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them black as jet, and from their features
evidently natives of the Soudan, some of
whom were to be sold only in lots, with two
or three children. These were the drudges
for house and field work, the price of whom
is always moderate, and strictly eOmmensu-
rate to the amount of work they are likely
to be able to perform.
But beside these were two female figures
who evidently excited no small amount of
interest in the gray-bearded old MOOrs who
formed no small proportion of the purchas-
ers. One of them was q closely-veiled
Moorish girl, whose features were revealed
only to 1nquiring customers, but who from
passing glance did not appear to be re-
markable for her beauty. The other was
really pretty girl from the province of Sus.
whose rose-colOred Grafton and green silk
head-dress contrasted pleasantly with her
olive complexion and long black lashes They
were all neatly and tidily dressed, bearing
no sign of ill-treatment or scant nOurish-
ment, and were treated with ali c0nsidera-
ton, both by statesmen and purchasers.
though tie examination made by the latter
of the teeth, arms, &c, Of those they bid for
was very repulsive to those unaccustomed to
such sights.
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SIG MARRIED HIM AFTER ALL

The son of rich gentleman residing In
Paris had fallen desperately in love with
pretty, amiable, but dowerless girl. The
course of true love ran smoothly enough so
long as heyoung mans father was not aware
of what was going forward but when his
consent to the marriage was asked he fatty
refused to give it. A last meeting took
place, vows of eternal constancy were inter
changed and the lovers separated. The
young lady, deeply affected by the parting,
took the rash determination 10 drown her
self and her SORROWS IN the Seine, and about
twilight she caltied out her intention. A
gcn:snnan walking along the quays at the
time saw her struggling IN the water, and
without moments hesitation plunged in to
the rescue. The would suicide was saved
but the most curious part of the story is
that the gentleman who saved her CHANGED
to be the father of the man she loved The
denoument of the affair can be easily guessed.
The stern parents infexible resolution &c
refuse his consent to the union gave way
under the emotion he felt ut the drowning ac-
cident. Heconveyed the poor girl home sent
for his son, told the delighted young people
that they were free to take each other fol
better or worse, and that the wedding might
take place as soon as the young lady had re.
covered from the effects OF her immersion In
the river.
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NEW YORK ROMANCE.

Not long since young lady of New York
city took it into her head to get married
without paternal consent. The young man
whom she loved was objected to on the
ground that he was not well enough off, as
far as the worlds goods were concerned, to
take care of his daughter, and although he
had never seen his intended son-in-law, he
asserted that he was not competent 10 earn
for her a respectable living In spite of TIA
opposition, however, the wedding took pla.e
at the time appointed, and it is needless 20
say that the father was not numbered among
the guests. The young couple found q
modest home in the neigh5orhood of he
parental mansion, and still the irate fatner
refused to recognize them. But he wasnot
OF On unsoCiable nature, and he was noted
for making acquaintance on the horsecars
on his way to aud from business. 1t is not
strange, therefore, that ne entered into con-
versation with socable young man on his
way home the other evening, but It was a
little surprising, as he was rather cautious.
that he should have been so entirely fasci-
mated By the young mans remarks. Why"
he said, you are a person exactly af7er my
own heart; you display in your WORDS re-
markable business tact, and are destined to
be rich man. If it is not al impairment
question, who are you and what is your
name?" u am your son-in-law," quietly
observed the future Vanderbilt, as be mo-
toned to the conductor to stop the car.
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THE MOORISH SLAVE GIRLS OF TO-
DAY,

BY the Mohammedan law no man is per-
mitted to have more than four wives: but
there is no limit but that of the purse to
the number of female slaves who NAV be
added to his establishment The Sultan's
ladies are numbered by hundreds, if they do
not indeed reach the four figures and in
proportion to his position and wealth the
well-to-do-M Moor in like manner has large
or small harem establishment The Sultan
has the privilege Of comforting the honor of
entering his harem upon whom he will. and
any girls in the provinces who are more
than ordinarily pretty are sent up to the
court for his inspection or sent to him as a
complimentary present. Men in high posi-
tions, rs the Vizier, are also often presented
with ladies, and, being frequently very
wealthy, complete their establishment by
private contract, paying, perhaps, se20O for
girl they may admire.
