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Here Lieth
LUCY FAECoURT,
Aged Sixteen.

A tear came into the girls eyes as she read
it. Perhaps more would have followed, but
Mt that moment a voice close behind her
broke the silence.
ou are looking at the graves, my dear.
These are only humble ST. nes. inside the
church there are some very fine tombs. II
YOU would like 10 see them. | can tell you all
thai is known of them. ! have been curato of
Amberly. and vicar, altogether for thirty
years.
She looked up into his face. and answered
back the kind smile that shone upon II, and
felt a thrill of wonder at the sweetness i'll the
eyes and on the lip, for in her short experi-
ence old men were generally either harsh or
testy, or I'M ympathizlng.
She had no father, or grandfather, or any
aged relative. A little orphan, something of
an helress, and very beautiful. she had al
vays been petted by her fr ends, and had
never been unhappy; but of strong home
ties that endea even the old aud the
ugly. she knew nothing. An old gent e.
man was some one who did not like noise,
and WAS rather ayerse to music, whom It was
not unpleasant to see go out OF the room, and
who generally paid the bulls for '~omehody.
Of most OF the old men she had known this
was a true picture but here was au old mar
OF whom one could not think such thipgs-a
lear old man..
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IL there anything strange in the fact that
We know nothing of the world beyond this,
when this one 10 so dark 10 us that We often
cRnno guess the thoughts of one whose hand
we hold when wo often do not dream OF
love or hate active and strong about us;
when if one does not speak to another of ten
dornoSs or passion. il is buriet IN his grave I
To speak of his was the last thing in the old
mans mind but his heart gave u wild throb
when one dav no heard that Lettuce Lee was
going home to Canada
:" Would she go without bidding. him
adieu In he asked himself. Would 1t not
be better that she should z"
But she did not. She could not. He had
been too kind to her, even though he was odd
to hor now. One morning she came.
She opened the door of his library as hO sat
staring at n blank of serm' IL paper, thinking
OF no text, unless il was this: Love is
strong as death, and jealousy Is rs cruel as
tho grave aud coming up 10 Inn, put out
her little hand and said softly, II have come
TO bid You good. by, sir, lam gong away"
He took ho hand and arose aud ed her to
a seat. aud then they sat quite silent tor a
beat 30 fast. and he knew it. At last he spoke:
II am sorry. ! knew you must co. but am
very sorry."
She gave Il little start and looked full into
his eyes. What she saw there. two tears that
quivered on the la-hes. made her put both
her little pink palms upon his arm.
Sorry !" she said. " Oh. are You really
sorry. SRI IL thought you did not like mo
any morc-that bored you with my chatter;
and SO ] kent away"
Two hands upon his arms, two blue eyes
fixed ON his own, a sweet, 9utverina red
do you wonder that the man forgot that he
was an old vicar
People are really never old. you know
only the heshy dwelling of theirs decays, not
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On my way home this evening. one of THE
WORLDS little workers ran towards me with
his familiar cry. Giving him his penny. 1
was about to turn away when the bright
faced little fellow sorrowfully said II
have been stuck tonight" l then took an
other. and, as if by inspiration, l turned to
the light and glanced OF the signatures of the
Fish Story" writer's. where / saw a story
from the pen of an old Ohio friend and news
paper man. I then called back the little
agent and bought the rest of his stock, re-
lIeving him OF a load of care. / gave away
several copies to friends. mal'ed one TO one
of Izaak Walton's relations, - the gentleman
who had written the story. From the copy
l kept l have gathered all the interesting
events of the day. and think nv investment
was as good as any / have made for O long
time, and it oil results from a fish story" y
An EASTMAN STUDENT, Po"ughkeepsie.
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About three years ago 1 spent a few weeks
up in Maine. One day while fishing in q
brook l caught a large turtle, weighing about
twenty-five pounds. On the shell of it was
two initials and tue date 1860. So, for pas
time, I cut my initials on tho shell and put
him back into the water. Not long ago l re-
coived a letter from my cousin saying that
the turtle was caught tbe other day and that
severa, names besides my own were cut upon
Ills back.
Among the initials were &c. c." evidently
mean ng Grover Cleveland. The turtle has
become tame now and walks along the banks
of the stream, and almost every boy in the
village has his name Inscribed on the turtles
lack. Some ingenious fellow cut q hole in
the shell, and whenever they want to fish
they fasten q hook and line in it and let the
turtle swim out into the middle of the stream.
After five or ten minutes waiting the turtle
comes lack with o trout fastened to the hook.
For this the boys give him some little luxury
that he likes and send him back to catch an
other fish in this novel a
The turtle is stili alive aud a great pet with
bill the boys. l.. j. PALMER1, Brooklyn.
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smile and said: Yes, she would like very
much to see the church and the tombs. Her
name was Lettuce Lee. and she was visiting
Mrs. ii lden, AT the mansion yonder, and she
was just from Canada for the first time. Per
haps he knew !" and the vicar slgnitied that
dear old friend, and they went into the church
together.
There are old faces that are more beautiful
than any young ones can be. Not many, 1t
IS true for the evil passions of our race
anger and greed, and muiice and jealousy
are strong within too many breasts, and
mark themsei YES outwardly upon the fea-
lures, through the long. low years of a long
life. too deeply. Griefs also line themselves
upon the brow. and hollow ont the cheek and
dim the e"eS; hut now and then some une,
alike strong and sweet, putt NJ by the sin
and bearing the sorrow patiently. comes to
the autumn of eXIstence with such a counte-
nance as, 1t seems to me-, an old man should
have. The Vicar of Amherly had done this
A conscience that required much. A life
that satisfied his conscience. No memory of
wrong done to my one, of duty I'm UTILIZED.
of wan ON youth or selfish middle life. These
sh uld write Peace upon any forehead. These
had VIZ tten II on b b, although he of en- said,
n little sadly to himsel that since his mother
died no one had ever loved him much. A GER
Ia Il 'hyness, n doubt of his own power to
charm, had kept him from the society of
the gallantry that charms them; he had
30 lofty an idea of ~wOmanhood, and he
gave II such reverence that no one
ever fancied he could love. Properly speak.
ing, he never hal loved though now and
then some woman, whose HAND he never
caused him to write quaint love verses to her
verses which he never pub ished or even
to any one over which he never
wrote any real name, lest by some chance
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4 Paradise for Trou, F,.Sermcv.

