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REGRET. bt r. r. miiiiut. Oonld tro recall vcirt that ka7c fled, How quickly from the tongue Would fall the kind words left unsaid, The sweet songs left unsung I How many cares, that long ago Dark shadows o'er us cast, Would fade like faces on the snow, Could we recall the past! How firmly, steadfastly we'd keep Those paths wc should have trodl How true we'd provo to friends who sleep Now 'ncath the churchyard sod I O years I deep marked with Folly's stains And torn by Passion's blast How soon we'd free thee from thy chains, Could we recall the past I Doctor Antekirtt. A SEQUEL TO MATHIAS SANDORF. 3Sy JTnle Verne, AUTHOR OP " J0UENEY TO Till! CEKTIM ov the earth,' 1 -ntip to the moon, "A110DND THE W011M IN EIOIITX CAYS," " MICHAEIj STltOGOFI', "TWENTY THOUSAND LEAGUES UNDER THE BEA," ETC., ETC Trantlatlon copyrighted by O. IF. llama, 1333. CHAPTER X. another nnow. Evidently tlio banker had had to yield to tho threats of tho man who could destroy him by a word. Neither his wife's prayers nor Suva's iiorror availed anything against tho fathor who claimed to dispose of his daughter as best suited Lis convenience. Ono word only as to Sarcany's interest in tho' marriage an interest ho had not thought it worth while to hide from Toronthul. Sarcany was now mined. Tho fortuno whiuh had boon sufficient to help Torontlml out of his difficulties had hardly boon enough to keep tho adventurer during the fifteen years. Binco his doparturo from Trieste Sarcany had run through Europe, living in tho height of extravagance, and tin hotels of Paris, London, Berlin, Vionna and Homo had novor had window. ouough for him to throw tho money through to gratify his fancies. After a careor of pleasure ho had takon to gambling to llnish his ruin, and had visited nearly every famous gaming hauut oil tho Continent, Zirone had of courso boon his constant companion, and when tho monoy had been run through they had returned together to tho east of Sicily and waited till an opportunity offered to resume tho connection with tho banker of Trioste Nothing could bo simplor than that ho could restore his fortunes by marrying Sava, tho solo heiress of tlio rich Silas Torontlml who could refuso him noth ing. In fact no refusal was possible, and no rofusal was attomptod. Perhaps aftor all between tho two men thoro was still Bomething hidden concerning tho pro blom thoy were soolcing to solvo which tlio futuro would rovoal 1 However, a very clour explanation was roquirod from Sava by her fathor. What would she do ? "My honor depends on tho marriago," said Silas Torontlml, "and tho marriago liiua t take place." When Sava took back tho reply to her mother sho nearly fainted in her daugh ter's arms and burst into tears of despair. . Torontlml had then told tho truth. ' Tho wedding was fixed for tho Oth of July. Wo can imagino what a lifo had been led by Piorro during thoso throo wooks. His misery was dreadful. A prey to impotent rago Bomotimos ho remained at homo in the Hue Marinella ; sometimes ho escaped from tho accursed town, and his mother feared ho would never return. What consolation oould sho ofl'or him ? Whilo no marriage was talked of, while Pierro Bathory was repulsed by S.iva's fathor, Bomn hope did remain. Hut with Sava married camo a now abyss an abyss that oould not bo bridged. Doctor Antekirtt in apitoof his promises had abandoned Pierre And besides, uho asked herself, how could tho young lady who loved him, and whoso onergotio nature she know, how could sho agree to this union ? What was tho niystory in tho house in tho Stradouo which brought such things about? Piorro would lmvo dono bettor to leavo Ragusa to accept the situation which had boon offered him abroad, to go far away from Sava if they were going to hand hor over to thiB stranger, this Sarcany 1 Despair had in truth entered tho house which a ray of happiness had brightened hut for a few days. Point Pescado kopt constant watch, and was ono of tho first todisoovor what was going on. As soon as ho hoard of tho now mar riago between Sava Torontlml and Sar cany ho wroto to Cattaro. Aud as soon as ho hoard of tho pitiable stato to which tlio young engineer was roduood ho sont off the uows to the Doctor. Tho only reply was for him to oontinuo tlio observations, and to keep Oattaro thoroughly iuformod of all that hap pened. Ah tho Oth of July approached Pi orro's utato became worse. His mother could not koop him quiet. How could they possibly make Torontlml change his plans? Was it not evident from tho Iwsto with which it had boon declared ml fixed that the marirago had boon decided on for soma time, that 8 iroauy and tho banker wore acquaintances of old data, that tho "rioh Tripolitnu" Lad some peculiar inlluenoo over Suva's father. Piorro Bathory wroto to Torontlml ight days before tho date tlxod for tho wedding. His letter received no reply. Then .Piorro tried to spoak to tho banker iu tho street. Ho did not buo ead in mooting him. Piorro then sooght him at his house. Ho was not allowed to cross tin throahold. Sava and her mother remained invisible. Thoro "was no"po3sibility of communi cating with them. But if Piorro could not sco Sava nor her father ho very often ran against Sar cany. To tho looks of hato with which ho greeted him Sarcany roplicd with looks of disdain. Piorro then thought of insulting him, of provoking him to light. But why should S orcany accept a mooting which ho had every induce ment to refuso? Six days went by. Piorro in spilo of tho entreaties of his mother and tho prayers of Borik, loft tho houso in tho lino Marinella on tho oveniugof tho 4th of July. Tho old servant attempted to follow, but soon lost sight of him. Piorro hurried on at a venturo as if ho was mad along tho most deserted strcots of tho town and by tho side of tho walls. An hour oftorwards they brought hira homo dying. Ho had been stabbed in tho upper part of tho loft lung. There 6comcd to bo no doubt that in a paroxysm of despair- ho had committed suicide. As soon as Point Pescado heard of tho misfortune ho ran to tho telegraph ofllco. An hour later tho Doctor received tho nows nt Cattoro. It would bo difficult to describo tho grief of Madame Batliory when sho found herself in tho presonco of her son, who had perhaps but a few hours to live. But tho mother's energy steeled itself against tho woman's weakness. To work, first j to weep, afterwards. A doctor was sent for. Ho arrived in afow minutes, lie examined tho wounded man, ho listened to tho feoblo intermit tent breathing, ho probed tho wound, ho bandaged it, ho did all that his art told him but ho gavo no hope. Fifteen hours afterwards tho caso was aggravated by tho occurrence of con siderable hemorrhage, and respiration becoming hardly apparent threatened soon to end. Mndamo Bathory was on her knees by tho bedside praying to God not to tako away her son. The door opened. Doctor Antekirtt walked iu and npproached tho bed. Madame Bathory would havo nished towards him. He stopped her with n gesture Then ho wont to Piorro and carefully examined him without uttering a word. Thru ho looked at him long and fixedly. As if some strange magnetic power shot forth from his eyes to tlio very bram ' whero thought was lingering for u ' moment beforo it finally loft, ho seemed to fill that brain with his own life, with his own will. Suddenly Piorro half roso towards him. His eyelids lifted. Ho looked nt thoDootor. Ho thou foil back iuauimuto. Madame Bathory throw herself on hci son, gavo ono scream and fuintod in Borik's arms. Tho Dootor closed tho eyes of tho corpso ; then ho roso, left tho houso, whispering as ho did so the old phrutio from the Indian legend "Death deslroyeth not; it only rou doioth invisible " CHAPTER XL A MEETING IN THE STRADONE. Tho death mado a good deal of noise in tho town but no ono suspected that Sarcany and Silas TorOuthal were in any way concerned in it Neither Madame Torontlml nor hor daughter heard anything about tho death, precautious having been taken by Torontlml and his destined son-in-law to keep it from their ears. It hud been agreed that tho wodding should bo a very quiet one. As an excuse it was given out that Saroany's family wero in mourning. This was hardly in accordnnco with Toronthal'u usual love of bIiow, but ho thought it bottor that no moro fuss than necessary should bo made. Tho newly-married couple wero to remain a few days at Ragusa, and then leavo for Tripoli, whero Sarcany it was said usually lived. There would thoroforo, bo no party in the Stradone, either for tho reading of the settlements or after tho religious pervicos which wero to immediately fol low the civil ceremony. During the day, whilo tho last pre parations were being inado at tho Toron thals, two mon strolled along tho oppos ite side of the Stradone. Ono was Capo Matifou, tlio othor Point Pescado. The Doctor had broiiRht Matifou back with him to Ragusu. His presonco was no longer necessary at Cattoro and tlio two fnonds, tho "twins," us Pescado said, wore supremely happy ut again Boo ing ono another. As soon as tho Doctor had reached llagusa ho had mado his first appearance iu tho Ruo Marinella, then ho had retired to a quiet hotel in tho suburb of Ploeee, whero ho waited until tho wed ding had taken place in furtherance of his plans. Next morning ho had again visited Madamo Bathory and helped to put Piorro iu his coffin. Ho had then returned to liis hotel, having