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The majority of the teachers have school-houses either built at their own charge, or at the expense of patrons and friends, or by the subscriptions of the most respectable inhabitants of the village where the school is situated. In those instances in which there is no regular school-house, the bithak-khana or chandimandap ofof [sic] the pandit, or of some wealthy friend, answers the purpose.

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The students of 105 schools receive nothing in the form of presents or by mendicancy. Those of 85 schools receive rupees 391, averaging rupees 4-9-7 annually to the students collectively of each school. The following is an enumeration of the studies pursued and the number of students engaged in each:—

The following is the average age of the students belonging to each branch of learning at each of the periods formerly mentioned:—

The following works are read:—In grammar, the Daurgadasi and Ramtarkavagisi commentaries of the MugdhaboodhaMugdhabodha [sic], and the Harinamamrita grammar by Mulajiva Goswami; in literature, the Kumar Sambhava, Magha, and Padanka Duta; in law, the Suddhi,


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Rh Christian Dante: the poem as a whole was planned on Charizi's Tachkemoni, a Hebrew development of the Arabic Divan. The poet is not the hero of his own song, but like the Arabic poets of the divan, conceives a personage who fills the centre of the canvas—a personage really identical with the author, yet in a sense other than he. Much quaintness of effect is produced by this double part played by the poet, who, as it were, satirizes his own doings. In Immanuel’s Machberoth there is much variety of romantic incident. But it is in satire that he reaches his highest level. Love and wine are the frequent burdens of his song, as they are in the Provençal and Italian poetry of his day. Immanuel was something of a Voltaire in his jocose treatment of sacred things, and pietists like Joseph Karo inhibited the study of the Machberoth. Others, too, described his songs as sensuous and his satires as blasphemous. But the devout and earnest


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 A firm hand was laid on the door-handle, turning it cleanly round. The door opened to admit a veritable apparition, and was closed again with a snap.

The lawyer found himself gazing at a slight, rather tall gentleman who swept him a profound bow, gracefully flourishing his smart three-cornered hat with one hand and delicately clasping cane and perfumed handkerchief with the other. He was dressed in the height of the Versailles fashion, with full-skirted coat of palest lilac laced with silver, small-clothes and stockings of white, and waistcoat of flowered satin. On his feet he wore shoes with high red heels and silver buckles, while a wig of the latest mode, marvellously powdered and curled and smacking greatly of Paris, adorned his shapely head. In the foaming lace of his cravat reposed a diamond pin, and on the slim hand, half covered by drooping laces, glowed and flashed a huge emerald.

The lawyer stared and stared again, and it was not until a pair of deep blue, rather wistful eyes met his in a quizzical glance, that he found his tongue. Then a look of astonishment came into his face, and he took a half step forward.

“Master Jack!” he gasped. “Master— Jack! ”

The elegant gentleman came forward and held up a reproving hand. The patch at the corner of his mouth quivered, and the blue eyes danced.

“I perceive that you are not acquainted with me, Mr. Warburton,” he said, amusement in his pleasant, slightly drawling voice. “Allow me to present myself: Sir Anthony Ferndale, à vous servir!”

A gleam of humour appeared in the lawyer’s own eyes as he clasped the outstretched hand.

“I think you are perhaps not acquainted with yourself, my lord,” he remarked drily.

Lord John laid his hat and cane on the small table, and looked faintly intrigued.

“What’s your meaning, Mr. Warburton?”

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Rh Udvaha, Sraddha, Ekadasi, Malamasa, and Jyotisha Tatwas, and the Mitakshara; in logic, the Jagadisi commentary of Vyapti Panchaka, Sinha Vyaghra, Avachhedoktanirukti, Vyapti Grahopaya, Samanya Lakshana, Pakshata, Paramarsa, Kevalanwayi, and Samanya Nirukti, the Mathuri commentary of Tarka, the Gadadhari commentary of Anumiti and Satpratipaksha, the Jagadisi and Gadadhari commentaries of Visesa Vyapti, Avayava, Savyabhichara, and Hetwabhasa, and the Sabdasaktiprakasika, Saktibadha, Muktibada, Bauddha Dhikkara, Pramanyabada, Lilavati, and Kusumanjali; in the Vedanta, Sankarabhashya and Panchadasi; in medicine, Sarangadhara Sanhita, Charaka, Vyakhya Madhu Kosha, and Chakrapani; in mythology, Ramayana and Bhagavad Gita; in astrology, Jyotisha Sara; and in the Tantra, Tantra Sara.

This district contains 27 Sanscrit schools, of which one village contains six, three villages contain two each, and fifteen villages contain one each. The number of teachers is the same as the number of schools, and their average age is 43.9 years. They are all Brahmans, seventeen Sakadwipi Brahmans, four Kanyakubja, four Maithila, one Sarajupariya, and one Sonadhya.

Of the whole body of teachers, seven give their instructions gratuitously without deriving any emoluments from patrons. Of these, one, in consequence of the resumption of a small endowment he had, has withheld the pecuniary aid he formerly gave to his pupils; and three rent each a small farm which they cultivate by hired labour. The rest appear to be dependent on the other members of their own families. Twenty teachers furnished the following estimates of the amount of their annual receipts:—


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sweet illusions; for with the rising sun, there would stand curly-head again in the door, her little pink toes peeping out from under her night-dress, and the ﬁaxen curls hanging about cheeks, that in color rivaled the interior of the delicate sea-shell. “Looking like an angel did you say?” Do the angels have that wicked twinkle in their eyes? No, no, with the ﬁrst opening of those blue orbs the angels took their ﬂight, and mischief reigned supreme. Father, mother, aunts and cousins, all wondered what that child was coming to. Grandma, in her gentle way, said she never saw the beat of that child for mischief, no, never.

One year ago to-day, I kissed, for the last time, the rosy mouth and dimpled shoulders of our little two-year-old Florence—I may kiss again a tailor, perhaps a fairer Florence, but not our little two-year-old Florence, she has gone forever.

IN THE DOORWAY.

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EDWARD The beautiful month of June had come, And the crimson roses were all a-bloom, As we sat in the door one Sabbath eve, Where the air was sweet with their rich perfume.

Quietude slept on the Summer air, All Nature was hushed in a deep repose; The song of the bird was heard no more, And the bee was asleep in the leaves of the rose. The mystical stars like censers of gold In the vaulted dome swung to and fro, And they chanted the glorious hymn that rolled Through the Heavens six thousand years ago. As we sat in the doorway and scented the air So sweet with the breath of the queenly rose, Forgotten was each recollection of care, And the Lethe of loving had banished our woes. I remember thejoy that thrilled my heart As your head lay Close to my swelling breast, For I knew that your heart was mine, although The tale of its love was nnconfessed. We sat and gazed on the golden stars, Hand locked in hand, cheek pressed to cheek, But our lips were as dumb as the stars we saw,

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Love in the holy hush of eve, Love in that sweet, unbroken repose: Love in the beauty that clothed the ﬁelds, The pleasant vaies, and the mountains tall, Love in the beautiful spirit of night, But the love in our hearts exceeded it all! Oh. what Were a world like this to us If the spirit of love were never near To illumine the shadowy vaies of life, And to soften the sorrows that wait on us here? ’Twere dark as the raylcss caves of earth, ’Twcre cold as the damp and dismal tomb, ’Twere bleak as a barren desert land,

Where the rain ne’er falls. nor the ﬂow’rets bloom. Loving alone is the spirit of God, Our loving of His is a picture dim, And if this be so. is it wrong to say Who ioveth the most is most like Him? All of this and more came into our hearts As we sat in the door—I mind it well— And a thousand other things bright with love, Too happy for speech, and too many to tell. Our hearts have been better and purer. I ween, Since then than they ever had been before, ; And unto our dying day we will bless The sweet June eve when we sat in the door.

For who that is biest as were we, can speak?

There was love in the brilliant vault on high, Love in the breath of the stately rose;

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MARY E. WILCOX. Want evening lights her silver spheres, And slowly pales the Western red, I think of thee with painless tears, As of the dead—the quiet dead.

Sometimes in dreams I see thy grave, With forest-mosses o'er it spread, Where snow-bloomed hlackberry~bushes wave, I dream of thee as of the dead.

Thou livest; somewhere the green earth Still hears thy voice and feels thy tread; But since I know thee void of worth, I think of thee as of the dead.

Ah! once my listening heart would bound And thrill if but thy name was said! My fair ideal is discrowned, I think of thee as of the dead.

Rainbows and moonbeams lavishly I wreathed about my idol’s head, Its worthlessness I would not see— But now it lies dethroned and dead.

