longer, Olytio you aro wearing mo out heart and soul. Olvtie, aro you playing with mo, or nro - . . ! II . yim in earnest; are you wonting mis storm in mo for pastijne, or do you lovo m?" Ho spoke hoarsely, liko ono wrung with a groat agony, and sho felt his strength tromblo as ho hold hor toward him. O Thoro was no need for her to speak. Ho heard the broken gh, saw tho hushed passion in hor pleading oyes, nnd know that m this wild moment lovo had swoptasido all calmer feelings. ilo nut out his nrms, nnd drew lior to his heart, and silently ho gazed into tho sweot face drooping ngainst his breast. This was the bitterest trial of all. hlio loved him, and in this breathless, tranco-liko spell seemed to loso herself moro utterly than ho did. Ho held her to him, as ho would havo held hor had sho boon dying resigned to the unutterable despair that soon would loavo him desolate. His hourt was breaking. Olytio know tho misory sho Had wrought in him, and as sho looked into his haggard eyes forgot all olso savo tho lovo that was wrecking his lifo, savo that now ho was patient. With a sudden linpulso slio nestled closor in his arms, and, lifting her face, pressed hor hot brow against his check. Tuo lips, so dangerously noar, mot, nnd Olvtio trembled and clung to him with half-shrinking passion, wlnlo tho warmth of his kisses lingorod on lior face. "My darliug! my darling!" he ex claimed, his faco lit tip with n wild rni ture. "Do you mean this for farowell ? Is this parting? Even parting is sweet Olytio, if it is this!" liis voico was brokon in its impassion ed tenderness, and ho crushed her closer to him, as though ho would draw hor right into hU soul. Clytie hid hor faco on his breast. Sho wnsquivoring from head to foot, and a hot mist had gath ered in her violet oyes. After a littlo while she let him lift her head. "You havo not answered mo yot, Clytie," ho said, his hand trembling tw it rested on hor bright hair. "Is this farowell?" Thi.i time there wb j no shrinking iu tho gaze that met his, and sho tried to draw herelf away irom him. "If 1 have at relict h to send you, havo you not htrongth to go, to keep faith with vour wife?" alio asked ttoflly. A uark frowuompt over hit brow. "Why will you thriut that always bo tweou iuV" ho muttored liercoly. "My lovn tuy lovo I M we forM "For got mo?" "No, no, Clyticfl) neaven help mo! Hint other." "Do youUhink I could caro for you if I know you woro falso to hor?" tho bravo, young voico scarcoly above a whisper. "If you loved mo," ho said, bitterly, "you would not caro if I forgot tho whole world, so that I wcro true to you." "I do lovo you!" sho murmured, a strange, romulou3 glow glorifying her face. "Moro dearly than you can im ngino; but tho lovo you havo olfored mo must ha given to your wifo." Sir Lennox released her as though sho had stung him. His lips wero whito, and his oyes glittered with a trnngo, dull light. Tho rush of tho river filled up tho silence, nnd tho sunbeams glistoning through tho leaves threw a golden radi nnco over Olytio's white dress. Uulgto Sir Lennox tho world had grown sud denly dark and void of every sound of lifo. Ilo took n fow hurried stops backwards nnd forwards, thonpauscd again in front of Oiytje. "Will you say good-bvo, Olytio V7- ho said, huskily. "Will you givo mo your hand in forgiveness?" Somothing in his changed voico in his aching 0V03, startled her. A wild fenr bounded into hor heart. Without a word she toro off hor glovo nnd hold kpr loft hand townrds him tho hand which only onco boforo had been bared in his presence. He recoiled from tho touch almost with loathing. A wedding-ring circles the marriage-finger I "You have deceived mo!" ho exclaims, looking from tho littlo, trembling hand to tho sweet face bent ovor it. "Heaven forgivo you ! Mino is not the only heart you havo broken I" Ho turned and would liavo left hor- perhaps for over; but with n quick movement Olytio throw herself boloro him.hor faco whiter than his, her eyes full of frightened pain. "Lennox Lonnox ! won't you liston won't you tako your wifo's hand now?" Ho put his hand to his brow nnd regarded her wildly, wondoring wheth er ho or sho wero mad. "My wifo's hand?" ho muttered. She clung fervonshly to his arm, and lai 1 her face ngainst his breast. "Cannot you understand, Lonnox?" sho cried, piteously. "You mot mo and did not know me, and I wanted j'ou to lovo me, for I wa3 so lonely, Lennox. Will you forgivo mo for lotting you fall in lovo with tho wifo you hated?" "Jfosoized hor hand nnd looked hard at the ring. Then with a fow broken words of thanksgiving, ho drew her to his heart nnd covared her ,aco with passionato kisses. "My darling, why did you not toll mo sooner:" ho asked, after a short, sweet pause: "you might havo spared mo a great heartache." Sho pavo a