PRINGLE'S FLAT.

" YOU will have a beautiful day, my dear," said Mrs Hope, as she looked admiringly first at her son Dick, as he was driving up to the door in a new buggy, then at her daughter-in-law, Mrs Hope, whose honey moon was at its full.

"lam so glad!" said the young wife. "What lovely weather we have had ever since I came here ! not at all what some of my friends predicted when they said we ought to spend our honeymoon in the East." , Dick Hope at that moment sprang out of his buggy lightly, and gallantly extended a hand to iris wife. "Nonsense!" exclaimed Mary Jlope. "I am not such a helpless creature that I can't get in myself," and she stepped lightly into the buggy with a merry laugh. Old Mr Hope coming down from the stables at that moment, eyed the horse, bunwy, and harness (Dick had expended sewn hundred dollars on the turn-out), then stood patting the horse's neck kindly.. We was an admirer of tine horses, and his ]Udg ■lnont was sought far and wide on all points of horsellesh. '•' There's line metal here, Pick." "I know it," said Dick, proudly. "Cheap at four hundred," said Mr. Hope. " Have you tried her yet ? " " I think she is good for two twenty-one without an effort." "Why, isn't that a fast horse, Dick?' asked Ills wife, whose curiosity was aroused. "Just middling," answered her husband. " We have them out here faster than that," "It is fast," said his father. "We used to think it impossible, but we've got so far on that there's no telling what's in a horse. I like this maru very much. If it was any body else's I'd " '•"Come, now, what would you give, father1'" said Dick, banteringly. " It's all in the family, so I'm saved a hundred dollars at least." A hundred more wouldn't buy her, father. Just say to anybody that covets my new mare I won't take'a cent less than §700. Why, she goes like the wind." "'That reminds me, Dick; you'd best take the road round by Drake's." "And lose a good half-hour," said Dick. "That's a long way round, father," said the elder Mrs. Hope. "You take my advice," snid her hus band. " 1 mean coining back. It doesn't matter going. If it should blow, you'll find

it safest." Dick, who was adjusting a strap, looked off east anil west, .mailed in a satLsliod way, and observed : "I don't see any signs of a storm.' "Nor I," said his father : "nut no one knows anything about that wind here. I'll never forget the sweep 1 got twenty years ago coming"over Pringle's Flat." " That's,wlicre we are going, isn't it Dick?" Mrs. Dick Hope looked the least trifle anxious as she turned to her husband. "Was it so bad, Mr. Hope?" "Cad! Bad is no name for it. Why it blew ray wagon as far as from here to the barn, blew the horses off their feet, tore up trees, and lodged me against a rock and saved ray life.' "That must have been terrible, said Mary Hope. , "Don't let him frighten you,' said Dick, smiling ; "lightning never strikes twice in the same place. I'm all right you see. The only time I was blown away was when I ■went East for you. Are we all ready now ? Basket in. mother ?" Mrs. Hope nodded gaily. Dick luted the reins lightly, and away the new Vrnggy with its happy occupants sped over the prairie. It was early morning, The fingers of the dawn stretched upwards, dissolving the shadowy mist that hung over the prairie and the live of woodland that lay away oil' to the west like the fringe of a neatly-cut garment. The young wife inhaled the per fumes exhaled from the flowers, filling the atmosphere with rich odors. There were lines upon lines of variegated tints above the horizon. Such a sunrise Mary Hope had never looked upon, except among the mountains. There were tints of crimson, amber and gold, and all white pillars rolled majestically—palaces more magnificent and stately than the human mind could con ceive. " How grand !" she said, as Dick looked smiling at her. As the red and golden glories stretched above the horizon, a light breeze sprang up fanning Mary Hope's check, caressing her hair lightly, and sighing tliroiigh the thin selvage of trees that Dick's father had planted along the roadway before Dick was born. The god of day wheeled his chariot aloft, radiating, as only the summer sun can, the rarest tints of amber, crimson and gold, until the purple "lories, rolling aloft like great billows, gradually arched them selves into the resemblance of a gateway, through which Mary Hope caught, in fancy, glimpses of the celestial city. She did not speak, but sat quiet, drinking the beauties of the most beautiful morning Dick Hope had ever witnessed in the west. "There is Pringle's Flat," said Dick, suddenly, pointing ahead. "Surely we have not come seven miles yet, Dick'?" "Scarcely. How far is that ahead?' "Is it a mile, Dick?" Dick laughed loudly: "It's nearer four."