I wow ‘ a h alo for t l‘y b row, I deemed thee from all faults exempt-— I think upon my weakness now, With a calm smile of self-contempt. The God who tints my heart has led, (Albeit through passages of pain,) To think of thee as of the dead.


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that half confession; “it was only that 1 dis- like that boy to be so silly; I knew he was no- thing to you. I dare say he will write to you; of course, you will pay no attention—it would only be cruel to the poor fellow.”

“‘Mrs. Gray,” replied Christian, coldly, “1 trust tbat in all that regards the conduct of a true womnn, I have no need of s lesson. Your son is perfectly free, and there is no necessity for prolonging thia conversation.”

“You are quite right, and I must say good- bye! Don’t stay outin this damp, and you have nothing on your head; draw up your shawl, pray. Good-bye, dear Miss Ford—good-bye!"

“She shook Christian's hand with the utmost cordiality, and hastened away. The girl’s face expressed only quiet acorn as she looked after her for a moment, and then retraced her steps to her home.

When she entered the house, Christian found many duties to perform, and she went through them unfalteringly; assisted her blind aunt to her chamber, sat by her bedside until she slept, and then stole softly away.

She was free at Inst to give vent to her an- guish! The confinement of the house was like & prison, it stifled her; she unlocked the side door and went out into the garden. The dew lay heavy upon the grass, drenching her gar- ments as she walked up and down the narrow paths, but she took no heed. She was no stoic after all, poor Christian Ford! Under that cold exterior beat a woman's heart, and now it cried out in strong suffering which would be heard.

That girl bad led o quiet, uneveniful life, watching over her old aunt, and educating her- self after her own fashion. She had gone on thus to her twenty-third birthday before there came any change.

It was only a few months before that Mrs. Gray had sought that retired spot, bringing her son as 8 companion during the retirement which her delicate health had rendered necessary.

How Christian’s acquaintance with Robert Gray had grown inlo intimacy she herself could hardly have told. He was a wild, impetuous boy, impatient of restraint, and at that period, when his real character bad been so little awakened, that any strong influence would have swayed him at will. Time and earnest struggle with the world would change him, and bring out the real nobility of his nature, but the teachings of his youth had not been of a class to have that effect.

His love for Christian Ford was passionate and mad, like every other feeling in hig soul, but from the first she had been too clear-sighted not to feel that in returning it, she ran every risk of wrecking each beautiful life-hope in her soul. And yet she loved him; ay, spite of alt she loved him! It was in vain that her reason warned her of the danger, in vain that she strove against it with every energy of her strong nature: that love grew and entwined itself about every fibre of her heart, till it had become that affection which no influence of time or years could change.

But Robert Gray never knew this; from the very first she bad warned him of the fallacy of his hopes, had atriven to make him understand the great changes which a few years must pro- duce in his mind and feelings, but without effect; he only returned her counsel with wild protestations, and reproached her for thus cruelly doubting him who had flung every good impulse of his nalure at her feet.

Now all was over! Christian Furd sat down in that moonlight garden to review that brief past, in which the bitter sweetness of a life had been concentrated, and to look shudderingly upon the bleak future.

There had always a mad hope slept in her beart that he might return unchanged, that in his soul likewise that affection would be lasting, but her interview with his worldly mother had crushed it out. They must never meet again, that was the only sting left now—separation!

Christian would have torn ber heart out sooner than entered any family an unwelcome inmate ; mingled with this Loo there was a feeling nobler than her great pride; sho had exaggerated ideas of the duties of children, forgetting that parents have likewise theirs no less imperative and bind- ing.

That was the firat hour of Christian's suffering, and even she was wholly mastered by the rush of agony that swept like black waves over her soul. So the night wore on long and terrible, hours which sear their Way through the human heart, and whose trace may never be entirely obliterated. When the dawn broke in the east, Christian returned to her chamber, not to sleep, but to subdue herself into the calm with which she must go to her daily duties.

Very early in the morning she saw Robert Gray approaching the house, but she did not falter in her resulve. She called the women who aided her in the household cares, and gave directions stern and decided. She heard Robert's voice raised in enger inquiry—heard the mut- tered execration which followed the woman's reply—then there was a silence of many mo- ments, during which she crouched upon her knees, hiding her face in the bed-clothes. The


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Rh separation, not only from Virginia but also from the Federation, and he was now nothing less than the paid agent of a foreign power.

There is undoubtedly a mystery in this whole affair which renders it impossible to speak with absolute decision on some points. Whatever may have been Wilkinson's designs, and however intimate the connection between him and such men as Brown, Sebastian, Innis, and others, they at this time played into each other's hands, and the trend of all their action was towards unlicensed separation from Virginia, with a very suspicious savor of complete severance of all existing ties. Brown was delegate in Congress at this time, and hardly gave a fair impression to his constituents as to the sentiments of that body. He let it be understood that there was strong opposition to receiving Kentucky as a new State, especially if Vermont or Maine could not be brought in at the same time; that Congress was responsible for the proposition in Jay's proposed Spanish treaty, surrendering the navigation of the Mississippi for twenty years; and furthermore, that Congress, and the East especially, did not care a rush for Kentucky or the river trade. This was bad enough, for in a negative way it left a wrong impression. Nevertheless, this much might have resulted from a bias growing out of prejudices. But he further had a private interview with Don Gardoqui, the Spanish ambassador, and embodied the results of that consultation in the following statement, which was enclosed in a letter to Kentucky:


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32 "In a conversation I had with Don Gardoqui, the Spanish minister, relative to the Mississippi, he stated that, if the people of Kentucky would erect themselves into an independent State, and appoint a proper person to negotiate with him, he had authority for that purpose, and would enter into an arrangement with them for the exportation of their produce to New Orleans on terms of mutual advantage."

John Brown also wrote to George Muter, Chief-Justice of Kentucky, a letter setting forth the same views, and adding the thought that it was not to be thought likely that Kentucky would hesitate any longer to separate herself from Virginia by the shortest if the illegal way; and he also says plainly that the idea of Don Gardoqui looked to a separation, and, indeed, was conditioned upon a separation from the United States.

Affairs were in this posture when the question of ratification of the Constitution of the United States was finally settled. Each of the seven counties which then composed the district of Kentucky sent two delegates to the Virginia convention. The men who held the extreme views on the subject of independence were very popular, more so than the measures they advocated, when the two could be separated, and they held nearly all the prominent offices, and now formed a great majority of the delegates. On the question of ratification they voted three for and eleven against, Jefferson County casting its whole vote for the Constitution, led by the distinguished Robert Breckinridge;


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Rh the other vote was that of Humphrey Marshall, of Fayette, afterwards the Federalist Senator, and the historian of his State. Virginia was the tenth State to adopt the Constitution. Congress hearing of this, which occurred on June 26, 178S, refused on July 3d, the latest possible date, to act on Kentucky's application to be received into the Federation, and relegated the whole matter to the new system which alone it concerned. John Brown left for Kentucky in disgust, and the feeling in that State assumed a more radical aspect.

The failure of Congress to take the requisite action, together with further complications between Virginia and Kentucky, now necessitated an eighth convention in order to determine this question. It met in Danville in July, 1789. The contest in Fayette was again sharp, but this time the tables were turned, and Wilkinson by the weight of his personal popularity, was elected alone of his party. The other four members were from his opponents, and headed by Colonel Marshall. Wilkinson read an essay on the Mississippi navigation and its importance to Kentucky, and then said there was another present who could more properly lay the matter before the convention than he could. Thereupon John Brown rose, said briefly that he was assured that if unanimous, Spain was ready to grant almost any terms, and sat down. A motion was made to refer the question of separation without


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34 the antecedent consent of Virginia to the people, and this motion was carried, but by the exertions of Colonel Crockett reconsidered, and the convention ended by agreeing to all that Virginia now demanded; and as a result Kentucky passed quietly into the Union in June, 1792.

The universal satisfaction which followed the admission into the Union proved sufficiently that the great mass of the people really wanted that con- summation. Other things, indeed, they desired, but this first and most and the others in connection with it. Eight years had elapsed since the question of separation was first brought into public notice. These years had been marked by unceasing agitation. Nine conventions had been held for this single purpose, involving frequent elections and public canvasses. Other elections in the natural course of events had occurred, and the election of delegates to the Virginia convention had brought another special discussion before the people. The whole concatenation naturally produced an unhealthy state of mind. Extreme measures had been again and again warmly advocated, visionary schemes fostered and encouraged, addresses and overtures to every branch of government frequently resorted to, so that agitation had come to be almost the normal state of political thought. This was almost universal. Besides this the leaders of the more radical separatists had acquired a violent style of oratory, and a passion for discussion that could not be readily put away, especially when the darling problem of the navigation of the


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something; but we had not driven a mile before she took her hand out of its muff, and turning round, held it out to Sarah, smiling so sweetly in the starlight, and saying, in her low, mild way.

