Morning journal and courier., 1886-04-09
NO. S6.

fish for his poor fanciful sick son. and more over with great bundle of these precious papers from Somerset House, handed over to him carelessly by his fellow-townsman Jay, who knows his friends little weakness for rubbish and fragments and obligingly sends round to the stables for an armful for him. And safe at home, the eonnoisseur casts the fish on the floor and increases the papers, and his head swins as he looks on accounts of the exchequer office signed by Henry VII. and Henry VIII, wardrobe accounts of Queen Anne and dividend receipts signed by Pope, Newton, Dryden and Wren. He is obliged to throw up the window for air, as in his armful he discovers secret service ac- counts marked with the E. G. of Nell Gwynne, treatise on the eucharist in the boyish hand of Edward VI. and a disquisi- tion on the order of the Garter in the schol- arly writing of Elizabeth The govern ment, in disposiDg by tender of their old pa- pers to Jay, the fshmonger, have disposed of memorials of those whom, if the country has not most reason to be proud of, she has at least most reason to remember.
 The ssu. Y. L.o and Who She Was.
 New York Letter in Hartford Courant.l
 What study it is to watch the people in our hurly burly city. Lately have noticed quiet, modest young woman always plainly dressed in neat cloth suit, but I noticed she was always well gloved and booted. She also might be called almost prirn, for her hair was worn in the most severe style-not erimp or curl. I suppose I might have passed her dozen times without observa- tion except for the fact that she was always accompanied by French maid in cap and apron. At all public places I went would see the modest young woman with downcast eyes and her watchful maid. At the theater, n riv in fha park, sometimes purchasing articles at the same counter. At last one day while walk ing with lady friend met the NJ. Y. L. (modest young lady) and I asked my friend who she was. 1T don't know, I'm sure, ," she replied. "I have often noticed her and her maid" We talked it over and came to the conclusion that she was some young girl whose father was dead, and whose mother must be invalid, who was careful of her daughter as to bring her up ill the French way and never have her out Of her sight attended. In fact we wove quite 8 pretty romance about the shy, attractive creature. That evening, sitting in the midst of my own family, referred to the NJ. Y. L., say ing had seen her so frequently that I felt interest and would like to know who she was. If I had let off a bunch of frecrack- CTS in their midst could not have occasione d more surprise. First there was a dead si- lence, then few coughs, and finally an ex- planation from the dude of our family to the effect that my M. Y. L. was queen of the demi- monde! But why the wat hful maid, the shy looks, etc.s To which I was told that it was the new order of things in that half world, that the Haunting, loud style was left to those of lower degree. It seems there are degrees even among this class And in words the correct thing was to "assume virtue if you have it not" as the style most attractive. sat in silence, meditating on my own ignorance and saying to myself 'Fcan such things be?' and things not what they seem,'' and other similar quotations.