sent Tea. oado and Matifou to koop wutoh oil tho Stradouo. Aud although Pescado was all oyes and ears, that did not prevent him from talking. "I think you are getting bigger, old Capo I" ho said, reaching up to pat his companion's chest. "Yes, and in bettor condition I" "So 1 felt when you embraced mo," "But how in tho play getting on wo wero talking about ?'' "Oh, tho drama? Oh, it's going on, going on. But, you see, tho uutiou is getting complicated." "Complicated ?" "Yes. It isu t a comedy ; it's a drama, and thoro will lo a big light before tho curtain drops " Point Pescado stopped suddenly. A carriage drove up rapidly to Toron thal's houbo. Tho gate opened imme diately, and as it shut Pescado recog nized Sarcauy in tho carriage "Yes-lots of flshting'ho ooutinuod, "and it looks ai though it was going to bo a groat success," "And tho villain ?" Tasked Matifou, who seemed to ho moro particularly con cernod with that porsouage "Well tho villain is. Urlumplmut at "SAVA, CAUHIED TO II13K ROOM, WA1 LAID ON HER BED. HER MOTHER KNELT BESIDE HEIt. tho prescnF moment, asho"oTwdys is In a well-built pieco 1 But, patience 1 Wait for tho ond 1" "At Cattaro," Baid Matifou, "I thought I was coming on." "Coming on tho scone ?" "Yes, Point Poscade, yes!" And Matifou related what had passed nt tho bazaar at Cattaro, and how his two arms had been requisitioned for a kidnapping which did not tako place " Good I That was too soon !" replied Point Pescado, who spoke for tho sako of speaking, so to speak, keeping a keen lookout right and left of him. "You won't bo wanted till tho fourth or fifth net! Perhaps you may only havo to appear in tho last sccno I But don't bo uneasy ! You will mako a groat success when you do begin I You can rockon on that!" At this moment a distant murmur was hoard in tho Stradono whero tho Buo Marinella ran in. Point Pescado broko oft tho conver sation abruptly and hurried to tho right of Toronthal's house. A procession was coming along tho road to enter tho Stradono on its way to tho church of tho Franciscans, whero the funeral servieo was to bo hold. Thoro woro fow followers at tho fun oral, and nothing to attract much atten tion moroly a colIln carried under a black pall. Tho procession slowly advanced, whon Biiddonly Point Pescado, stifling an excla mation, soized Capo Matifou's arm. "What is tho matter?" "Nothing! It would tako too long to toll you now !" He had just recognized Madamo Bath ory, who had resolved to bo present at her son's burial. Tho church had not refused its minis trations, and tho priest was waiting iu tho Franciscan chapel to lead tho pro cession to the grave Madamo Bathory walked behind tho coffin, looking into vacancy. Sho had no longer strength to cry. Her oyes wero almost haggard, and sometime! wandered from hido to side for a moment, to return plunged for a time beneath tho pall which hid tho coffin of her son. Borik dragged himsolf aloug after her a pitoous sight to see Point Pescado felt tho tears como into his oyes Yes ! If ho had not had to remain on duty at his post ho would not havo hesitated to join tho few friends and neighbors that wero following all that was left on earth of Pierro Bathory. Suddenly, us the procession was about to pass Toroiithnl'a mansion, the main gates opened. Iu tho courtyard beforo tho stops two carriages stood ready to start. The first came through tho gate and turned down tho Stradono. In this carriage Point Pescado saw Silas Torontlml, his wife and his daugh ter. MadamoToronthal, overwhelmed with grief, was seated next to Sava, who looked whiter thuu her nuptial veil. Sarcany, accompanied by somo rela tives or frionds, occupied tho second carriage. Tho wedding and funeral equally des titute of bIiow! In both tho Bauio grief I It wos frightful! Suddenly, as tho first carriago turnod out of the gato, there was a piercing shriek. Madamo Bathory had stopped aud with her hand pointed at Sava was curs ing hex. It was Sava who had shrieked. Sho had Been tho mother in mourning. Sho had understood all they had hidden from hor. Pierro was dead, dead by her and for her, and it was his funeral that was passing as thoy wero taking hor to bo married. Sho fell back fainting. Madamo Tor onthal, distracted, tried to bring hor kick to consciousness. Iu vain J Sho ecarcoly breathed ! Torontlml could not rostrain a gesturo of angor. But Sarcany, who was hur ried to her side, gavo no sign of his annoyauoe Under thoso circumstances it was impossible to attend boforo registrar, and tho order was given to return to tho house, of which tho big gates shut with a clang. Sava, carried to hor room, was laid on her bod without loing moved. Her mother knelt by hor side, and a physi cian was Biimmonod in all haste Dur ing this time tho funeral oontiuuod its progress to tho Franciscan Church aud Then after tho servieo it went on to tho cemetery. Point Pescado saw that tho Doctor at onco ought to know what had happened. Saying to Matifou : "Stop hero and watch," ho ran of! to tho Plocco. Whilo Pescado told his story tho Doc tor romained silent. "Havo I exceeded my right?" ho said to himself. "No! Havo I struck ono who is innocent ! Yes. certainly! Bug bIio is tho daughter of Silas Toronthal !" Then ho turned to Pescado. "Where is Capo Matifou ?