Some years since seven gentlemen, myself
included, from this pace. camped two weeks
at Smiths Lake. the last Of the Beaver chain.
New York. We went up the Beaver forty
miles in boats rowed by guides. We were to
camp for the night Mt Red Horse, twelve
miles from our starting point at Warburton's
Having made eight miles on our wav Guide
HiGnee pulled up to the right shore and said:
Boys. do you wish TO catch some trout -
We answered a%firnatively. when he guided
us to a noble bubtling spring of pure cold
water, ten rods off the river, about three rods
in width and ten rods long. We b. gan cast
ing with three flies to each leader. and the
speckled beauties made the wa err fly in their
eagerness to take the deceptive halt. Within
an hou we landed seventy fine trout. weigh
ing from eight ounces up to twenty ounces,
often taking three at "A time. ON reaching
camp late we surprised our party by exhibit
ing The finest lot of trout ever seen together,
all c ught legitimately within one hour.
Towanda, Pa. j. G. HoLooMB.
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ANGLERS BIC EYES.
Each Fisherman Believes His Story the
Most Interesting Of All.
Bin Catches, Small Catches, Queer
Catches, Faithful y Recorded.
Scores of Competitors for "The Even
ing Worlds" Double Eagle.
s.xsn,v.F,ye Rounds with n Sturgeon.