shy, happy smilo. "I wanted to test its strength boforo I took a love given ngainst your will." "I dosnrvod all I sull'erod," ho said, lifting to his lips tho warm, .vhito hand sho had laid on his breast. "Did Au brey know how you wero punishing me?" "I never told her," Clytie nnswerod, a v.ild-r)))o flush tinging her cheeks; "alio did not know my husband's namo." "My sweet Cly tio ! To think I should hnvo-jived all these months unconscious of tho treasure, ,1 possessed! Thank heaven wo mot, littlo fairy oven as strangers." Tho Strangcy Was Surprised. From tho Philadelphia Timos. "Well, I ueyor saw tho liko." Such was tho oxclamation I. -.heard whilo whizzing nloujj in an express train of tho Now York, Lako Erio and Westorn Railroad tho other day. Iliad been deeply Jmmorsod in a novel nnd had not notimKHmt tho weather had changed and that it was raining. "Oh, that's nothing; wo seo it ovory spring and fall." Tho speaker wasa brakoman and his remark was addressed to tho man who had novor soon tho liko. Tliot lattor had arisen from tho soatui fronO of mino to got n drink of water and had hal'd to gazo out of tho opposito win dow. Tho brakeman stood by his sido and continued: "That's nothing; this is tho dividing lino botwoon rain aud snow nt this season." Glancing from my window on tho 30iith t-ido of tho car I saw tho pano mottled with raindrops and a board fence running piur.llel to tho track black with wot. Then peeping out of a win dow on tho north sido I understood tho stranger's sucpriso. Tho ground on thnt sido of tho track was gray with snowllakos oiul thoy woro still falling. J"Tho dividing lino how?" stainmor ed tho man addressed by thnbrakomnn. "Why, thw is tho point whoro the di viding lino botwoon rain-storms and snow-storms crossas this road," said tho brakeman. "Of courso I don't mean that every storm horo is snow to tho north of us and rain to the south of us, hut nt just this soason of tho year a storm is Biiro to bo divided within a quarter of a milo of this spot, not fnr from Allendale." "How do you explain it?" I asked. "Explain it?" said thobrikemnn. "I don't protend to. 1 only know our trainmen havo noticed it for years every spring and fall in this neighborhood if a storm camo up at tho right season. Somo folks as is wiser than I say that tho air from tho sea impregnates tho other air as fnr inland ns this warms it, whilo beyond this belt of country tho breath of'thoGulf Stream, as you might cull it has no olTect. Hut 1 don't know I can't tell. 1 just know it'a this wny pnst u year, ns you can seo for your self." mid ho vanhdicd iu tho direction of thobaggago car. It is only onco iu 'I'll yoars that the gaventeon-yoar And tho thirtoon-yoar lo custs go into bnsiuofis partnership, and this is tho year. Thoro is said to bo a tendency in trade olrole to crowd tho jobbers to iiio wall during tho business depression. SPACE THAT AGED OAK. Woodman, pparo that treot l Touch not a singlo huughl In youth it sheltered me, And I'llprotoct It now. 'I'was my forelather's hand That placed It noar his cot; Thore, woodman, let it stand; Thy ax shall harm it not. That old familiartree, Whoso glory and renown Are spread o'er laud and aca And wouldn't thou hack it down? Woodman, forhear thy stroke 1 Cutnot its oirth-hound tics; O, spare that ai;od oak, low toworing to tho skies! Whon hut an idlo hoy I sought its grateful shado; In all thoir gushing joys, Horo, too, mv sisters played. My mother kite'od mo horo; My father pressed my hand Forgivo tho foolish tear; lint lot that old oak stand. My heart-strings round theo cling, Closo as thy hark, old friend; Here shall tho wild-hird sing. And still thy hrani-hes bond. Old tree! tho ptorm still bravo I And, woodman, leave tho spotj Whilo l'vo a hand to savo, Thy ax shall harm it not r Oeorgo 1'. Morris. STONES OF GREAT WAVES. c An Old Sea Captain Tolls of Wonders Per formed By Storm Wavos. New York Tribune. Ortptufti Parselle, of ;tho Whito Stnr Btcamship Adriatic, has beon plowing tho boundless main theso forty years Ho has navigated every ocean nnd nl most every known body of water largo enough to float a ship. During recent years ho has commanded somo ono of tho Liverpool steamers of the White Star Lino, and has thousands of ncnunintancc3 in this city who know well what au honost, blulf, straightfor ward old sea dog he is. This introduc tion to tho Tribuno renders would bo wholly unnecessary but for tho miracu lous naturo of the stories which nro to follow, and which, saya Captain Pnr solle, "aro as truo and sure as that tho sun in now shining at us horo on my deck." O , o Tho conversation which had preceded theso wonderful tales had referred to tho storm wavo latoly encountered in rnid-occan hy tho Hermnnie. Tho cap tain explained what sort of n sea it was. Tho nowspnpers