-' "In front of Toronthal'M house." "I want you both this evening." "At what time?' "Nino o'clock." "Whore shall wo bo?" "At tho cemetery ga'og." Point Pescado instantly returned to Matifou, who had not loft his post. That evening about eight o'clock tho Dootor, enveloped in an ample cloak, went for a walk towards tho harbor of llagusa. At tho angle of tho wall on tho left ho reached a small creek running up among rocks a littlo abovo tho harbor. Tho place was quite deserted. Noither houses nor boats wero near. The fish ing craft novor camo thero to anchor for fear of tho numerous reefs which lay round tho crook. Tlio Doctor halted, looked round him, and uttered a peculiar cry which had doubtless been agreed upon beforehand. Almost immediately a sailor appeared and, approacniug him, said : " At your orders, sir 1" "Tho boat is there, Pazzer?" "Yes, behind tho rock." "With all the men?" "All." "And tho electric ?" "Farther away to the northward, about three cabloa away outsido tho creek." And tho sailor pointed to a long groy tube just visiblo in tho gloom, but with out a light of any kind to iudicato its presence. " When did sho arrive from Cattaro V "Hardly an hour ago." "And she was not soon?" " No ! sho camo along by tho roofs. " Pazzar, see that no one leaves his post, and wait for mo all night if neces sary. " "Ay, ay, sir!" Tho seaman roturned to tho boat, which was indistinguishable among tho rocks. Doctor Antekirtt remained for somo tinio on the beach, waiting probably for the darkness to incrense Sometimes ho would stride along for a miniito ; then ho would stop ; and then with folded arms, silent and mot'onless, ho would look out over tho Adr.utie, as if tolling it his secrets. The night was moonless and starlcs". Tho land breeze that i :ses in tho even ing and lasts but an hour or two had now lulled nnti it could se.iroely bo felt. A few, thick clouds almost covered thosky, except in tho west, whoro tho last streaks of tho sunset gavo a feoblo light that was swiftly fading. "Nowl" said tlio Doctor. And returning towards tho town ho kept outsido tho wall all tho way to tho cemetery. Thero boforo tho gato woro Point Pes cado and Cape Matifou hidden under a tree, so as not to bo seen iu tho shadow. Tho comotery was closed at this tinio of night. A light had just been extin guished in tlio gato-keopor's lodge. No ono was oxpoeted thoro again beforo tho morning. Tho Doctor seemed to know tho plan of tho cemetery. And it also appeared that ho had no intention of entering by thogate What ho wusgoingtodo was to be dono in secret "Follow yio !" ho said to Point Pes cado aim his companion, as thoy eumo to meet him. And thoso three silently crept along the slope that runs at the foot of tho oxtorior wall. After some ten minutes of this work tho Doctor stopped, and pointing to a broach caused by a rcceut fall of tho wall, said : "Through 1" Ho glided through tho breach j Point Pescado and Matifou followed him. Tho darkness was profound beneath tho largo trees that overshadowed tlio tombs, but without hesitation tho Doator went down one path and then turned olT iuto another, leaping to the upper part of tlio cemetery. Some birds of tho nfglit disturbed by his presence, flow back wards and forwards overhead, but not another living thing lurked round tho gravestones scattered on tho turf Soon tho three stood in front or what looked like a small chapel with tho gato left unfastened. Tlio Doctor pushed back the gate, and then pressing tho button of a small elec tric lantern he throw on the light, but so that it could not bo Been from with out "Enter," said ho to Matifou. Capo Matifou entered and found him solf facing a wall on which wero threo marblo tablets. On ono of these tablets, tho centre ono, ho read: "SrEniEN Bathory." 