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doctor; but no one could mistake them; Ware's cousin had not uttered one word; he looks like a boy. Mr. Ware has a fine and yet it seemed to Lota as if he had brow and head. I am sure you could talked continually; so full had his eyes not fail to notice him. He will call to- been of warning, regret, concern, and morrow for an interview; and dear something else; something indefinable, Charlotte, I want you to go to your room,

the recollection of which made her and take all this into prayerful consid- cheeks tingle and heart throb; and yet eration. Remember that all your life what was it? Was it this at all ? has been spent in preparing for this The two weeks were full of trial. Mrs. work, and that this chance is just what Suwyer and Uncle Hardman wrote and your friends wish. You would proba- were written to. Miss Usher calmly bly never have so good a one again. took things for granted. All the girls Think of all this, dear Charlotte, and in school knew that Lota Page was goGod bless you."

ing to be married, and accept the ChiIn her room that night, after Hattie nese mission. One and all treated the had sobbed herself to sleep, Lota sat matter as fixed and unalterable. alone fighting her battle. All that Miss Conscience, traditional ideas, all the Usher said was true; this was the very tendencies of her life fought against her; chance for which she had been educat- and neither help nor hope appeared to ing herself. Here was a good man ask- strengthen the instinct that struggled ing her help; all her friends would ex- within, and which she feared was sin. pect it of her; and yet a voice within Poor Hattie, the only ally of this meekcried out importunately, how could she, ness, was so worn out with lamentatiors how could she do it?

and objurgations, that she was an hourPale and spent after her sleepless ly inconvenience. Exhausted by the night, she entered the parlor for the struggle, she at last gave way; and dreaded interview. The tête-à-tête had when the day came on which Mr. Ware been so formidable in idea that it was a was to learn her decision, she had rerelief to see that Mr. Ware was not alone; solved to accept the verdict of others, his cousin accompanied him. Something and to go. in the trepidation of the young mission- The stage was due at ten in the mornary's manner suggested that he too had ing. Excused from school-duties, Lota experienced his qualıns of apprehension, wandered into the garden, now full of and had resorted to this means of lessen- the dewy fragrance and freshness of ing the embarrassment.

June. The air blew on her hot cheeks White and drooping, Lota sat on the in soft puffs, bringing sweet smells of sofa while Mr. Ware detailed his plans: hayfields and flowers. Seated in the the scheme of his teaching, the date of shade on a garden-bench, she heard the his sailing, his need of a helpmate, and, coach roll up the street, heard the gate with great awkwardness, his desire that click, the bell ring, then, escorted by the young lady before him should as- the maid, a gentleman issued from the sume that position. Something he said side-door and approached her. With a of respect and attachment; but it sound- great effort she raised her eyes as he ed formal, and did not reassure Lota's drew near; it was not Mr. Ware, but his chilled and frightened heart. Formal, cousin ! too, was lier answer, faltered forth with “I am come on a singular and embargreat difficulty. She thanked him for rassing errand,” he said, after pausing a his proposal; it was her wish to be use- little. “It is best to be frank, Miss ful; she requested time for reflection. Page. My cousin is prevented from beA fortnight was named ; a day fixed on ing here to-day by some hindrances in which Mr. Ware should return for his the way of business; and he has asked answer. Her cold hand was shaken- me to receive from you the answer to two shakes, very different in character; his proposal of a fortnight ago. I feel they were gone, and all this time Mr. the impropriety of this—and your an

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noyance. Nothing would have induced indeed," softly and timidly, “it is such me to accept this commission, except—" hard choice to make for one's self he paused again in greater embarrass- that perhaps it is better to have it made ment than ever.