called it a tidnl wave," ho said, "but it was nothing of tho sort. Tidal waves only occur in bays, firths, and rivers which aro so situated ns to bo peculiarly sensitive to tho influences of tho moon nnd of gravitntiou. At least that is iiow meterologists explain thorn. But though I have stndipd their theories with laborious caro, T havo on rountcrcd tidal waves that had an origin fnr moro snbtlo than in tho local situa tions that mako water especially oxcit ablo. "For instance, T saw a tidal wave aco from u high bluff on tho banks of tho Ganges. It was a pcrpondiculnr wall of water advancing at tho rato of about twonty miles an hour. It was porfocHy straight, except at tho very ton, whoro it crested into a foam that had not strength enough to fall. It was about seventeen foot high. Hint wasapuro tidal wave, and I havo never vctr been ablo to work out its origin or cause. "Xow a storm wave, such as struck tho Germanic, is a very different thing, nnd is oxplicablo upon thoroughly well dofined metoorologieal principles. Tho wind in n first-class ocean storm is hopo- lessly erratic-1 I havo known it to blow from every point ot the compass wituin half an hour. It blows with terrific forco and o prturse, creates tremend ously heavy seas in every direction whouco it blows. Tho sea recovers very slowly, so that after tho wind hns voored from- south to north, tho seas como ot you ingulfing waves in every concoivablo direction. Now, thoro is a point where tho inlluenco of all thoso soasnnito, producing a wavo thnt reach es incrediblo altitudes with n forco that is simply irresistible. That is a storm wavo, and that is what knocked tho Germanic. NiPseaman can locato it, nnd if you happen to bo in its path all you can do is tako it. "Havo I ovor encountoredono? Woll, I should say so. I don't often tell theso stories, for' if a man Wis many of them ho is in dangor of losing his reputation for varaeity. Tho yarn I am going to spin now, howovor, is truo. It is my own oxperionce, aud whether anybody belioves it or not, it is so. Thirty-thrco yoars ago I was tho chief oflicor of a 900-ton ship. Wo sailed between Lon don nnd India. Ono exening, when a fow hours out from London, in tho Eng lish Channel, tho timo camo to relievo tho watch. That was 8 o'clock. Tho sky was a littlo murky ,but not absoluto-U- nlmtilv. Tho channel waters wero calm. Tho breeze was fresh, bbwinj? from tho west at such a rato as to com pel us to sail under a reefed mainsail and double-reefed topsails. On our lee nidn was a brig. My cajtain and I woro standing together on deck. I had given orders for tho watch to bo called, nnd they wero thon assomblod on tho poop deck. Tho captain said to mo, 'Mr. Parsollo, I think tho light ought to bo visible by this timo' meaning tho Eddystono light. 'Suppose 1 go aloft and'look,' I nnswored. "I went up the rigging till I got about sixty foot aloft, and suddonly, when just in that perilous position, I heard a terrible shout from tho deck. I looked down to see what was tho matter, nnd just ns I did so a mountain of water struck us amidships. It picked mo right off my foot and hurled mo clear through tho riggiug, flattened mo agaiust tho mast wheuco I foil down in to tho maintop. Tho rest of what hap poned I discovered aftor recovery. Thn wavo took off every strip of rigging and canvas, all tho yards, boats and nrms, and loft tho ship with only hor masts standing. Wo ran buck to tho Islo of Wight, and anohored in tho Solent to ascertain tho extent of tho damage, and wo (Uncovered the most wondorful thing of all. Tho ship had been sheathed with copper, and that wave hud stripped its top shoot off for oighty foot of tho ship's length, as clean ns a mechanic's niiftirs could havo dono! "How did it happon? Don't ask mo. I supooso there may havo boon a littlo holo In the copper, and tho water was forced into it with such immoasurablo power ns to hnvo tho effect I havo de scribed. Hut you romombor I told you there wns a brig to tho leoward of us. Tho next morning wo saw her lying astern of us in tho Solent. Her masts wero gone, nnd if nn nrmy of carpenters had been nt work clearing of her deck, they could not havo left her moro bar ren than that wavo did. ller watch had been swept overboard nnd every man of them lost. "Woll, that was a storm wavo for you, but I struck ono in 1877 that wa3 much moro remnrkablc. I was off thoi coast of Japan, captain on ono of tho finest steamships nlloat. Wo wero in a typhoon. They call them typhoons there, but thoy avo identical in chnractor with our own cyclono and tho African tornado. It was an awful storm, tho worst I over saw. Tho wind howled and shrieked and raved liko a million of do-, mons loosed from tho Styx. Tho seas struggled with each other for our pos session, nnd roared tho most