1807. Tho tablet to the loft bore no inscrip tion ; that to tho right was soon to havo one. " Toko away that slab," said tho Doo tor. Capo Matifou easily removed tho slab, which had not yet been fixed down. Ho laid it on tho ground and a bier was seen at tho bottom of a cavity iu tho wall. "Bring out that coffin," said tho Doo tor. Capo Matifou pulled out tho coffin without any help from Point Pescado, heavy though it was, and after lifting it outsido tho chapel ho laid it on tho ground. "Tako this," said tho Doctor, hand ing Pescado Q scrow-driver, "and got tho lid off that coffin. " In a few minutes it was dono. Tho Doctor moved asido tho whlto garments with his hand, and placing his head to the body seemed to listen for tho beating of tho heart. Then ho rose. "Lift out that body," said ho to Capo Matifou. Matifou obeyed, and neither ho nor Pescado mado tlio slightest objection, although such an exhumauatioii was ngninst the law. When tho body of Pierro Bathory was laid on tho grass Capo Matifou wrapped it up again in its winding sheet, and over it tho Doctor throw his mantle. The coffin was then scrowed ifown and returned to tho cavity, and tho tablet placed over it as before. Tho Doctor broke tho current of hii electric lantern and tho darkness becamo profound again. " Tako up that body," said ho to Capo Matifou. Matifou lifted it in his arms as if it had been tho body of a child. Thou led by tho Doctor and followed by Point Pescado iio regained tho cross path leading to tho breach iu tho wall. Fivo minutes later they wero through tho broach aud on their way to tho shore. Not a word was spoken ; but if the obedient Cape Matifou thought no more than a machine, what a succession of ideas crowded through tho activo brain of Point Pescado ! In their journey from the cemetery to tho shore thoy had mot nobody. But as they approached tho creek whoro tho Eloctric's boat was waiting for them, thoy saw a coast-guardsman walking about tho rock They continued on their way without troubling themselves about his pres ence Again tho doctor uttered his peculiar cry, and tho sailor camo up from tho boat which remained invisible. At a sign Capo Matifou went down behind tho rocks and was about to step into the loat At this moment tho coast-guardsman hurried up, and just as thoy wero enter ing tho boat he asked : "Who arc you?" "Pooplo who can give yon your choice between twenty florins cash down and a slap in tho faco from that gentle man" pointing to Matifou "also cash down !" Tlio coast-guardsman did not hoai tato ; ho took tho twenty florins. A moment afterwards tlio boat had vanished in tho darkness. Fivo minutes later it was alongside tho Electric. It was hoistod on beard. Tho silent eng. nes woro started, and tho launch was off to sea. Matifou bore tho body below and laid it on a couch in the saloon, from which not a light-port allowed a ray to oseapo through tho hull. Tho Doctor was left alono with tho corpse Ho bent over it, kissed tho pal lid forehead and said : "And now, Piorro, awako !" Immediately, as if ho had only boon asleep, Pierro opened his eyes. A look of aversion stolo ovor his faco when ho recognized tho Doctor. "You!" ho murmured. "You who abandoned mo !" "I! Pierro!" " But who tiro you then ?" " A dead man like you 1" "A dead man ?" "I am Count Mathias Sandorf 1" end op dart second. Out of His Sphere. "It's funny," said a conductor, "how nervous a man will sometimes cot when lie is out of his element. Most pooplo who travel are anxious about their tickets. Only tho other day I was amused at a Chicago man who was n passenger on my train. Ho is n Board I of Trade operator, and they say a hold one, too. Yet when I camo along anil asked hhu for his ticket, and ho looked first in one pocket and then another, and couldn't find it, you ought to havo soon how excited ho got His hand fairly trembled, and ho hardly know what ho was about. Tho valuo of tho ticket which ho had lost was loss than a dollar, but ho mado himself positive ly inisorablo over it. Yet tako that mail in his element tho Board of Trade and you could not stampede him an inch. Ilo'd meet a loss of housands of dollars at one turn of th market and not give it a socona thought. It's human nature, I guoss." Chicago Herald. It Is proposed that the literary men who sub mit lists of books for others to read should test tho books by a previous perusal. This Is a cruel reflection upon the reading habits of lit-. I ewyinen. j Diittons and L6vc. Tho pretty maidens who are mem bers of tho New Century guild aro in the full enjoyment of a littlo romance which hns sprung from the advertise ment which the guild recently inserted in tho papers to inform tho great army of "bachelors and other unfor- tunates" that buttons would bo strongly sewed on and tho various garments of tlio mascnlino portion of tho community repaired and kept in good order, for a very trifling fee. Tho charge for membership in tho guild be ing so low and the attractions of tho homelike establishment so numerous a great many women and girls havo taken advantage of the opportunity to enjoy the pleasure and