The Northern Guardian. — 1893-04-13 (Hartlepool, Cleveland, England)

SUMMOICIS.  _ 'Certainly.' The man knew that his master understood, though be did not, and went down trembling to throw the door open. There entered the English officer and three oth(ts from the fiomin bureau, and Neville Charnpneys ent forward to met them with a white face, but outward calmness covering his besting heart. The end had come. then, and he was too late to rescue his darling from the clutches of the law. The horrible story was true, and the wife he 'eyed so dearly was the guilty thing that up to this moment he had scarcely believed her to be. Nothing of the agony he felt was perceptible in his voice, as he asked them what they wanted, and a slight spasm passing over his face alone hetrayed what he felt, and he listened to their reply. They wanted his wife—Linda Sinclair, they called her—on a charge of complicity in two murders : Mies Lucretia Champneys and Mr. Levison, the jeweller. Be steadied his voice in reply to them, and calmly led the way upstairs. 'My wife is in her room, gentlemen,' he said. You will let me speak to her first—prepare her in some way for what is going to happen?' .  In my presence you may say what you like to her,' the English officer said a little roughly. He waa tired out with his journey, and somewhat short tempered Ly nature, and had not much reverence for anyone's feelings. (To be continued.)  Amoan the august personages once pre.ented tot)* Marquis of Lorne, at the great pow-wow near Fort Macleod, WAS Eagle-sit ing on-a-rock-with-his-tailhanging-over. Law is like a sieve ; yeti may see through it, but you must be considerably reduced before you can get through it.  A WESTERN judge hes decided that a husband is responsible for whet hie wifr says. No wonder the young men of to-dey hesitate about assuming the responsibilities of married life.  . _ ' F mut Old Jate tr) hie bOri, "what branches is 3sr study in' at school?" "1 am studying several, grammar among the number," answered the boy. Studyin' grauimar is yer? W'at has yer learned 'bout it ter day ?" "I hare learned that two negatives make one affirmative." "'plain de situation ter de ole man." "Why, a negative is ' no,' and an affirmative is 'yes.' That is as plain as I caa make it." " I'se glad that yer's 'splained. Now look heah, Sam. Didn't yer steal det heifer dollar outen de drawer ?" No, air." "Tell me de truf, Sam. Didn't yer tike dat money?'" No, sir." "Corn. heah ter me, nth, fur yer's dun 'knowleged it. Said 'no ' terist—clat means yes. Oh, I'se forced yer into lession !" and the old man thrashed the boy until the money was surrendered. A nAcnILOR, who was somewhat stricken in years: had beela for some time enamoured with one of the sisterhood, but could not mus'er courage to pop th question. One mornlig he was resolved to make the attempt. He accordingly went to the house of the lady, knocked at the do ?r, 13;_td be Ligen lLer appearance. Al-Cr r a mutual nod, the following laconic dialogue ensued: " Do you want to change your condition?" "No." Nor I." And, turning about, our bachelor concluded the conversation with, "Thank Heaven, I've got that load off my mind!"  Aeorr Sur-mmeraa re