The ordinary well-to-do Moor of whom
there are large number of the merchant
class, have to content themselves by buying
in the open market, and, consequently, the
slave market is highly patronized institu-
ton. The court in which this is usually
held on three days in every week, opens out
of q labyrinth of small, narrow streets, which
form the bazaar or general market of the
city, place in which the higher class of
Moor would not on other occasions deign to
be seen. AS the afternoon wears on, how
ever, they may be seen ambling down on
their gaily-caparisoned mules, with a slave
walking behind them, to the entrance of the
court, where they dismount and recline in
picturesque groups around the enclosure
About the same time arrive by twos and
threes those who are to be sold, being placed
by the salsemen in some small recesses Or
stalls opening on to the court.
There were about fifty or sixty persons
for sale, of both sexes and all ages, most of
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.OoiI., ss,uiIo, nee ~ Uuank coo for the
great happiness which yet might be hers.
And was; for in less than fortnight Clare
was standing under the shade of tall flow
ering myrtle, the aromatic scent of which
filed the autumn air with bitter sweetness
Percy was by her, very gravely cOntented,
and on her left hand was the simmer of
sapphire ring she had only worn week.
"You came back very quickly" she said.
"Were you afraid l should forget you?"
II wanted to be sure" he answered.
"You needn't have been afraid" and her
face glowed little. "Percy?"
"Clare?"
"Do you know almost think I was in the
wrong that night"
Z" am sure you were"
She laughed, but her tone was grave as she
said:
Are you angry with me?"
Angry with you for showing how strong
you were to do what seemed right to you?
You must think me brute, CIare?"
6 " 1t seemed to tear my heart out to have
to deny you, and / see was wrong now.n
So do 1; but 1 am not sorry for it, Glare,
for it taught me"-he drew her closer to him
as he spoke" how far above myself is the
woman L love-"
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FEMININE FANCIES.

Summer white dresses, with skirts and
paniers of China Grape, have the entire skirt
covered with lace founces. The Bretonne
lace is used for these, and each flOunce falls
a little over that beneath it, forming a cloud
of lace very Light and charmingly effective
English women use many old-fashioned
fabrics that have long been ont of market in
this country. These are chally, muslin-de.
laine, painted muslips, taffeta silks, and the
handkerchief dresses.
Blue with brown is a fashionable contrast
of colors in imported dresses. A pale blue
foulard with dark brown figures trimmed
with bows of brown velvet ribbon is Que o.
the prettiest of the season.
New umbrellas fog coaching and for climb
ing are of India red or blue calico, with long
spiked alpenstccks, while at the hand is :
erutch, ball, tamborine, or battle axe q
hght-colOred wood
The new Grenada blonde has the figure
of Spanish lace on a very thin grenadia
GROUND. 1t is made up over colored satin &
contrasting colOr-such as black over red a
white over yellow.
One of the prettiest costumes for tbs
country is a shrimp pink sateen with cert
embroidered ruilles, and a large manillThai
trimmed with white roses and red currants
A new fancy for pleated skirts of in'
woOien dresses is to put wide box-pleat.
alternating with group of knife-pleats thu
whole length of the skirt.
Festooned bias scarfs of silk edged will
lace are called Marie Antoinette fOunces, an(
are the trimmings on French dresses for ball
and parties.
Large oyal-topped folding Japanese fan
three-fourths of yard long are put in from
of ireplaces of country houses.
Chemisettes or gumpes of pleated whit
null are worn with surplice waists of darl
lawn or foulard dresses.
Dangling balls of wool and pompons an
the fashionable trimmings for lmporte
wooden dresses.
Two deep box-pleatings arranged as pun
make q beautiful tablier for summer SIT
dresses.
Crushed is the name for the ne
pale yellow shade worn this season.
Lace ruches are used TO edge the chip
silk dresses worn at receptions.
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ing against other couples, to which many
men subject their unfortunate partners.
The last chords sounded, and they stop
ped.
"Ah," said Percy, drawing long breath,
" it's warm"
at is" assentod Clare.
"But the garden is COOL" said Percy.
$50 people seem to think" she answered,
laughing.
For every one had poured out from the
ballroom to the cool night air, and white
dresses glimmered dimly among the trees
on the small lawn.