Seyenty-F Five Rounds with n Sturgeon.
The late Elias Anser, of Sing Sing, one Of
the best anglers of his day made his most re.
markable "catch" without bait, hook or
line. Strolllng one warm sunny day by the
Hudson's shore with n twelve-year-old
daughter, he espied ON the beach u huge stur-
rcon, living mostly out Of water. as if dead.
The old NIGER. however. know the fish was
uuly sleeping and summing itself, and de-
termined to capture 1t. How He had
neither harpoon spear nor gun. So ne stole
silently over he soft sand, hoping to stradd 9
The s.eepor, and by n suddt n effort preclpitate
linn upon the shingle. Alas! Closer obeer-
walton showed II leviathan not to be handled
in this manner. Never mind. The tish's gills
were open. Quick as lightning Mr.. Amer
thrust his fist into the nearest gil thinking
to drag the monster upon the dry sand.
closed bis gill, like IL wise. III the intrusive
land, aud with q stroke of the tail swinging
himself round INTO the water, taking his
cnptor with him. A terrible conflict fol-
owed each comhatant trying to escape from
the other. One moment they would DO
nboye, the next moment below, the wave.
Sometimes the fish would get half n mile
from land. when, by a superhuman effort,
tue man would turn 1t and Iun II almost
ashore. Again and again tho tide of battle
turned. AS Mr.. Anser expressed 1t, lit was
nip and tuck for nearly an hour" Finally,
the monster was run ashore, upon q point of
roc ks, Just as assistance, summoned by the
frightened child, arrived. The prize weighed
over $40 pounds. w. V. D.,
Office American Anqler,
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Prosecutor Winfield, of Jersey City, said
he was sorry that the ducking stool was abol-
ished, but Mrs. Brady, who had accumulated
900 pounds Of fat and a ginger temper in her
fifty odd years OF life. wasn't sorry a bit.
She was on trial before Judge Lippincott
in the Hudson County Court of General
Sessions for scolding her neighbours and max
ing n general nuisance of herself to Van
Hornstreet, Lafayette, and half an eye could
discern that determined little Mrs. Winifred
Doody, in trim q attire and iron gray hair, was
there for business.
Mr.. Winfield deplored the fact that soft
hearted men had permitted the olden style of
punishment for d sagreeable women to go
into dlsuse. A duckinR on the end of q sweep
had O most salutary effect on the scold, he
sa d. The cooling waters of the river
quenched the fire of unnamed temper. and
softened the manners of the subject of
judicial wrath. In short, the punishment
fitted the crime to the taste of the Mikado.
He knew at a glance that the twelve good
men in the box would make short work of
Mrs. Brady-they were all married men.
Mrs. Doody and Pat, her husband, testified
that Mrs. Brady had scolded them. severally
and collectively, every time they presumed to
appear on yan Horn street, and Mr.. Doody
occasion Mrs. Brady had apo%strophized the
evening air and the jersey mosquitoes from
8 p. NJ till l O'Clock the next morning, stat
Ing IN u IOuQ zone ler opinion OF tn0 DOOQyS.
Mr.. Doody went to bed then. and when he
arose for breakfast Mrs. Brady had ceased
scolding.
Mrs. Jane Stranahan and her husband. her
unfortunate neighbors. and Mrs. Minnie
Rice. of 1877 Perry street. thus city, who had
made calls in Van Horn street, testified TO
having heard Mrs. Brady scold everybody,
from the grocer's hoy to the parson. and Mrs.
Frederika Marshall related that she had q
straight month of abuse from Mrs. Brady,
next door to whom she lived, till she was
forced to find another house to move into.
Mrs. Brady listened TO all this testimony in
submissive horror. Her little eyes rolled
wildly and her fat face and neck blushed
scarlet.
Then Max Salinger called her to the stand.
She was as gentle as a cooling dove. Her
tongue was as oily as a sardlne and her voice
as subdued and tender as q mothers lullaby.
1t would be unladyIlke and far beneath one
of her family to scold anybody, especially
those beneath them in social position. she
said. and she ca led upon Barney. her hus-
band. to say whether she scolded or not.
He had lived with her twenty-nine years and
was still alive to tell it.
Bernard Brady, like a dutiful husband, de-
clared that beyond q few remarks on his be-
ing out late of nights, his bigger half had
always displayed q remarkably sweet temper,
and had lavished honeyed words upon him all
these years.
Mr.. Brady weighed about half as much as
his wife, He might play hide and seek
around her ample person. and the only ques-
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the hcart-the soul. He forgot his gray
hairs and his fifty five years of life, and IN -
moment he stood almost trausfigured before
her, flushed with youths oIlor, bright with
Ion, my little girl, my little grill" he
know? sorry All! when you leave me
you take my life with you. l who meyer
loved any ono before love you madiy, My
little one, nv darling"
And then 1t passed. The truth came to
him. He turned from her his face grew
gray. He flung himself into a char and u
"Good-by :" he faltcred. Forget what
tho o d man has said, and don't think too i'll
He did not look at her, but he heard the
rustic of her dress upon the floor. He felt
her close 10 him. re knew that she knelt
down beside him, and again the little hand
touched his arm.
Good. VI" he faltered.
Then he heard her %sobbing, and bent over
MY child, do you weep for the old man :"
lie SAID, "lou weep, and do not laugh.
Heaven bless ynu ~
And a chokod voice answered, II cry be.
cause ! am SO happy. ! dIh not want TO :"
away, l want to ~stay-with YOU. People
that are nice are always nice, even II they are
old. ] only wonder yon could ] he a little
thing Ike me-so silly and SO young-but
am very 6 ad you dor. =,
And then he opened his arms and she crept
cl Sc 10 his breast and he held her there and
whatever people said when the hans were
published in Amberly Church, 1t was no
sacrifice for within that old breast and that
young one dwet u~naccountHbly the twin
ouls, whose odies should have been Of tho
sans age, and no two married people ever
loved more fondiy than the vicar . his
girl-wife. \
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Tho Troubles of Locomotive Runners.