“«+Tg not this a lovely evening, Serah?’

“Then Sarah stooped forward and pretended to whisper, while she kissed Hetty on the cheek, and insisted on changing seats, which Hetty would not think of, till young Bentley leaned for- ward and whispered something, which I could not hear in the clash of the bells, but Hetty got up pleasantly, while Sarah threw back the buffalo robes, and sprang over into the seat at my side, laughing gleefully all the time, and flinging her arms around me to steady herself. Then we all settled down again, and I started the horses with a crack of the whip that set them off like lightning; and in less than ten minutes we were sitting round a great wood fire in Deacon Warner's west room, with a tray of red cheeked apples glowing on the hearth, and @ great stone pitcher of ginger cider hissing ander the red-hot poker that the deacon was warming it up with.

“Bentley rather hung back when the deacon handed round the cider-mug covered with yaller froth, but after he fairly took hold there was no stopping him.

“I dare say you wouldn’t have thought much of that evening; but I consider it about as near heaven as a feller is likely to reach on this side the grave. There was my two sisters, looking like angels in the fire-light; and there was the gal I loved better than my own life, holding the tray of apples on ber knee, while she tried one, and then another, with her thumb and finger, searching out the mellowest for them; and there was Mrs. Warner, knitting away for dear life by a little round candle-stand, and Deacon Warner on both knees in the corner cracking but-nuts with a big hammer, which he handed round after the apples and cider. Yes, Gillian, that was a pleasant evening, take it all together; we counted apple-seeds, and swung red parings three times round, dropping them into letters on ‘the floor; mine always would turn out an H. Our Hannah was named after her mother, you know—and both Sarab’s and Hetty’s were exact B's, at which both blushed and looked at each other eo shyly. It really was a very plensant evening, especially after I went back the last time, after settling the rest in the sleigh, and teok a last drink of cider, and a kiss that was werth ten thousand times as much. Certainly it was one of the pleasantest evenings that I ever spent.

A little while after this Mr. Bentley went down to New York; and, in a week or two, Hetty started down there on a visit to an aunt of ours in the city; she only went for a visit of two er three weeks, but, somehow, it was spring before she was ready to come kome, and I remember very well the daffadowndillas were out in the garden before she got back. If it hadn’t been for my wedding I don't believe that she would have came back s0 soon, for she seemed restless and bomesick enough all the spring.

‘1 forgot to tell you that Sarah went to visit her sunt late in the winter, and came home with Hetty. She, too, was a good bit sobered down, and all her sparkling cheerfulnesa died out. I couldn’t help seeing, st times, that she cried a good deal in the night, for her oyes were red, and she looked worn and tired of mornings, as if something lay heavy on ber mind.

“T asked about Mr. Bentley, and if the gals had seen him often; but they seemed shy of the subject, and I calculated that he hadn’t been sociable in the city, as they had a right to ex- pect he would be. Altogether everything at home seemed to go wrong, and if it hado’t been a busy time with me just before my wedding, I should have insisted on knowing the reason why.

‘But I got married, and while my young wife was getting ready for housekeeping, I spent purty much all the time at Deacon Warner's, so happy myself, that I near about forgot the gals. Something happened, though, that troubled me alittle. The post-office was about half way be- tween our house and Dencon Warner's, and one morning, when I was riding home, bright and early, who should I see but our Sarah, with her white sun-bonnet and shawl, s going into the post-office with a letter in her hand. She came out after an minute, and, before I could ride up, turned into a foot-path that gave her a short cut across the meadows. I always stopped at the office for letters and papers as I went along, and ao rede up to the door, calling out to know if there was anything for our folks. The post- master came to the door with a paper in his hand and a letter, which he handed to me say- ing,

“*Mr, Hart, I can’t quite make this direction out: it seems to be for New York city, but the writing isn’t clear.’

“1 took the letter. It was directed to William Bentley, Esq., in Sarah’s handwriting, but I could hardly make it out; the letters seemed to have been tumbled down over the paper.

“The whole thing took me by surprise. What on ‘arth could Sarah be writing to that young feller about? And why didn’t she wait and send


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192 Thus 20 teachers receive in all about rupees 7,402, averaging to each rupees 370-1-7 per annum. The endowed lands in extent vary from five to a hundred and fifty bighas, and in value from one to four rupees per bigha.

As far as I could ascertain, there are only two teachers in this district who are known as authors. Chakrapani pandit, dwelling at Tikari in thana Sahibgunge, has composed the following works in Sanscrit, viz:—1. Durga Ratnamala, a commentary on Sapta Sati, a sub-division of the Markandeya Purana, contained in 200 leaves or 400 pages. 2. Durjnanamukhachapetika, (a slap on the face to the ignorant,) a treatise on the law of inheritance, &c., opposed to the school of Raghunandana, written on 150 leaves or 300 pages. 3. Sarada, a commentary on Sabdendu Sekhara, itself a commentary on the Siddhanta Kaumudi, or Panini grammar, written on 200 leaves or 400 pages. 4. Mani Prakasika, a commentary on KanstubhaKaustubha [sic], itself a commentary on the 8th Chapter of Panini, written on 180 leaves or 360 pages. 5. Sakti Khandika, a logical treatise on the powers of words in the form of a commentary on Manjusha on the same subject, written on 70 leaves or 140 pages. Hara Lal Pandit, áa [sic] resident of the same place, is the author of two works, viz:— 1. Sabda Prakasa, a commentary on Sabdendu Sekhara, written on 500 leaves or 1,000 pages; and 2. Paribhasha Tatwa Prakasa, a commentary on Pari Bhashendu Sekhara, itself a commentary on the Siddhanta Kaumudi, written on 125 leaves or 250 pages.

About half of the pandits have school-houses built at their own cost, or that of their patrons; and the rest avail themselves of the accommodation afforded by a threshold, an out-house, or a temple.

In 27 Sanscrit schools there are 437 students, averaging 16.1 to each school. They are all Brahmans, and of the whole number 154 are natives of the villages in which the schools are situated, and 283 are natives of other villages. The students do not acquire any portion of their subsistence by mendicancy. The majority of them are supported by family-funds, and others participate in the allowances of food granted by the patrons of the teachers. In one instance the allowance of uncooked articles of food made to the teachers expressly for the benefit of the students was estimated at rupees 1,104 per annum, in another at rupees 960, and in a third at Rupees 360; in the last mentioned case the number of students enjoying this aid being limited to fifteen. The whole of these have been included in the preceding estimate of the receipts of teachers. The following are the studies pursued, and the number of students engaged in each :—


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Rh of the condition of the negotiation, and the attitude of the administration toward the West. About this time John Edwards, one of the first Senators, was called up before this society, and in a long series of questions was catechized as to what the Senate had done, especially in secret session, what secret oaths were required of Senators, if any, and what part he had played in the secret drama. Edwards answered in a dignified and manly way, and the society got little satisfaction.

In the autumn Washington not being satisfied with the way things were going forward again communicated with Governor Shelby. The action of the general government was throughout dignified but firm, while the governor, asserted that if any man had a right to leave the State any number had the same right; that the State recognized the right of its citizens to bear arms, and could not set up an inquisition to inquire into the intent for which they bore arms; in short, that the government desired him to arrest respectable citizens on the suspicion of an intent, which was unthinkable.

The French schemes gradually fell through, and a return was had to the old channel of a treaty with Spain. In July, 1795, Governor Carondelet sent one Thomas Power to see what could be done. A letter was sent to Judge Sebastian of the court of appeals of the State, who had belonged to the old coterie of Spanish inclinations. It was shown to others, and General Wilkinson who was on the northern frontier was again communicated with. It is unnecessary to attempt to unravel the tortuous


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The following is the average age of the students belonging to each branch of learning at each of the periods formerly mentioned :—