"Jhey have placed the refreshment-table
out there" said the young man. Don't you
want some claret-cup?"
The want was supplied, and they sat down
on rustic seat near the table. The lawn
seemed nearly as full as the dancing-room
had been few minutes before; and Glare
watched Gertie, as she SAW her evidently
engaged in furious Irritation with man
whom she knew Percy disliked
"She must do it to vex him." Clare
once thought Of Mr.. Moray this evening.
From the verandah sounded the warning
sb5Is OF a ga!op, and the lawn began to be de-
serted. Clare would have risen, but Percy
stopped her.
Don't go yet" he said; "at least, if you
are not engaged for this"
but ann
Then let your partner find you."
:" No, really must go. I want"
ooh, l know what you want-to avoid
me-"
"Mr. Moray"
az beg your pardon if I am rude; but how
have offended you?"
"You have net"
"Then why Go you always try to escape
speaking to me? What have I done?"
Nothing. I"
"Why do you stop? o Clare, Glare! don't
You know that l love you?"
There was silence. For one moment great
pulse OF JOY throbbed through the girls
whole being; and then came the sickening
remembrance Of Gertie.
You must know it," the young man said
passionately. You must have seen! And
/ tbought-Clare can't you love me?"
There was no one else near to hear the
heavily-wtiispered No"
"Then what made me think? for I did
think Clare, you are not firt like these
girls here. Why were you kind if you never
meant to have me? Why did you let me
imagine it?"
She could only say II beg your pardon"
humbly.
"Why should you? Only look straight
at me and say I do not love YOU" and 1
viii leave you; but not till then"
She could not tell that lie to him who
trusted her; and yet she did not wish to
betray her real reason and Gertie's pride.
"You don't speak you do care for me!
knew it, my Clare!"
He would have taken her hand, but she
withdrew it.
"How about Gertie?" she said, quietly.
aAre you not engaged"
He did not answer for moment; then
said: "Is that childish bond to stand be-
tween you and me? Clare, Gertie and I are
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me!n
You base! you, Clare darling! I've been
a thcughtless brute, and 1 see it now. For
give mel"
"Ycs."
"And love me?"
lie spoke timidly, as knowing he would
be denied. Her answer came very low,
81 shall have to learn not to do So"
"Then Yeudp?" he said quickly.
II caiiFs,l nelp it," and there was the
break of q sob in her voice.
"And ypu ask me to give you up, knowing
that? Irwin my heaven ON earth and turn
away frgn it? Clare, you cannoth
II must" and the bitter agony of the
tone only showed the firmness of her resolve.
"Perey, you are honorable; don't make me
despiss yeu, as L should if you were false
TO Gertie"
But Clare, Hove You, not Gertie."
"She loves yen," Clare answered, with the
sublime unreasOnableneSs of woman. "And
right is right, though it is hard-O, so hard "
at is something to hear you say that it is
hsrd," he answered in a smOthered tone !;
shut you don't know how cruel you are to
me-, or how you have grown into my life 1
never meant to love; but this evening when
] saw you l felt / must speak and know if
ycu-"
She laid her hand on his.
And you have made it all the harder for
me-" he said. "If / had still thought YOU
dill not care for me, l might have turned to
Gertie; but now"
You will do what is right" she answered,
while the tears would spring to her eyes,
Right! Is it right to marry a girl 1 do
no. love?"
'You viii learn 10 do so she is so dear,
yer cannot help it,"
Cannot I? Clare, your face is the one
fac for me on earth; you the one woman
She rose, blindly, nobly wrong in her self
denial
I cannot listen to more" she said, in q
clicked voice; to her own heart she added, II
daIc notn
'Clarc!" he rose and caught heHwrists
There was no one 10 see; the garden vas
again dark and silent, except where the light
STRAINED from the verandah. 81 only want
to say goodbye"
What do you mean?"
DO you think / could go on IS am do
ing a0w-see you for the next month every
day, and know that you love me, and that
you will never be more to me than now {?
1t viii drive me mad. No; I shall leave
here by to-morrow's boat"
But, Percy"
"You need not think that" he said, with
sudden fierce burst of anger: " If she and I
were alone OH this EARTH / would never now
marry Gertie. You have done her no good
or, rather, no harm. Dear little thing, she
deserves better fate than husband who
does not care for her.