He looked more distressed and trou- “And' feeling so, you will marry my bled by a good deal than Lota felt. So cousin Ned, and go to China for your completely business-like was their rela- lifetime ?" tion to her mind, that it did not occur Something in the tone smote Lota as to her to be mortified. It certainly was with a shock. Blushing and miserable, a cool proceeding for a man in love to she faltered out the words : depute his first cousin to get the answer They all say it is such an excellent upon which all his hopes hung; but in chance; they all advise it." this case the situation certainly had its “But what do you say? Dear Miss advantages ! It is not impossible that Page, may I speak plainly to you, as I Mr. Ware might have devolved many of would to my sister, if I had one ? ?" the duties of a lover upon another with- “Please, do." out risking any great ire on Lota's part. "Don't mistake my meaning," he said Set at ease herself by her companion's reverently. “I would not for the world evident discomfiture, she pointed to the tempt a soul to withdraw from God's seat beside her and said gently, Please altar a gift laid there rightfully and consit down, Dr. Ware. It is rather strange, sciously; but you are very young, and no doubt"

the influence of others may have been “It is a great deal more than strange, too strong for you. Unless you go into it is outrageous; or rather," softening this work with your whole heart, it will his tone, “it would be; but my cousin, be too much for you. Pray, pray be sure poor fellow! is not so much to blame of yourself. Don't go to China or anyafter all, He is dreadfully pressed just where else, unless you are sure God sends now; and somehow his training has you there. And, above all, never marry taken all the life out of hinı ; he doesn't my cousin Ned, nor any man, unless you seem able to take or feel things as other so love him with all your soul and men do. He is an admirable fellow for strength that you are certain it is hapall that,” he went on eagerly ; “full of piness to go with him and be with him his work. Nothing else seems to appeal in any country, and help him in any

kind to him in the least just now; and that's of work, or even stay at home,” he addall right, isn't it, Miss Page for if it's ed, with a smile. a heavy load for a man to carry, and This was new doctrine ! takes all his strength, what must it be he went on, "you can't have the least for a young girl like you ?”

idea what it must be for a woman to “Yes, indeed,” sighed Lota, her eyes leave her own country with a stranger. filling with tears; “it is very, very All the help which enthusiasm, natural heavy."

bias, and strong affection can give would “ But you have decided ?"

be needed to make the thing successful; “ Yes; that is, I have let others de. without these it would be unendurable." cide for me.”

“Oh,” said Lota, bursting into tears, “But,” the blue-gray eyes looking “I thank you more than I can tell. I troubled, "Miss Page, can you let any felt all this before, but nobody, helped body else decide such a thing as this me; and I feared it was wrong to feel fur you u?”

“ What can I do ?” raising the long “Wrong! it was your true womanly lashes on which the tears yet hung. instinct, a better guide than fifty doctors "All my life has been spent in getting of divinity.. And now,” he added, risready for a mission. My father and ing, “I must say good-by. Here is my mother both were missionaries; it was cousin's address; do rot make your dealways intended I should be one. And, cision in a hurry; and whatever it is,

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my dear Miss Page, may God bless And these walks were not always loneyou."

ly. By one of those singular coincidences He was gone, but how changed every which occur in life with young people, thing to Lota's eyes. The clear manly Dr. Allan Ware about this time found protest, like a sudden thunder-storm in a frequent professional necessity for beAugust, had cleared away the vapors ing in the neighborhood. Of course, it and mists which so long had concealed was but natural that he should call upon her inward convictions, and as hour Miss Page in her retreat! And so it after hour she sat absorbed in thought, came to pass that evening after evening it became more and more apparent that the wine-brown and the gray eyes rested she could not marry Mr. Ware. This upon the same objects. And to both it conclusion reached, she sought Miss seemed those objects were beautiful as Usher's room to announce it.

never before. Surely sunsets were never Dire was the consternation in that so bright, or fields so green ; never did hallowed sanctum. That so plain a fly- moon enfold the earth with such silver ing in the face of Providence was never radiance, or winds pipe such melodies known before, was the immediate ver- among the tree-boughs. A golden gladict; and all that argument, entreaty, mor rested on the world. So Lota and affectionate remonstrance could do thought. And one evening, as she sat was done to change her determination. with her sewing under a pine-tree, as Mr. Hardman and Mrs. Sawyer were fair a Dryad as ever graced a grove, appealed to, stormy letters flew to and Dr. Allan appeared, and sitting down fro; but the delicate and tenacious beside ber, he made a confession which thread of resolution which ran through brought the blood to her cheek in Lota's character held firm. Let them bright, frightened blushes, and then sent say what they might, she could not and it back to her heart, leaving that fair would not marry Mr. Ware. A mission cheek white and cold. ary she was ready to be, but not the wife “I believe I loved you from the first of a man she did not love.