The following works are read in the schools : In grammar Mahabhashya by Patanjali, interpreting or correcting Katyayana’s annotations on Panini’s rules; Sabda Kaustubha by Bhattaji Dikshita, consisting of scholia on Panini, left incomplete by the author; Siddhanta Kaumudi by Bhattaji Dikshita, a grammar in which Panini’s rules are used, but his arrangement changed; Manorama by the same author, containing notes on his own work; Sabdendu Sekhara by Nagoji Bhatta, a commentary on the Siddhanta Kaumudi; Sabdaratna by Hari Diksita, a commentary on Bhattaji’s notes on the Manorama; Chandrica by Swayamprakasananda, interpreting the Paribhashartha Sangraha, a commentary on the maxims of interpretation from ancient grammarians cited in the Varticas and Bhashya as rules for interpreting Panini’s aphorisms; Paribhashendu Sekhara by Nagoji Bhatta, a brief exposition of the same maxims; Vaiyakaranabhushana by Konda Bhatta, on syntax and the philosophy of grammatical structure; Vaiyakarana Siddhanta Manjusha by Nagoji Bhatta, on the same subjects; and Saraswati Prakriya by Anubhuti Swarupacharya, a grammar founded on seven hundred rules or aphorisms pretended to have been received by the author from the goddess Saraswati. In lexicology, the Amara Kosha. In literature Raghuvansa, Magha, Purva Naishadha, and Bharaviya or Kirata Kavya. In rhetoric, Kavya Prakasa. In law, Mitakshara and Saroja Kalika. In logic, Siddhanta Muktavali, the Gadadhari commentary of Vyapti Panchaka, the Jagadisi commentary of Vyaddhikaranadharmavachhinnabhava, and Bhasha Parichheda. In the Vedanta, Vedanta Paribhasha. In Mimansa, Adhikarana Mala. In Sankhya, Sankhya Tatwa


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194 Kaumudi. In medicine, Sarangadara. In mythology, Harivansa, and Sapta Sati, a chapter of the Markandeya Parana. In astrology, Muhurta Chintamani, Muhurta Martanda, Muhurta Kalpadruma Lilavati, and Sighrabodha; and in the Tantra, Sarada Tilaka.

This district contains fifty-six Sanscrit schools, of which one village contains five, four villages contain three each, six villages contain two each, and twenty-seven villages contain one each. The number of teachers is the same, and their average age is 47.3 years. They are all Brahmans, fifty Maithila Brahmans, three Sarajupariya, two Kanyakubja, and one Sakadwipi.

Of the body of teachers, six are independent of patronage, and are either supported from the resources of their own families, or support themselves by farming. The following are the sources of income of the remaining fifty teachers:—

Fifty teachers thus receive an estimated income of rupees 2,515, averaging to each rupees 50-4-9 per annum. The practice of divination is very common in this district, and it is a source of income to men of learning which has not come to my knowledge elsewhere.

None of the teachers have distinguished themselves by written compositions, and amongst the whole body only two are to be found having separate school-houses for the accommodation of their students, and those built at their own cost,—in one instance amounting to two, and in the other to ten, rupees. The rest assemble their pupils in the verandas of their own dwelling-houses.

In 56 Sanscrit schools there are 214 students, averaging 3.8 to each school. They are all Brahmans, 147 of them being natives of the villages in which the schools are situated, and 67 natives of other villages. The students of three schools receive in the form of occasional presents rupees 65, which averages to the students of each school collectively rupees 21-10-8 per annum.


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you: I wish you weren’t obliged to be in such haste; you are staying——”

“Out in Roxbury, on B—— street.”

“On B— street? at——”

 * At my cousin, Robert Hall’s.”

“That is lucky! my own immediate neighbor- hood! I know Mr. Hall and his wife intimately. How long, let me ask, will you remain?”

‘*A few days; perbaps a week.”

“That is pleasant! I'll see you again then! We'll be in at once.”

He went down with me and helped me into the carriage. I asked cousin George if I had made him cross, staying; his answer was his ever pleasant-sounding laugh, as he bowed to Mr Cleaves and started his horse up.

“So that was Mr. Cleaves?” he said, playing his whip about his horse’s side.

“Yes; isn’t he a fine-looking man? Did you ever see him before?”

“*No; he lives out in Roxbury close by Robert’s though. He has one of the finest places out there; one of the best graperies. They had some of his grapes at Rotert’s one Sunday when I was out there in the fall. His wife sent them in to Har- riet.”’

‘¢He is married then?”

“Yes; he's got children; a girl of Het’s age, 1 should think.”

“That is good! I'm glad he is married! I have always supposed he was, he has been in the ‘Chronicle’ so long. But he isn’t so old as I expected; and something in his appearance— I don’t know what it was—made me afraid before J came away that he wasn’t. I’m glad!”

“Ha!” laughed George, in his quick, explo- sive way. George is an ‘‘old bach,” or, this is what we all call him. He is thirty-seven. 1 know,” he added, ‘all about how you feel. You're my cousin; perhaps we're alike in some things. At any rate, you've turned the first corner; and of course, you know as well as I, that some women at that age manage and work so—so outrageously hard to get married, as to put a sort of disgrace on all the rest. We who are out of the noose and so supposed to be in the market, as the women say of each other, are shy of them, of most of them. Oh! these dressed out, minced up, self-conscious, vain, proud, hus- band-catchera, with their eyes on every old bach and widower that comes near, how I hate ’em! I won't go near enough, if I can help it, to touch one of ’em with a pitch-fork!”

(Io passing, uncle Wingate, George's father, is a farmer, close by the old homestead up on the hills at F——-.)

“I know exactly how you feel,” he added, after a pause. ‘I’ve thought a hundred times— a hundred! I’ve thought ten thousand times, that it’s the only disagreeable thing, perhaps, about being unmarried, this forever recurring bother about marketable women. If these women only knew how ridiculous they make themselves, with never one natural look or action! I tell you, Jen, it makes me mad enough to swear!”

“Oh, now, cousin George, you distress me!” I cried out.

“You? why should I? it is nothing to yous”

“But I’m always worried for fear some old bachelor, or some widower will suspect me of manceuvring, of trying to get him, if I make one single friendly advance toward him, in the way of conversation, or in the way of anything, as] would do go composedly, and with so much real pleasure, both to myself’ and him, if he were married, or irrevocably engaged, or were monk of some anti-Benedictine order.”

“Oho! don’t you be troubled! You haven't the air, or look, or make of the husband-hun- ters.”

you know all about me; but you suspect others whose sentiments you dan’t know as well Per- haps others who don’t know my sentiments sus- pect me; and, as true ay I live, cousin George, Vd rather they would.”
 * 8o you think. You don’t su:pect me because

in your eyes blinding them to all the beauty.”
 * Come! here you are at the square, with tears

“I don’t care for beauty or anything when — it comes to this!” I replied, wiping my eyes stoutly, making, however, stout exertions to bring myself up out of my trouble. “I amas glad as I can be, at any rate, that Mr. Cleaves is married. Now 1 can let him see that I like him, like to talk with him, and still feel easy about it.”

“Yes, that you can. Now see if this isn’t s pretty piace.”

We had a delightful day. Going about at sight-seeing with a heavy-spirited man or woman, ov a super-energetic man or woman, drags me down. But good, large, genial cousin George: if my hand lay on bis arm, or my arm but touched his, or I looked into his face, or heard his voice, all my soul rested as if upon down. 1—perhaps I would be saved half the wear and tear I get, and shall get in life, wedded to a man like my cousin George. Only cousin George isn’t always | downy. This morning, for instance, before start- ing, when Robert and a neighbor were standing by to see how he would adjust a troublesome juint in the harness, he gave his thamb a bur, and then, snapping it, he said with roundest vexation, “Deuce take it!" My chamber window


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48 through Nicholas' influence succeeded him as Attorney-General. This was John Breckinridge. The connection of Mr. Breckinridge with the Kentucky Resolutions, and all the circumstances connected with them, is so intimate, and he has failed so entirely to secure the recognition which was his due from those who came after him, that his life and labors will be recounted here somewhat at length.


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M. O. R. house was alight from cellar to garret. It was the first big reception of the winter and followed closely the end of the first basketball trophy series and the football game between the Central High team and that of West High.

The M. O. R. was the only girls' secret society countenanced by Franklin Sharp, the principal of Central High. Until you belonged to it you never knew what the three initials stood for; after you were lucky enough to belong, the name of the society became such a deep and dark mystery that you never dared whisper it, even to your very closest "spoon."

Therefore, in all probability, we shall never learn just what "M. O. R." stands for.

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2 were entirely shut out of the doings of the M. O. R.'s, which long antedated the Girls' Branch Athletic League; the boys never were allowed within the sacred precincts of the "House" save on the occasion of the special reception at Easter.

The house was a narrow slice of brownstone front in the middle of a block of similar dwellings, within sight of the schoolhouse, and in the Hill section of Centerport. The Hill was supposed to be very exclusive, and rents were high. And the rental of the thirteen-foot slice of brownstone had become a serious problem to the Board of Governors of the M. O. R.

Some M. O. R.'s had gone to college, many of them had married, some had moved many, many miles away from Centerport. But most of them remembered tenderly the first school society of which they had been members. The alumnae were loyal to M. O. R.

And some of the alumnae were on the present Board of Governors, and were—on this reception night—discussing seriously with the more active members of the board the financial state of the society. The owner of the house had notified them of a raise in rent for the coming year to an absolutely impossible figure. The M. O. R.'s must look for new quarters.