There was a silence; then Percy spoke
again, his voice strangely humble and gem
tie:
Zone kiss, Glare, for our goodbye; only
one, my dear"
"No," she said; and her tone was both
stern and surprised.
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He said no more; side by side they re-
turned 10 the house Clare's heart was full
of unutterable longing to turn to the man
beside her and say, Stay" Percy's with a
wild turmoil of anger and love- He felt
dimly that his love gave him right over
Clare; that her power, "wornan-like to
weave sweet words" had been exerted
wrongly; that her sacrifice was needless
one, which would mar both their lives and
for no good.
A hard grasp of her hand, low spoken
goodbye in answer to her whispered " For
give mel" and he was gone. When would
she see him again? Dizzy and faint with
dull misery, she sat down in the verandah.
" l think this is our dance?"
The voice woke her up, and she saw stand
ing by her tall man with puffy, foolish,
good-natured face
q am so very tired" she answered; "will
you excuse me? 2"
" Certainly. You look faint, Miss Graf
tan; may get you a CLASS of water?"
"If you will be so kind"
The water did her good she steadied her
nerves, and gazed in through the open win
dow at the dancers. She saw Gertie, glow
ing and radiant, the prettiest girl in the
room, Waiting with Captain Rashton, look
ing utterly happy, careless and contented.
For one moment Clare felt q bitter anger for
the girl, for whose sake she had given up the
supreme beauty and joy of life, and who
would never know it, What did Gertie need
more than she had at the present moment
Seemingly nothing; and yet Glare remem-
bered the childish tempest of sorrow she had
witnessed few hours ago, and was glad she
had been loyal to her friend, even at so dear
a price.
The dance was over. The two girls climbed
rather YEARLY up the bedroom stairs of the
Retreat.
~ Come in here, Clare" said Gertie, as they
reached the latter's door
Clare's weary eyes looked piteously at her
friend, as her lips repeated for the third time
that evening the excuse, 81 am SO tired"
only for minute, dear" HGertie drew
her in, and shut the door, then said, You
were right"
What do you mean?" asked Clare, stu
pidly amazed.
He loves me- said Gertie, pressing her
small hands close against the faded pink
lilies on her breast; she always has, and 1
was only little fool to think he was flirting
with Florence"
He! Who?"
Robert mean Captain Rashton. Clare,
are you ?"
{" No, Gertie; I am quite we'll. But don't
understand. Don't you love Per-Mr. Mo-
ray?"
Love Percy! left off doing so more than
a year ago. l only used him as decoy-duck
to draw Robert on"
"And in doing so may have unknowingly
wrought evil to two people" thought poor
Clare.
Percy was to leave Jersey on the morrow;
she might never see him again; he might 90
abroad, and never hear of the real state of
things.
But she remembered it was hardly likely
that a man possessing both relations and
friends in Jersey would not hear very
Quickly of his old loves engagement to
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"You are doing your very best to ruin 1t
by seeming to ffirt with me. Gertie Is
awfully jealous, mind"
Hang it! l beg your pardon, [ mean"
"You needn't; don't mind it," q
AZ think / have some reasons for ieal-
ousy. Why, ! know that she and Moray
were spoons once, even if they are not
nov"
ayes, but Gertie can't know that am
only playing confdante."
"Never you mind; only help me- and you
shall see what the bridesmaids lockets will
be like"
For shame, Captain Rashton! bribery
and corruption. BY the way, 1 have
weakness fer opals."
an make note of that" answered Cap
tain Rashton, taking out his pocket-book for
the purpose"
Certainly, 10 an uninitiated eye, the two
had decidedly as much appearance of flirt-
ing as Percival and Geltie had and a keen
observer might lave connected that fact
with the wrathful flash Of hiss Gives blue
eyes, and her sharp petulant answers when
addressed. Glare did not do so, but mag
ined that these signs of ill-tomper of her
friend were owing - some fault of Percy's
and inwardly determined now that she
knew of the understanding between Mr.
Moray aud Gertie to abstain even from any
appearance OF intimacy with the former,
lest it should wound her friend whom she
knew was little inclined to be exacting.
"She needn't be afraid though" thought
poor Clare to herself a know he is true.