moment, Lota; but I would not know So the vacation came. Edward Ware it, for fear of wronging poor Ned. But had found another and more pliable now~" lady, and was on the point of sailing. “Oh, Dr. Ware, don't, please don't ; He had experienced but little disap- you know I am to be a missicnary.” pointment in Miss Page's decision; a “Yes, dear, so you shall be a missionhelpmate was what he desired, and he ary in the true seuse of the word. God had not set his heart especially on any has plenty of work to do this side the individual. Uncle Hardman, full of water, and doctors and doctors' wives righteous wrath, dictated a letter to his have about as good a chance to do itniece, in which Lota was informed that to get near the poor and suffering and her weak and unworthy conduct bad wicked and help them

as any men and debarred her from the privilege of her women in the world. Say you will be usual visit to B-, and Miss Usher was a missionary, dear Lota, with me." requested to secure respectable lodgings They will all think me so wrong." for her elsewhere. And so the last red “But how if you yourself know you sunsets of July and the ripening har- are right?” vests of August found her the inmate “Yes, but then—my Chinese which of a quiet farm-house among the pine- I've been studying so long. It wouldn't woods, walking over the spicy brown be the least use to any body." needles which carpeted them, or through “Yes it would, darling," declared the scented hay-fields; and finding in Dr. Allan, possessing himself of both her banishment a contentment and re- little hands; "all the use in the world. pose which would have wrung Uncle As it happens, the thing I most need Hardman's heart with despair had he and most covet on earth is just that-a been aware of it,

wife who can speak Chinese!”

The laugh which broke from Lota's Both of them forgave completely, and lips at this rang the knell of her foreign once for all, after they had installed Allan mission !

and Lota in their home and seen them It was settled. Uncle Hardman raged, established in their new life. Young, and would fain have made Mrs. Sawyer loving, blessed in each other, their chief rage with him; but both she and Miss happiness after all was in their workUsher, though they took the matter true missionary work, and in the benegreatly to heart, could not long resist dictions it called forth from the poor the sight of Lota's happiness. And be- among whom and for whom their days sides, although like the poet they might were spent. sing,

Lota found but little use for her "Of all sad words of tongue and pen,

"strange tongue.” Now and then, when The sadd'st are these, it might have been,'” in one of her impulsive moments she

grows rapid and confused in an arguthe correlative by the other poet could

ment, Allan laughs a saucy laugh and bardly fail in time to suggest itself, that inquires : “My dear wife, I beg your "A sadder thing we sometimes see,'

pardon; but isn't that Chinese you are It is, but it ought not to be !"

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ABOUT DOGS, SOCIALLY. There is an opulence in that broad, the grain and leave the bread-pans of bountiful word household which the hu- the people empty. We have read a stateman race cannot wholly appropriate. ment that a simple London terrier-& The true household spreads its generous small, doughty creature named, or misskirts not only over father, mother and named, Tiny, destroyed in three years an children, but also over various animals, army of rats, which, left unmolested to that, having laid aside their native shy- natural increase during that time, would ness, have attached themselves to the have made a census of sixteen hundred family, and been adopted into it. These millions! After this the legend of Bishop creatures, at once the pets and minions Hatto seems reasonable, and might now of all, add a new and piquant flavor to be repeated were the race of Tiries to domestic life. They impart to it a become extinct. We do not propose, variety, humor, ard vivacity that would however, to discourse of the dog econobe sadly missed were it limited to the mically, but socially and discursively ; dominant roce only.

and if thou, O reader, be a moody, crabWhen the Egyptians sculptured their bed, or “sour complected” person, we God Anubis—the ever-watching, guard- conscientiously forewarn thee to pass on, ing sentry of the supernals,—they gave for thou wilt find nothing in this chapter him the head of a dog and the body of a of wecht, as Chalmers would say, to any man. The fancy was not without a true but the lovers of animal nature. significance, for that animal seems to “I think," says Dr. John Brown, of stand on the threshold between the hu- Edinburgh, who of all prose-writers has man and the brute intelligence, and to written with the most hearty and delightappropriate the qualities of both. ful appreciation of dogs, “I think every