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Rh "If we could only interest the pupils of Central High, as a whole, members and those who are not in the M. O. R.," sighed Mrs. Mabel Kerrick.

The presence of this widowed lady, daughter of one of the wealthiest men in Centerport, and an alumna of the school, upon the Board of Governors of the M. O. R. needs an explanation that must be deferred.

"I don't see how we can interest the boys—they only make fun," said a very bright looking girl sitting upon the other side of the room, and beside another very bright looking girl who looked so much like her (they were dressed just alike) that unless one had seen her lips move one could never have told whether Dora Lockwood, or Dorothy Lockwood, had spoken.

"And how are you going to interest the girls who haven't been asked to join the M. O. R.—and are not likely to be asked?" demanded the other twin. "The very exclusiveness of the society makes it impossible for us to call upon the school in general for help."

"Just raise the fees and we can pay the higher rent," remarked another girl, briskly.

"And then, at the end of next year, Mr. Chumley will raise it again. He owns more rentable property than any other man on the


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4 Hill, and just as soon as he is sure his tenant is settled he begins to put up the rent on him," observed a fourth girl.

"That is just it," Mrs. Kerrick responded, slowly. "The society should not pay rent. We should own our own house. We should build. We should raise a goodly sum of money this winter toward the building fund. But we must find some method of interesting everybody in our need.

"A membership in the M. O. R. has always been a reward of merit. Freshmen cannot, of course, be 'touched' for the M. O. R., and few sophomores attain that enviable eminence. But by the time a girl has reached her senior year at Central High it is her own fault if she is not a member.

"Therefore, the girls of the younger classes should be interested in the stability of the society, irrespective of whether they are members yet, or not. And naturally, if the girls are interested, they can interest their brothers and their parents."

"Suppose, Mrs. Kerrick, a girl hasn't any brothers?" demurely asked a quiet girl in the corner.

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Rh other girl's brother. But we haven't heard from little Mother Wit," added Mrs. Kerrick, turning suddenly to a pretty, plump girl, all in brown and with shining hair and eyes, who sat by herself at the far end of the room. "Haven't you a thing to say, Laura Belding?"

"Won't it be a little difficult," asked the girl addressed, diffidently, "to invent anything that will interest everybody in the building fund of the M. O. R.?"

"That's what we're all saying, Laura," said one of the other members of the Board. "Now you invent something!"

"You give me a hard task," laughed the brown girl. "Of course, all members—both active and graduate—will be interested for their membership's sake. The problem is, then, in addition, to interest, first, the girls who may be members, and, second, the boys and general public who can never be members of the M. O. R."

"Logically put, Laura," urged Mrs. Kerrick. "Then what?"

"Why wouldn't a play fill the bill?" asked Laura. "Offer a prize for an original play written by a girl of Central High, irrespective of class or whether she is an M. O. R. or not—that will interest the girls in general. Have the play presented by boys and girls of the


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 Lead is a metal not much used by the Japanese. The reason for this cannot be the want of ore, as has wrongly been stated by many authors; for we have the best proofs, that galena (the chief lead ore) and even an excellent kind of this mineral, is far from being rare in Japan.

Silver was in former times, especially from A.D. 1,400 to 1,600 found and melted in Japan in much larger quantities than at the present time. There has been a time when there was an abundance of silver in this country, but after the old trade of the Portuguese and Dutch and particularly after the opening of Japan in 1859, silver became scarce, because of the former large export of this metal to foreign countries. We cannot agree with some authors who say that at the present time, the Japanese soil should be very rich in silver-ore, because we have not found many samples of rich ores, but chiefly a relatively small quantity of silver as an admixture in several copper and lead minerals.

The Ores in which lead occurs in Japan are:

1.— or (sulphide of lead). We have seen several varieties; the finest kind consists of crystalline aggregates of large cubes which readily cleave in directions parallel to their faces. It is found frequently in the same veins with copper pyrites and contains often a small quantity of sulphide of silver. The extraction of lead out of this mineral is effected by a roasting process, nearly similar to our western method. In many samples we found a small quantity of silver. The largest amount of silver we found in lead glance is about 1 per cent. according to the Japanese works on this subject. Galena is found in many places in Japan, but still the quantity of lead produced by the Japanese has been small up to the present time. It is not easy to understand why lead metal has been and is still a regular article of import from Europe.

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6 will hold the boys. And the parents and general public can help by paying to see the performance."

The younger members of the committee looked at one another doubtfully; but Mrs. Kerrick clapped her hands enthusiastically.

"A play! The very thing! And Mr. Sharp will approve that, no doubt. We will appoint him chief of the committee to decide upon the play. And we will offer a prize big enough to make it worth while for every girl to try her best to produce a good one."

"But that prize must be deducted from the profits of the performance," objected the practical Nellie Agnew.

"No," replied Mrs. Kerrick, promptly. "That will be my gift. I will offer the prize—two hundred dollars—for the best play submitted before New Year's. How is that? Do you think it will 'take'? Come, Laura, does your inventive genius approve of that suggestion?"

"I think it is very lovely of you, Mrs. Kerrick," cried Mother Wit. "Oh, my! Two hundred dollars! It is magnificent. Let us find Mr. Sharp at once and see if he approves. He is still in the house, I know," and at her suggestion somebody was sent to hunt for the principal of Central High, who was one of the guests of


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Rh honor of the M. O. R. on this particular evening.

Centerport was a lively, wealthy inland city situated on the shore of Lake Luna, and boasting three high schools within its precincts. The new building of Central High was much finer and larger than the East and West Highs, and there was considerable rivalry between the girls of the three schools, not only in athletic matters, but in all other affairs. Out of school hours, basketball and other athletics had pretty well filled the minds of the girls of Central High; and Laura Belding and her particular chums had been as active in these inter-school athletics as any.

In fact, it was Mother Wit, as her friends and schoolmates called Laura, who interested Colonel Richard Swayne, Mrs. Kerrick's father, in the matter of girls' athletics and so made possible for the girls of Central High the finest athletic field and gymnasium in the State.

Incidentally she had interested Mrs. Kerrick in the girls of Central High, too, and reminded the widowed lady that she was an alumna and a member of the M. O. R. In her renewed interest in the affairs of the secret society and in the Girls' Branch Athletic League, Mrs. Kerrick had become very different from the almost helpless invalid first introduced to the reader in the


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200 There are nineteen teachers, all Musalmans, whose average age is 36.5 years.

The following are the modes and amount of the remuneration given to the teachers:—

Nineteen teachers thus receive in all rupees 168-11-10, which averages to each rupeess 8-14-1 per month. There are no teachers who give all their instructions gratuitously, but in several of the scholars there are some schools who are taught without making any payment to the teachers. Those teachers who receive monthly wages or fixed salaries are generally dependent on the head or heads of one family; and of such families five are Hindu, whose allowances to the teachers are considerably in excess of the above average. In one of the Arabic schools instruction is given gratuitously to all the scholars, and the teacher receives his remuneration from Munshi Sharaf Khan. The institution has existed long, and has descended to the care of the Munshi its chief patron.

Fifteen of the schools have no other accommodations as school-houses than are afforded by the baithak-khanas and garden-houses of the principal supporters. Of the remaining two, one, a Persian school, has a school-house built by a respectable Hindu inhabitant at a cost of 40 rupees; and the other, an Arabic school, has a school-house built by the Musalman patrons at a cost of about 400 rupees. The latter is a brick building, and is used also as a dwelling-house by the maulavi and some of the scholars.

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was let down a little. I saw and heard through the thin muslin curtain. A quick flash it was; it was over, he was laughing in a minute; but if I had a husband who would always be angry. like that, whenever harness, or horse, or child, or anything went wrong on his hands, I fear I would often look back on these calin days of my  single blessedness, which, if they are sultry” sometimes, have no quick, uncertain lighting in. them, or rumbling, or explosive thunder. Welln- day! I remember what poor Southey said, “My notions about life are much the same as they are about traveling—there is a good deal of amusement on the road; but, after all, one wants to be at rest.” Perhaps the poorest creature feels this want no oftener, or more deeply, than the prosperous, so-called, the famous, so-called.

Thursday, the 3rd.

I ran upstairs the moment we reached home, to lay off “the dust of travel.” When I went down, George was standing close to Robert and Harriet, and they were all talking eagerly.

“Mum!” said George, to the others, the moment he saw me at the foot of the stairs. “Remember, Harriet, mum is the word! remember now!”

They assented with quick nods, and then we went in to dinner. When we epoke of Mr. Cleaves, Robert praised him, saying, “He’s one of your whole men. He sees all sides and knows what he is doing.”

“And his wife?” inquired I.