infernal nciso as thoy broke pver us in picrcilc3!i force, ri'i10 By was inky, but not a' drop of wator fell. My chief officer nnd myself woro standing on the hridgo directing tho helm, Suddenly.directly in front of its, about a hundred yards Pvny, I saw a most prodigious mount nin of wator". Its towering crests was' sploubod into a whito foam, nnd ap peared just between tho two yards of tho rnnst. Abovo tho hellish din of tho storm I conld hear the awful baso roar of that monster wavo as it camo toward' us liko a steam-engine. I turned to my officer. Uis faco was as whito as chalk. i "Hero's tho Inst of our pood boat, my,' boy," I said, and turned her noso right into tho wavo. "Hor bow roso until wo wcro almost pcrpondiculnr. I almost thought wo should bo thrown over. Tho crest struck us and blinded mo po that I could not soo. And then, so sure as I nm an hottest man, her bow fell and her keel roso, and wo passed over that most terrific wavo as gently ns a chip ovor a mill pond ripplo ! I never was so dumbfounded in my life, for I fully ex pected that moment to bo tho last that ship would over know. Theso two yarns, mind you, aro my own personal exporionces, and T givo my word of honor for their truth. "About thrco weeks ngo on my last trip back to England wo called at Queenstown. Them I met my friend, Mr. Thomas Grnyvtho secretary of tho London Hoard of Trade, a thoroughly well-known man, whoso word is as good n3 his bond. Ho told mo in good faith tho following storv and said ho knew it to bo truo: Somo timo apro, precisely whon I don't just now romombor, a now light was being put in tho Eddystono lighthouse. This house, you know stands on a solid rock, which the sea entirely covers nt high water.-, Tho buildinc is a circular iron towor, hollow in tho center, and about nine feet in diameter. Tho materials which wero used to fix tho now light wero brought by steamers to tho rock, and holos wero opened in tho baso of tho lighthouso. through which tliey wero admitted into this hollow space. Then thoy wero hoisted up by derricks to tho toj of tfio lighthouse. ' Ono nfternoonniio son ot tho arem- toct, a young man just about ot ago, was standing nt tho top ofOLho tower, looking down into tho hollow spaco, n distance of a hundred nnd forty feet to tho rock below. Suddenly ho became dizzy slid foil headlong into tho abyss. Just nt that opportune and Providential moment a storm wave, such as 1 lmvo been describing, broko against the light houso. Tho holo in its base had not been closed, atnt iu tho twinkling of an ovo, at tho very moment tho young man leu, tno water rusneu in uirougu theso holes, up tho hollow tower, and received tho falling form. Hcceding immediately, tho water loft him, alive and nono the wO.-so for his ducking, oiO tho rock at tho towers basol "Tho sea saves lives as woll as de vours them. "' Would Iiilgs Her Hnshryid When She Got Acquainted Witli Him. "I married a queer couplo once," writes a Now England minister, "a short timo boforo I camo to Hoston. Tho man had just entered upon his profes sion which we will call that of n physi cian, nnd had dotorminod upon his plnco of settlement. Tho young lady, a bright, intelligent, well educated girl who knew tho ways of socioty, hnd made up her mind thnt sho would marry doctor, and finally sho hnd brought matters around in n quiet, womanly w,jy to tho point of his asking for her hand and. heart, nnd of courso sho yiolded. Tho ncqunintnnco had been astonishingly brief. Thoy wero hardly noquainted whon I was summoned to marry thorn. Ho was very skillful and dovoicd to his profession, which ho had mastoied well for a young man in theory and practice lint ho know loss of tho ways of tho world and customs of social lifo than any other man I ovor mot. Ho was on tho point of starting for his now homo tho very next day after the marriage, nnd with tho ut most uncoucorn regarding the proprie ties of tho occasion, had packed up nil his apparel ready for tho journey. Ho was stopping at tho houso of a friend, who at tho last moment, lato in tho af ternoon, discovered that tho bridegroom did not havo a ehaugo of linen to dress with. Hurriod consultations woro had, and his hostess, with a woman's roa-Ji-ness for emergencies, took the measuio of his collar and waist, wont down just ns tho stores wero about to cIojo and purchased tho desired articlos, which the bridegroom accoptod w-ith tho ut most equanimity nnd ns if tho articles woro not of much conseqnenoe anyway. They went away, and in a few days the brido wrote a lettor to ono of her friends, in whiah sho romarked with charming naiveto: 'Wo had a good, pleasant journoy, and I lound my hus band to bo quito ontortaiuing. I think I Miall liko him first rato whnn I get cquaintetl with him.' "Hartford nourior. O o o o J X t s