A startling exhibit might be made of family should have a dog. It is like the economic uses of the dog,-as the having a perpetual baby; it is the playmidnight sentinel of our houses, shops, thing and crony of the whole house; it and flocks, thus dismissing to sleep a great keeps them all young; and then, he tells company of watchmen; and as the de- no tales, betrays no secrets, never sulks stroyer of that fearful hoard of banditti, -asks no troublesome questions, never which, without them, would consume gets into debt, never comes down late to


breakfast, is always ready for a bit of fun, gone." Having once consented to a lies in wait for it, and you may, if parasitic life, they lose much of the nerve choleric, to your relief, kick him instead and tact of the wild state. of some one else, who would not take it The cat in its untamed condition is a so meekly, and, moreover, would cer- creature of great courage and prowess, tainly not, as he does, ask your pardon and displays many traits of the chat for being kicked."

saurage, or catamount; but, after a few Naturalists may give as many reasons generations of boudoir existence, she as they please, osteological and other- becomes a silken sybarite, a very Cream wise, for believing that the dog is only a Cheese of petted selfishness and sleepy domesticated and educated wolf. We inanition. eschew their theories, and mean to main- But with our dog the case is different. tain against all Turks, Infidels, and His mind being easy on the bone-andScholars, that the dog, in propriâ, was trencher question, he is both able and a native of paradise, and Adam his first willing to improve his education, and fit master. We are not going to believe himself for the high companionship to that-on that wonderful morning when which he has been admitted. His quickthe Maker looked so complacently on his ness of apprehension, docility, and symfresh planet, and gave it, magnificently pathy adapt him beyond all animals for stocked and furoished, into the keeping training purposes. It is astonishing how of iis first lord -the only creature fitted much intelligence the higher breeds, like by intelligence, sympathy, and almost the spaniel, setter, and terrier, are capahuman affectionateness to mitigate the ble of attaining under proper schooling. appalling loneliness of that hour, looked IIow quickly they interpret every ges. out on his liege from the sinister and ture and every expression of the master's ferocious eyes of a wolf!

face! Look at the eye when you talk to But, without caring to look too nicely them, and see it fill and glow! You will into the pedigree of our modern dog, and be startled to find that they understand assuming his high lineage from “the not only set phrases directly addressed eternal fitness of things," we will admit to them, but much of the family converthat he has some rather underbred rela- sation. In proof of this, Menoult relates tives. The fox, wolf, and jackal are his that a lady once tested a favorite spaniel first cousins. Yet, so far from consort- by pretending to negotiate for his sale, ing with them, he fights them tooth and speaking in her ordinary tones, and abclaw, bent, apparently, on scratching staining from any word that should their dishonored names from the family arouse his attention. He immediately escutcheon.

became agitated and began to whine, The fox is the very Metternich of ani- roll at her feet, and to beseech her not mals. There is fraud, cunning, and state- to sell him, with true dog-eloquence. craft in every twinkle of his keen linear Wesley makes a very curious stateeyes, diplomacy in the slightest tremor ment about a dog, in his time, who, of his sensitive ears, attention and sus- every Sunday, went, alone, a long dispicion in every poise of his finely organ- tance to attend a Methodist meeting. ized head,

This meeting was held at a private The fox and the wolf, between them, house, just after the church service seem to have appropriated all the fero- closed. So regular and punctual was his city, cruft, and obliquity of character attendance, that he came to be known belonging to the canine family, leaving through the whole community as the probity, faith, generosity, and such like “Methodist dog." The boys of the uncommercial traits to the Chevalier Bay- " establishment” looked with no small ard of the race.

disgust on the dissenting beast, abusing Domestication enervates most ani- him and pelting him without mercy. mals. Remove the necessity of foraging But our doggie maintained his integrity, for daily rations and“ their occupation's turning neither to the right nor the left,

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