instruction to bo found there, and among tho num ber is Miss Matilda J. Ridley, of Sa lem, N. J., a pretty burnette, who ha3 a good situation ns a performer on the typewriter in a prominent lawyer's office. For over a year Miss Ridley has resided in ono of tho many boarding-houses that line Girard street, and since tlio opening of the guild has been a constant attendant at the various evening classes and entertainments. A few weeks ago. as sho was leaving to go home, shortly after 9 o'clock, she met on tho step a young man carrying a parcel. lie was good looking and well-dressed, and, touch ing his hat, asked with a blush if it was the place where ho could havo somo buttons sowed on a vest. In a spirit offun Miss Kidley replied that ho had come to the right address, and that sho would bo delighted to servo him, vest buttons being her particular branch of the business. So they went into tho reception room, and Miss Kidley quickly pro cured a work-basket, and seated be fore the cheery open fire-place, they chatted as sho dexterously sewed on seven buttons and repaired a littlo break in tho binding. Once tho ma tron looked in, but, judging them to bo old friends, did not intrude. When the vest was quite itself again, and had been onco moro tied up in its brown paper wrapper, tho young man arose to go, and inquired the cost of the repairs. "Twenty-five cents, if you please," was Miss Ridley's smiling reply. Threo lO cent pieces wero produced, but the young lady had no change. "Wait a moment and I will get it for you," she said, starting toward tho door. "Oh, please don't bother; let mo have this for the change," remarked tlio young man, picking up the spool of cotton which had been used in sew ing on the buttons. Miss Kidley laughingly agreed, and with a polite "good night" he went away. Tho next evening tho same young mnn returned with another vest, on which there was not a vestige of a button, and inquired for the young Indy who had so skillfully served him on tho previous night. After a moment's inquiry in tho library, where a group of girls were reading, tho matron reappeared with Miss Kidley, nnd the young man modestly request ed her to again undertako the rebut toning of his vest. Sho did so, and used the same spool of cotton which had dono duty before, the young man producing it from the left breast pocket ot his coat. When ho went away ho said he had still another vest to be furnished with new buttons; would she do it for him the next ovening? "Certainly, with pleasure." From that tinio on it was as good as settled, for tho young man fell deep er in love. Miss Kidley reciprocated his affection, and a few days ago he told her of his position and prospects, pro posed, nnd was accepted. She wroto to her parents, telling them that she would bring her fiance to Salem to spend Sunday, and the happy pair took one of the early even ing trains for that place. Tlio young lady who told this little romance to tho writer added: "They aro going to bo married at Easter, and are going to keep houso in the cutest littlo sugar-plum box you ever saw iu West Philadelphia, and I'm to bo a bridesmaid, and altogeth er, ain't it just perfectly delightful?" And tho reporter acknowledged with truth that it was. Philadelphia Record. Exterminating tho Mackerel. A writer in tho Boston Journal, urg ing tho enactment of tlio bill beforo congress rirohibiting tho taking of mackerel during their spawning sea son, says that ifsoniethingisnot dono to protect this most valuable fish during that period thero is but ono re sult to follow, nnd that is extermina tion. Twenty-five years ago the catch deponded upon tho caprice of tho fish, because thoy were almost wholly taken by hook and line, but with the intro duction nnd universal use of the purse seine tho fish aro "gobbled up," hun dreds of barrels at a tinio. It is now tho practice of the fishermen, their fleet consisting of from 100 to 200 sail, to go down nearly in tho latitude of Capo llattoras to nioet the fish as they advance northward to their spawning grounds. Each of these ves sels operates from one to two purse seines, every one of which is capable of taking from ten to fiOO barrels at a "shot"; each barrel contains from 150 to 200 mackerel, and every female contains from aSO.OOO to 450,000 eggs. Allowing one-half the contents i of each barrel to bo female, it is found that with every barrel of fish killed during their spawning season there is also destroyed about 81,000,000 eggs. Rev. 0. W. Ward, of Englewood N. J., has heon called to tho rector ship of Trinity parish, Buffalo, at a salary of $0,000. The new Trinity Church, of Buffalo, is very costly and beautiful, and is attended by a rich and fashionable congregation. i