“Mrs. Clenves is a fine woman. Have some butter, Harriet? You'll like her. We see them very often; oftener than we do any other neighbors. I'll go and bring them in this very evening.”

But they came before we left the table. Robert and Harriet both went to meet them, and brought them in to sit with us “at the walnuts and the wine.”

Mr. Cleaves sat by me. I believe he sat by me nearly all the evening; for Mrs. Cleaves and Harriet hunted up the magazines in quest of certain fashion-plates, that they might know better how to make a sack for one of the children, an apron for another, a bib for another; and George and Robert, both of whom are connected with the railroads, Robert as president of one, George as agent of another, talked over “managements,” as they always are interested in doing; and Robert got out some of his papers and accounts. I think we all had a comfortable, contented evening. As for me, it seemed to me as Mr. Cleaves talked, that be opened new and Pleasant paths for me into life, on all sides. I saw what beauties and delights were in them, and longed so to walk in thew! I believe that I will walk in them some day, when I am fit to enter, and that then I will know how divinely fair and serviceable an author's, anybody's days may be here on earth, if, here on earth, in the midst of the din and the dust, one will diligently and with a religious, resolute conscience, take oneself away from what is sordid and low, and keep oneself close by what is ennobling and high.

The 8th.

The next morning, while I sat writing in my chamber, I saw him coming up the walk with a basket in his hand. If it had been any other in the world whom I had met twice only, I should have sat silently behind my curtain to see with what energy and grace he approached. As it was, the old mirth of the day before, caught me, and I said, just loud enough to be heard through the slightly raised window, “Bon jour!”

“Ha!” starting, lifting his head; “bon jour! come down.”

He brought books, one from Mrs. Cleaves for Harriet, one from himself for me; brought hot- house flowers, a big bunch for Harriet, ‘from Mrs. Cleaves,” said he, presenting them; “and here are some for you,” presenting me a little bunch, very beautiful, very beautifully arranged. “Keep them,” said he, as I held them. “Carry them away with you when you go, and keep them till they are all dried up, and afterward. Remember.”

I laughingly promised; and, breaking a little flowering spray out of a bouquet on the mantle- piece, I bade him keep that after it had all dried up.

“Yes,” he said.

He came with plans from Mrs. Cleaves, he said, speaking to Harriet and Robert. He comes every day with plans, or to hear what our plans are; and so every day.

Wednesday, the 9th.

“Jen,”’ I heard George calling out at the foot of the stairs. “Jenny, come down here, I want to tell you something.”

He turned into the parlor when he saw me coming. When he saw me at the door, he met me with his large, friendly hand outstretched. He was alone. “I thought 1 would ride out this morning. JI want to tell you something. Harriet and I both think you ought to know. I'm almost afraid to tell you. We've been as wicked as possible; we're afraid you won't like it.”

“Perhaps I shall. I fear I am not a little wicked myself. What is it?”

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8 first volume of this series, entitled "The Girls of Central High; Or, Rivals for All Honors."

In that first volume was related the establishment of athletics for girls at Central High, and introduced Laura Belding and her especial chums in their school trials and triumphs. In the second volume, "The Girls of Central High on Lake Luna; Or, The Crew That Won," were narrated the summer aquatic sports of the same group of girls and their boy friends.

"The Girls of Central High at Basketball; Or, The Great Gymnasium Mystery," the third volume of the series, told of the girls when they had become juniors and related the struggle of the rival basketball teams of the three Centerport highs, and the high schools of Keyport and Lumberport, at either end of Lake Luna, for the trophy cup. That series of games had just been finished and Central High had won the trophy, when Laura and her friends, as members of the M. O. R., are again introduced to the reader's notice at the opening of this chapter.


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spite of the bright lights illuminating the windows of the M. O. R. house—and many other larger and finer houses at that end of Whiffle Street—outside it was dark and dreary enough. Especially was this so at the "poverty-stricken end," as Josephine Morse called her section of the street. Jess and her widowed mother lived on the fringe of the wealthy Hill district, where Whiffle Street develops an elbow, suddenly becomes narrow, and debouches upon Market Street.

It was raining, too. Not an honest, splashing downpour, but a drizzling, half-hearted rain that drifted about the streets as though ashamed of itself, leaving a deposit of slime on all the crosswalks, and making the corner street-lamps weep great tears. The gas-lamps, too, seemed in a fog and struggled feebly against the blackness of the evening.

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10 most like a candle, Jess had made her way into Market Street and to Mr. Closewick's grocery store near the corner. She carried a basket on her arm and she had given the clerk rather a long list of necessary things, although she had studied to make the quantities as modest as possible. The clerk had put them all up now and packed them into the basket and stood expectantly with the list checked off in his hand.

"Two dollars and seven cents, Miss Jess," he said.

"I'll have to ask you to add that to our bill," said the girl, flushing. "Mother is short of money just now."

"Wait a moment, Miss Jess; I'll speak to Mr. Closewick," said the clerk, seemingly as much embarrassed as the girl herself, and he stepped hastily toward the glass-enclosed office at the rear of the store.

But the pursy old man with the double chin and spectacles on his forehead, the height of which the wisp of reddish-gray hair could not hide, had observed it all. He got down ponderously from his stool and squeaked out behind the long counter in his shiny boots.

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Rh ," and he shook the modest little paper in his hand, having taken it from the clerk.

"Mother is short of money just now," repeated Jess.

"So'm I. You tell her so. I can't let you increase your indebtedness," and his pudgy hand lifted the basket and put it on the shelf behind him.

"You pay me something on account, or pay for these goods you've ordered this evening. I'm needing money, too."

"Mr. Closewick! I hope you won't do that," gasped Jess, paling under his stern glance. "We will pay you—we always have. Mother sometimes has to wait for her money—a long time. We spend many a twenty-dollar bill in your store during the year"

"That ain't neither here nor there," said the grocer, ponderously. "It's a rule I have. Never let a bill run more than twenty dollars. 'Specially where there's no man in the family. Hard to collect from a woman. Makes me bad friends if I press 'em. I can afford to risk losing twenty dollars; but no more!"

"How can you!" cried Jess, under her breath, for there was somebody else entering the store. "We have bought of you for years"

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12 rules I have, I wouldn't have been here selling you goods for years," returned Mr. Closewick, grimly. "The sheriff would have sold me out. I'm sorry for your mother, and I don't want to lose her trade. But business is business."

"And you cannot favor us for this single occasion?" choked Jess.

"It would lead to others; I can't break a rule," said the grocer, stubbornly. "Come now, Miss Jess! You go home and tell your mother how it is. I'll keep this basket right here for you, and you come back with the two-seven, and it will be all right."

"That would be useless," said Jess, clinging to the counter for support, and feeling for the moment as though she should sink. "We haven't any money—at present. If we had I should not have asked you for any extension of credit. Please give me back my basket."

"So?" returned the grocer, frowning. "Very well," and he deliberately unpacked the parcels and handed her the basket—making a show of so doing in the presence of the newly arrived customer. "And what can I do for you, this evening, Mrs. Brown?" he asked, blandly, speaking to the new arrival while he handed Jess her basket without a word.

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Rh town!" thought the girl, as she hurried into the street. "Oh, dear, dear! whatever shall I do?"

For the cupboard at the Morse cottage was very bare indeed. Mrs. Mary Morse had some little standing as a contributor to the more popular magazines; but the returns from her penwork being her entire means of income, there were sometimes weary waitings for checks. Jess had been used to these unpleasant occasions ever since she was a very little girl. Her mother was of a nervous temperament and easily disturbed; and as Jess had grown she had tried to shield her mother, at these times of famine, from its most unpleasant features.

As witness her passage-at-arms with the grocer, Mr. Closewick. No money in the house, an empty pantry, their credit cut off at the store where they had always traded, and no credit established at any other grocer's shop! The situation looked desperate, indeed, to Jess Morse.

Jess shrank from trying the butcher's and the dairy store, too. At each shop an unpaid bill would stare her in the face and to-night she felt as though each proprietor would demand a "payment on account." It was a black night indeed. November was going out in its very mournfullest and dismallest manner.

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14 den of disappointment and trouble. She was not able to attend the M. O. R. reception, although she was a member. Laura Belding, her very dearest friend, would be there and would wonder why she, Jess, did not appear. And after the reception Chet Belding, Laura's brother, would be waiting to take Jess home—she hadn't had the heart to tell Chet that she would not need his escort from the reception.

But, as Jess had told her mother, that blue party dress had become impossible. Let alone its being months behind the fashion, it was frayed around the bottom and the front breadth was sorely stained. And she hadn't another gown fit to put on in the evening. She did so long for something to wear at a party in which her friends would not know her two blocks away. So she had "cut" the reception at the M. O. R. house.