If he loved me, would trust him entirely"
The party broke up at the top of King
street, Florence Wedmore going one way,
and the three other girls holding the oppo-
site course.
Goodbye for an hour and a-half," said
Florence. Captain Rashton and Percy you
are TO come back home with me and give the
floors a last polish"
IF Gertie's face could be said to he dark at
any time, it certainly was as she, with Glare
and May, turned towards that quarter OF
ST. Heliers popularity known as the shin
gles"
"What flirt Florence isl" she remarked,
with virtuous indignation
People who live IN glass houses" an
swereG May. THE idea of you accusing
any one of flirting, Gertie, is rather too fine,
considering the way you have always treated
Percy"
Percy and I understand one another"
answered Gertie CURLY.
That is comfort, at ell events" retorted
May, for nobody else does. Well, here is
our house, so ta-ta for the present.
Two more minutes and Clare and Gertie
reached the latter's home, called the Retreat,
apparently because it faced the road.
The dinner that evening at the above
mentioned abode was not very cheerful.
Gertie was cross, Clare, occupied by her bit
ter thoughts of what she had learnt that
afternoon, and Mrs. Give, Gertie's mother
Miss Give was an only child found it very
hard work TO maintain anything like CONVEX
sation.
Directly it was ended Gertie ran UP to her
room to dress for that evenings dance at the
WedmOres'. She was standing in her white
wrapper by the toilet-table christening the
twisted rome Of how ->-~1A- : .i- =. - =. SIC
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",sliou ,v,uo 50 ana could not-but Percy
Moray only saw Clare.
She was dressed in simply-made dress,
unflOunced and untortured by fashion, Of
soft silk, the color of the outer leaves of the
daffo3il, which deepened in the folds of the
drapery, with subtle gradiations of shade.
In her black hair were set two or three
stephanotis stars; the outline of her face
was calm and fair-Percy thought sad. The
heavy-lidded gray eyes were not fixed on
her music; her hands moved mechanically.
How different she was from other women!
How unlike her dress, her face, her words
to anything he had ever known! He was
twenty-seven, and he loved her, loved her,
loved her-the words formed themselves to
the rhythm OF the passionate German waltz
she was playing. It was a conventional
sickly-sweet thing; but to the young man
r now, for the first time, became lively and
full Of meaning-the expression which his
love needed. lie wished that lie and she
were Waiting to it. Anyhow, he would do
the next best thing-ask her for the follow
ing dance
Alas, before he could move to her, the
waltz ended. Clare was monopolized by
another man, to whom Florence introduced
her; and Harry himself was discovered by
Miss Wedmore, who insisted on introducing
him TO a red haired heiress, who smiled
sweetly, as she hoped Mr.. Moray did not
mind dcaT tempS-she did not dance any
thing else.
Percival Moray was a lieutenant of Hus-
sars, whose father lived il Jersey. The boy
himself when child, became favorite
with his mothers brother, who proclaimed
him as his heir, ard petted him as a child,
sent him to Elton, bought him his commits
sion, only asking in return that he should
spend half OF his holidays and leaves with
him and who had died twelyemonth ago,
leaving Percy two thousand 81 year, and q
pretty old house in Kent.
SO two months before this evening Moray
sold out and came over to Jersey to win
his old love; when, to his great disgust,
he discovered that he no longer cared for
her, nor she for him Still they went on
playing at love till Clare Grattan came on
her visit to the Gives, and Percy fell hon.
estly and heartily in love with her.
Nevertheless, he felt he was, in a manner,
bound to marry Gertie if she wished it--and
ii was hardly likely, he thought, that she
did not; for the girl was full of wounded
pride and Indignation against the man she
loved, and held the sweet Jest up by dane
ing, talking, and flirting with Percy so des-
perately, that she deceived both him and
Captain Rashton into the idea that she was
in love with the former
1t was full half IN hour before Percy was
able to gain Clare's side and ask for the
dance you promised me"
She knew it would be far more marked if
she refused, so she took his arm as the first
bars of the waltz sounded
Clare was fond of waltzing, and Percy's
long-swinging, yet perfectly smooth step
suited her better than any other. She could
not help enjoying the swift motion, and the
certainty that under his guidance she was
safe from the mereiless knocking and bump