lIhtdTpieh w I0peNn (hdh,) Capital
There are three kinds of trains that / do
not want to have anything TO do with, " said
an old Santa Fe locomotive engineer. Zone
is the pay train. You never know when you
will overtake the section hands. You will be
going at the rate of forty miles an hour;
away you 60 around n curve, and you will
dash by the boss and hands and have to back
to them. There is ALWAYS a good deal Of talk
over the wages, and much time is taken un
The next unpleasant train to handle is
an excursion tram. Every one living
along he line of road knows you from seeing
you come by every day. and they think you
know. them as we'll. When upon an excur-
sion they presume upon their friendship to
endeavor to ride on the engine. No other
place will do them. The engineer has TO re-
fuse them as It is positively against the rules
OF the road. The person denied the privilege
always feels hard about i, aud looks upon the
engineer as unaccommodaling. The last and
worst Of all, however, is the officers train.
II you run slow they ,ay you are scared and
fear to run fast. II you make good time they
say you are careless and want to kill some-
body. You can't suit them"
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Capt. Theron s. Copeland, ex-Alderman
Bill Gedney and ex-Consul Newitter. took o
short trip last week TO BarneGat, and in three
days they caught tho follow ng: One frost
fish, one crab, two four ounce cells, one quar-
ter fish. two mirkins. one soa rohbin. and
one stingaree; in addition each one of the
party caught n coid. The following is the
expense attending the a. owe grand catch of
fish: Car fare, $40; cigars, 50; bait, sc. 20;
b%oatnen, sc; fishing tackle destroyed, SO. 10;
whiskey, lemons and sugar, ga; crackers and
cheese, IS cents; weight of fish caught. four
pounds: cost of trip, $50. 10. Eewiiter says
he has not had such n good time since he was
Consul at Yokohama. ANNIE.
East Ninety-fourth street.
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ton asked by Prosecutor Winfield, IN cross
oxamina ION, was, How much did you weigh
when YOU were married ?"
Mr.. Brady's reply was lost in the laughter
that followed. and in less than Eve minutes
the jury asreed uuon II, verdict OF - Guilty
Of being a common scold and a nuisance TO
the ne,ghborhood.n
Mrs. Brady went home under bail. aud will
be sentenced later II tue week. The ducking
may be punished by fine or Imprisonment
not more than two years, Seeding being n
miyleneanor.
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II OSr OR STRAVED. on Bowery, Maltese cat. A
~ liberal reward paid on return TO ln5l9 Bnwery.
Mrs. Griffith.
No. 1865 BoweIy is a shop for the sale of
unredccmed gems, and there the watch which
you left with your uncle, or tho diamond for
which the owner never came. is offered to
the passing pubic. Mrs. Griffith. whose
favort cat is lost, 10 the h~ousckeeper OF tho
building.
The cat, n handsome md intelligent NAL.
tesc. lad long enjoyed the freedom uf Mrs.
Griffeth's parlor aud of all the neighborinC
roofs. Three days ago improvements were
begun on the house. and II the confusion and
chaos which followed the cat wandered out
of doors into tho Eowory.
The glitter md briliinncv Of life In the
Bowery dazzlod the cat. 1t wandered along,
fasctnstcd by tho sights around il. Intoxi-
Gated by tho grandeur OF the Bowery the ca.
wandered along from street to street till IT,
was lost. Wholher tho cat was arrested uud
takcu to a police station whether 1t was
picked up and cared for by sono mistaken
philanthropist, who supposed il was lost, or
whether Il W s stolen by some rogue who had
vcntured into the Bowery. no one knows.
At any rate ho has never returned since he
tried life on tho Bowcrv.
Mrs. Griffith is incOnso'able for her loss
and advertiSes II liberal reward for the cats
return.
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The Uuitcd States Fish Commission has
decided to make q study of the habits of tho
dreaded star6sh. the oyster-growers' worst
enemy, and try 20 discover some remedy to
destroy the pests.
Several of tho Commission's vessels will
cruise around Buzzard's Bay this summer to
inc ont whether oysters can be protected
from the onslaught of the stars.
The vessels will also explore Long Island
Sound. This has filed the oyster growers
hearts with Joy.
IL is claimed that the pests breed On public
ground OFF Bridgeport.
It is said that the men who workthe natural
beds throw over oil tho stars they catch and
80 fail to destroy them.
Steamers with large dredges have been
found very effective in destroying the pests.
but it would require an army OF steamers to
kill OF the increase in stnrflsh in Long Island
Sound this year
1t is supposed that the starfsh kill the
oysters by sufiocatipg them and then sucking
them on of the shells.
1t is estimated that $3.50, 900 worth of oys.
tiers were destroyed in this way last year.
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Used FIJI. Nose for Ra;,.