All this was a heavy load on Jess Morse's mind as she approached, with hesitating steps, the butter and egg shop kept by Mr. Vandergriff.

"Certainly," thought the troubled girl, "I either need a whole lot of courage, or a lot of money—either would come in very handy tonight."

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Rh study by hearing somebody calling breathlessly after her.

"Hi! Hi! Aren't you going to look around? Jess Morse!"

A girl smaller than herself, and dressed from neck to heels in a glistening raincoat, ran under Jess's umbrella and seized her arm. She was a laughing, curly-haired girl with dancing black eyes and an altogether roguish look.

"Jess Morse! don't you ever look back on the street—no matter what happens?" she demanded.

"For what was Lot's wife turned to salt, Bobby?" returned Jess, solemnly.

"For good! Now you know, don't you?" laughed Clara Hargrew, whose youthful friends knew her as "Bobby."

"Why aren't you at the 'big doin's' tonight," demanded the harum-scarum Bobby. "You're a Mother of the Republic; what means this delinquency?"

"Just supposing I had something else to do?" returned Jess, trying to speak lightly. "I'm on an errand now."

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 swaggering in Gautier's red waistcoat, and horrifying Bourgeois in a public café with paradox and gasconnade.

A leading trait throughout his whole career was his desire to be in love. Ne fait pas ce tour qui veut. His affections were often enough touched, but perhaps never engaged. He was all his life on a voyage of discovery, but it does not appear conclusively that he ever touched the happy isle. A man brings to love a deal of ready-made sentiment, and even from childhood obscurely prognosticates the symptoms of this vital malady. Burns was formed for love; he had passion, tenderness, and a singular bent in the direction; he could foresee, with the intuition of an artist, what love ought to be; and he could not conceive a worthy life without it. But he had ill-fortune, and was besides so greedy after every shadow of the true divinity, and so much the slave of a strong temperament, that perhaps his nerve was relaxed and his heart had lost the power of self-devotion before an opportunity occurred. The circumstances of his youth doubtless counted for something in the result. For the lads of Ayrshire, as soon as the day's work was over and the beasts were stabled, would take the road, it might be in a winter tempest, and travel perhaps miles by moss and moorland to spend


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 him I  not prosecute the village-chief who has been accused of the above action, as this would have the appearance that I had raked up this case pour le besoin de ma cause: I know no longer what to do

“I charge you, pending further approval of the Resident of Bantam, from to-morrow with the administration of the Division of Lebak.

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“.”

After this Havelaar left Rangkas-Betoong with his wife and child. He declined any escort. Duclari and Verbrugge were deeply moved when bidding them farewell. Even Havelaar was touched when at the first relay he saw a numerous crowd of people who had stolen away from Rangkas-Betoong to salute him for the last time.

At Serang the family alighted at Mr. Slimering’s residence, and were received with the accustomed Indian hospitality.

That night there were many visitors at the Resident’s house. They said as significantly as possible that they had come to meet Havelaar, and Max received many an eloquent handshake

But he had to go to Batavia to see the Governor-General

On his arrival there, he applied for an audience. This was denied him, as His Excellency was suffering from a whitlow on his foot.

Havelaar waited until that whitlow was better. Then he again applied for an audience.

His Excellency, and consequently he could not receive Havelaar either.

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16 "Say! you ought to be up there," cried the unconscious Bobby. "I just came past the house and it was all lit up like—like a hotel. And Mr. Sharp was just coming out with Mrs. Kerrick. Mrs. Kerrick is going to do something big for us girls of Central High."

"What do you mean?" asked Jess, only half interested in Bobby's gossip.

"Going to give us a chance to win a prize, or something," pursued Bobby.

"Oh! how do you know?" Jess showed more interest now.

"Why, I heard Mr. Sharp say, as he was helping Mrs. Kerrick into Colonel Swayne's auto:

The girls of Central High should be delighted, Mrs. Kerrick—and very grateful to you, indeed. Two hundred dollars! And a chance for any smart girl to win it!'—just like that. Now, Jess, you and I are both smart girls, aren't we?" demanded Bobby, roguishly.

"We think we are, at any rate," returned Jess, more eagerly. "Two hundred dollars! Oh! wouldn't that be fine!"

"It would buy a lot of candy and ice-cream sodas," chuckled Bobby.

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Rh me! is it something that I can do to earn two hundred dollars?"

And she listened to Bobby's surmises about the mysterious prize without taking in half what the younger girl was saying. Two hundred dollars! And she and her mother did not have a cent. She looked up and saw the lights of the butter and egg store just ahead, and sighed.


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Rh Hindu of the brahman caste and six are Musalmans. The following are the castes of the Persian scholars who are Hindus and the number of each—

The following are the average ages of the Persian and Arabic scholars at the three periods formerly mentioned, viz., the age of admission to school, the age at the time the schools were visited, and the estimated age of leaving school :—

The following works comprise the course of Persian reading, viz., the Pandnameh, Gulistan, Bostan, Payindeh Beg, embracing forms of epistolary correspondence; Insha-i-Matlub, containing forms of correspondence and contract; Joseph and Zuleikha, the history of Joseph; Asafi consisting of odes; Secandar Nameh, poetical history of Alexander the Great; Bahar-i-Danish, tales; and Allami, consisting of the correspondence of Shah Akber, Abulfazl, &c., &c. About one-half of the Persian teachers limit their instructions to the Bostan and Gulistan, and the other, works are more or less taught by the remaining number.

The only works read by the Arabic students are grammatical, viz., Mizan, Tasrif, and Zubda on the inflecsions, and Sharh-i-Miat Amil on the syntax of the Arabic language.

This district contains 71 Persian and 2 Arabic schools; of which two villages contain four each, two contain three each, three contain two each, and fifty-three contain one each.

The number of teachers is the same as the number of schools. Of the teachers of the Persian schools, sixty-six are Musalmans and five Hindus; and of the latter three are Brahmans, one is a Kayastha, and one a Daivajna. The teachers of the Arabic schools are Musalmans. The average age of all the teachers is 36.3 years.

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 an hour or two in courtship. Rule 10 of the Bachelors' Club at Tarbolton provides that "every man proper for a member of this Society must be a professed lover of one or more of the female sex." The rich, as Burns himself points out, may have a choice of pleasurable occupations, but these lads had nothing but their "cannie hour at e'en." It was upon love and flirtation that this rustic society was built; gallantry was the essence of life among the Ayrshire hills as well as in the Court of Versailles; and the days were distinguished from each other by love-letters, meetings, tiffs, reconciliations, and expansions to the chosen confidant, as in a comedy of Marivaux. Here was a field for a man of Burns's indiscriminate personal ambition, where he might pursue his voyage of discovery in quest of true love, and enjoy temporary triumphs by the way. He was "constantly the victim of some fair enslaver"—at least, when it was not the other way about; and there were often underplots and secondary fair enslavers in the background. Many—or may we not say most?—of these affairs were entirely artificial. One, he tells us, he began out of "a vanity of showing his parts in courtship," for he piqued himself on his ability at a love-letter. But, however they began, these flames of his were fanned into a passion ere the end; and he


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 stands unsurpassed in his power of self-deception, and positively without a competitor in the art, to use his own words, of "battering himself into a warm affection,"—a debilitating and futile exercise. Once he had worked himself into the vein, "the agitations of his mind and body" were an astonishment to all who knew him. Such a course as this, however pleasant to a thirsty vanity, was lowering to his nature. He sank more and more towards the professional Don Juan. With a leer of what the French call fatuity, he bids the belles of Mauchline beware of his seductions; and the same cheap self-satisfaction finds a yet uglier vent when he plumes himself on the scandal at the birth of his first bastard. We can well believe what we hear of his facility in striking up an acquaintance with women: he would have conquering manners; he would bear down upon his rustic game with the grace that comes of absolute assurance—the Richelieu of Lochlea or Mossgiel. In yet another manner did these quaint ways of courtship help him into fame. If he were great as principal, he was unrivalled as confidant. He could enter into a passion; he could counsel wary moves, being, in his own phrase, so old a hawk; nay, he could turn a letter for some unlucky swain, or even string a few lines of verse that should clinch the


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each admiration of boyhood and youth may call forth a passing feeling, it is evanescent, and passes like a ripple on deep water. But when the depths of these waters are stirred by the hurricane of real, earnest, true love, it is no subject for jeers: but if not calling for a return, it at least merits sympathy and comfort,” and he let his voice fall into a low, tender cadence.

Mrs. Dayton felt uncomfortable. The laughing response which rose to her lips died there. She longed to tell him her belief in his doctrine. They were going slowly, quietly along, each oc- eupied with his own thoughts, when the scream of a locomotive startled the horse, and he dashed forward at a full gallop.

There was a rush, a crash, and they were on the road side—the horse a mangled corpse, the carriage thrown violently back several feet, Mr. Cooke insensible on the grass, and Mrs. Dayton on the other side of the road, uninjured.

Mrs. Dayton sat up, and with a nervous, hysterical laugh called her companion’s name. He did not answer. She went to his side. He was still white, insensible, and she thought him dead. With a wild cry she raised his head to her breast, calling his name, ‘‘Horace, dear Horace,” and begging him to look at her. Then she looked round for help. There was no house in sight. Mrs. Dayton was not a woman to spend many, moments in useless grief. She soon recovered her presence of mind. Her vinaigrette full of  salts was hanging to her belt, and she drew out the cork and tried its effect. Her companion was only stunned, and in a few moments he was able to feel her hand on his brow, hear her voice in his ear. He kept perfectly still, his eyes closed, and his breathing low. The most delicious ecstasy was holding him quiet. The low, sweet voice, but which would never before speak one word of preference for him, was now saying,

“Horace, dear Horace, speak to me once more.” Then there fell upon his face a tear.

He faintly opened his eyes. The next instant he regretted it, for he found his head on the grass, and Mrs. Dayton at least five feet from him.

“Are you hurt?” she said, quietly.

Had he been dreaming? Was this the voice that said Horace, dear Horace?

He sat up. He was not hurt, only stunned, and in a few moments he stood beside her. Her veil was down, and he could not see her face. “How are we to get home?” she asked, pointing to the dead horse and broken carriage. Her voice trembled now, and the wind blew aside her veil. Her eyes bore traces of weeping.

Horace forgot his wager, forgot their awkward predicament, forgot everything but his love, and he poured it forth in broken, passionate words. Her heart throbbed high with ecstasy, for she wa he was too great an adept in the art of flirtation rself, not to be able to- distinguish the voice of real feeling. Yet as he went on, the scene with Mrs. Harrington occurred to her, and she stifled back the eager welcome her heart gave his words, and said coldly,

‘‘Enough, enough, Mr. Cooke. I am sorry to cause you the loss of a thousand dollars, but Mrs. Dayton cannot accompany the Saratoga party as Mrs. Cooke.”

Stung to the quick, Horace stood silent for a moment. Then in a low voice he said,

‘I was an impertinent fool. Can you ever forgive me?”

‘‘On one condition,” she said, smiling.

Name it,” was the eager reply.

“That you pay your wager, own yourself beaten, and do not address one word of love to me until we return from Saratoga.”

“‘The first two I agree to, but the last is very hard,” he replied, taking her hand.

How are we to get home?” she said, abruptly.

‘We must walk to the nearest house, and then hire a carriage.”

Now I will not tell you, reader, what they said in that long walk, but I know Horace paid his wager, confessed himself beaten, and bore the banter of his companions with great philosophy. How the last clause was kept I know not, but early in the following fall, Mrs. Dayton became Mrs. Horace Cooke.

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BY HRS. A!. ll. II I N E B.  Two friends there were, who ever shared Each other’s care and pleasure, For whom when grief: no longer spared, Love ﬁlled the sinking measure. Their wishes, dreams, ambitions, one, One prayer their spirits making, That they might have, when night came on, One sleep and one awaking. A foolish thing, that forth again A look, a word had driven, Made with-r distance and more pain Than death each tie had riven; What though their paths be gloomy all, And each a weary rover? Build higher still the angry wall, Let neither one look over.


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 those “pressures” would melt away under his hand. But of this, of course, there could now be no question. Havelaar’s labour was harder than labour: he

He waited. At last he sent in another request for an audience. He was answered

Max recommended himself to the favourable consideration of His Excellency for half an hour’s audience, as soon as there should be a small space of time between two “pressures.”

At last he learnt that His Excellency was to depart next day! This was a thunderbolt to him.

Still ever he held on with convulsive desperation to the belief that the retiring Governor-General was an honest man, and had been deceived. A quarter of an hour would have been sufficient to prove the justice of his cause, and it seemed that this quarter of an hour was going to be refused him.

I find among Havelaar’s papers the draft of a letter he seems to have written the retiring Governor-General the last night before that high official’s departure for the mother-country. In the margin there is a pencil note: “not exact,” from which I conclude that in copying out the letter he must have altered some phrases. I draw attention to this, so that, from an absence of agreement of  document with the letter, a doubt may not arise of the authenticity of the other  papers of which I stated the contents, all of which are signed by a strange hand as. Perhaps the man to whom this letter was addressed may wish to publish the entirely text. One might then see by comparison to what extent Havelaar had deviated from his draft. In correct, the context was as follows:

“Batavia, 23rd May, 1856.

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", old Molly-grubs, I've got to leave you here," said Bobby Hargrew, pinching the arm of Jess. "You're certainly down in the mouth to-night. I never saw you so before. I'd like to know what the matter is with you," complained Bobby, and ran off in the rain.

Jess was heartily glad to get rid of her; and it was seldom that she ever felt that way about Bobby. Bobby was the double distilled essence of cheerfulness.

But Jess felt as though nothing could cheer her to-night but the finding of a big, fat pocketbook on the street—one that "didn't belong to nobody!" There wasn't such an object in sight, however, along the glistening walk—the walk that glistened in the lamplight from Mr. Vandergriff's store.

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Rh But when Jess had lowered her umbrella and backed into the shop, she found several customers waiting at the counter. Mr. Vandergriff and his son, whom the boys called "Griff" and who played fullback on the Central High football team, were waiting upon these customers. Soon Griff was through with the man he was waiting on and came to Jess.

"What's yours to-night, Miss Morse?" he asked, and was so cheerful about it that the girl's heart rose. They didn't owe Mr. Vandergriff such a large bill, anyway. The proprietor was waiting upon the lady who stood beside Jess as she gave her order to Griff. The lady was a very dressy person and she laid her silver-mesh purse on the counter between herself and Jess. The latter saw the glint of gold coins between the meshes of the purse and her heart throbbed. She moved quietly away from the lady. Wasn't it wicked—seemingly—that one should have so much money, while another needed the very necessities of life?

"Thank you, Griff," Jess heard herself saying to the younger Vandergriff, as he packed her modest order in the basket. "I shall have to ask you to charge that."

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I. i. §1.] $$z'$$ differs from $$z$$ but by an infinitely small quantity; again, $$dx''$$ forming with $$dx$$, the angle $${\pi\over 2} - \theta$$, we shall have

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If we vary the force $$y$$ by $$dy$$, supposing $$x$$ constant, we shall have the corresponding variation of the angle $$\theta$$, by changing in the preceding equation $$x$$ into $$y$$, $$y$$ into $$x$$, $$\theta$$ into $${\pi\over 2} - \theta$$, which gives

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 “Your Excellency has also not been pleased to comply with my repeated subsequent requests for an audience.

“Your Excellency therefore has placed an official (these are Your Excellency’s own words!), one who for seventeen years served the State in these colonies, one who not only had done no wrong, but who had even with unprecedented self-denial aimed at doing right and was ready to stake everything for honour and duty  such an one Your Excellency has placed below criminals. For to criminals one gives at least a.

“That Your Excellency has been misled with regard to me, is a thing I can understand. But I do not understand why Your Excellency should have refused to take the opportunity of escaping from such misguidance.

“To-morrow Your Excellency departs from here, and I may not let you leave without once more having said

“The reasons on which the disapprobation expressed in Your Excellency’s Cabinet-massive of 23rd March is based are.

“This I can, and I should already have done so if Your Excellency had been pleased to grant me half an hour’s audience. If Your Excellency had been able to spare one half hour

“This has not been the case. A respectable family has thereby been reduced to poverty

“About this, however, I do not complain.

“But Your Excellency has  and it is  of which I complain.

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20 "No," said Jess, and went back and unhooked her umbrella from the edge of the counter where she had hung it, and started for the door. A bright-eyed man in a long blue raincoat who had been waited upon by Griff already was just then going out, and he held open the door for her. As she stepped out the girl saw that the rain was no longer falling—merely a mist clung about the street lamps. She did not raise her umbrella, but hurried toward home.

There was enough in her basket for breakfast, at least. She would wait until to-morrow—which was Saturday—before she went to the butcher's. Perhaps something would happen. Perhaps in the morning mail there would be a check for her mother instead of a returned manuscript.

And all the time, while her feet flew homeward, she thought of the prize of two hundred dollars that Mrs. Mabel Kerrick was to offer for the girls of Central High to work for. What was the task? Could it be something that she excelled in?

Jess was almost tempted to wait up until the reception was over and then run to the Belding house and see her chum before Laura went to bed. Laura might know all about it.

Two hundred dollars!