1 have no witness to help me to prove this
story, and I don't swear myself that it is
gospel truth, but u story is a story. be it true
or false. About five years ago 1 vent out
rowing alone in a little boat. Just for pastime,
on q lake near my home, and in trying to see
the bottom l leaned over with my face down
near the water. Suddenly a large salmon
trout rushed at my nose, seized IL, and I
drew back quickly and the fish dropped in
the boat and I took it home with me. It
weighed Just ten pounds.
NJ. ScHAAB, Whitestone, L. 1.
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One Eel on Two 1,iue..

I live IN Se~venty-ninth street, and while
fishing off that dock one night 1 had two
lines out, and all at once l felt a jerk on each
line. pulled up one line, while my brother
pulled up the other, and l found an eel on
my line. with the hook in his mouth, while.
strange to say. the nook of my brothers. line
had caught the cells tail IN some unaccount-
able way, and vet the lines, before pulling
them up, had been ten or fifteen feet apart.
Alderman Quinn of Harlem will certify
to this. ALBERT AARON,
Care E. II. Horner, SO Wall street,
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1T in, but ii seemed to be fast. 1 went to the
other end of the boat and pulled aga'n, but il
would not move. | kept on pul ing stead ~
aud SOU felt it giving. Then l felt il NOV
landed in the oat u on".gallon brown jug.
on which was stamped 'B. Fisk" In the
Jug was a very large porgie. which completely
hlled It up. was forced to break the jug to
get II out. and found that the hsn had grown
crooked from its small babi,ation. How IN the
world could it have gotten there? ANGLER.
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Ills Request Was Too Much.

ITFom he CHWTOTnIn WhI5Ne.
Have you been over to see Griggs yet,
Charley"
mo; have you?"
Yes; he's Just got back from Oklahoma.
you know. Poor fellow, he's a total wreck.
l hardly knew him. One leg shot of, both
arm broken, q big hole stove IN the back OF
filled with shot"
''.whew /! that's bad. How did he come to
get broke mp that way?"
=" He asked a hotel waiter for q napkin"
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His Mother Was Dead.

Look here, you little rascal. I'll tell
your mother il you don't keep away from
here" yelled an Ell verano fruit dealer after
o small boy who had stolen an orange from
the show window and run away.
That's right" shouted the pilferer from
o safe distance. you go and tell her, and if
they let you into the kingdom of heaven to
see her I'll never take any more stock in
what the Bible says about the wicked"
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The Price OF Royalty.

Mrs. Smith-Yes, my daughter Lucy mar
ried q blacksmith, and they have a fine home
and are getting along nicely. Mary married
q butcher, and is very comfortably provided
for. Jennie married a section hand, and they
are happily situated.
Mrs. J~ones-And your daughter Gladys?
Mrs. Smith-Alas ell she married O foreign
nobleman. / send her "a per week and some
discarded dresses. and by taking in washing
she manages to support the family.
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Hard to Kill.

well, Ned, / hear that you have been
sick. My brother doctored you. did he not?"
Yes, sab. boss. he WIZ ter see me seberal
times. Howsomeber. / managed to pull
through in pite OBJ all dat. Dis niggar am
mighty hard te kill, sab. he am ter q fac"
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Another dramatic rote from Philadelphia
is TO the effect that II syndicate of Ih'lade.-
phia capitalists will organize n company to
travel through the country with Miss Els
meralda' aud Monte Cristo. Jr.." the two
successes of the London Galety Company.
The syndicate IL he ,ded by ox.Gov. Bum. of
Idaho, owner of the TRANSCRIPT. Mr.. Cunlley,
formerly of Comley & Barton, is to net as
manager. A number of English dancers will
he imported.
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She Could Forgive fer.

Fanny-Why, Emma. how cordially you
shook hands with Miss Frizhair at the party
last night I thought Won were deadly
enemies.
Emma-Oh, that is all past. I have for
given her everything, she has grown SO plain
looking,