"I don't understand it."

"That's what the smart hunters from the East say, when they shoot and miss their game. It's the atmosphere, Mary." " It s a small place," said his wife as she looked forward to Pringle's Flat, lying a little below them. Beyond it there was a ribbon of molten gold, made by the sun's slanting rays falling upon the river. "And that is the river."

"We'll be there in twenty minutes," said Dick, "when I want to introduce you to some of the nicest people in this end o! the State." ■ , ■ The people Dick referred'to received the young couple in a manner that made Mary Hope's cheeks glow with gratification. Her husband was universally admired—as tine a specimen of his kind as was ever pro duced west of Pringle's Flat. The bride, during the two hours they remained in the town, created a ripple of talk. There was something about Dick and his wife that made people turn and look at them. When they drove away a, score of friends waved good wishes and tossed kisses after them. " Now for Dan's Kock," said Dick, as he gave his mare the rein and cast a backward glance at Pringle's Flat. "Pretty, isn't it ?"

" Pretty !" said his wife. " Why, Dick, it's lovely ! See the light on the church windows; it looks as though it realljr was on fire. The houses are so pretty too." "lam glad you like it. That reminds Upe; do you see that house above the church, to the left?" "It looks charming—the prettiest house there.'1

"Gladyou like it."

"Why," Dick?" k< It's yours. I bought it before I went East for you. "We'll look inside of it when we return, if we have time."

That was Dick Hope's way. The drive"to Dans Kock occupied an hour.

" Now for a trial of your strength," said Dick, as he tied his horse to a tree at the base of the great rock and assisted his wife to the ground where they were to lunch. "Must I climb up there, Dick ?" " That's the programme—what we came out for to-day. You've heard so much of the view from Dan's Koek that you want to see it for yourself. Do you know you re mind me' of Parthenia fetching water from the spring ? " "Parthenia tamed her husband, didn t she, Dick? I'm glad your mother saved me this trouble."

That was the lunch Mary Hope often recalled in after years. Dick persisted in forcing all kinds of dainties upon her, "Irish fashion," as she said afterward. It was the tir.st time she had ever had him all to herself iv the glad day with no curious eyes to peer on them, and she subjected her lord and master in her turn to such straits that he gladly cried o^iits as he put his hair out of his eyes and viewed his tormentor. Then they slowly mounted the heap called Dan's Kock. Such a view! A sweep of forty miles in one direction cast, and almost as grand a view in the west. Dick sat down and handed his wife the glass: "Do you see that hill away off there ?"

" Hasn't it a curious shape ? " "That's where the wind comes from. They manufacture it up there." " What do you mean, Dick?" "There's a valley back there that ex tends fully forty miles north-west, -where you come to prairie lands like ours back of l'ringle's Flat, only there is ten times more of it. The wind rolls down the valley and plays the very deuce with things on the river about the point."

"Do you know it is time we were moving now ?"

" We have only been here a little while." "It is three hours since we stopped at the foot of Dan's Kock."

" My goodness, Dick ! " " That's what I'm always saying to my self when I think you took me before all the other fellows."' " It can't be." "Look for yourself," said Dick, holding out his watch. " It's the grandest day of my life, Dick. I wouldn't have missed it for any thin"" He gave her his hand and helped her down the rough places. Once in a while Mary would stop to gather bits of moss and fiowers as mementos of a red-letter day, At least nn hour was consumed in the descent. Then they got into the buggy and turned homeward, but not on the road leading past Drake's. "We want to see all that can be seen, don't we ? " said Dick.

"By all means," answered his wife, as she tied her hat loosely and prepared for the drive home. "But didn't your father tell you to go home by Drake's? " "The other is the better road." " You know best, Dick." Dick's mare went at a slapping pace. "She smells oata," said Dick.

"Pretty, isn't it?". " There is not a leaf stirring, one would think. It looks so restful over there ! It might be a deserted village." " It does look unusually quiet, now that I notice it. But then this sun is terrible. See if you can find our house over there, Mary." There was a long silence, then she glee fully pointed out the house, and there was another long silence, which was broken by Mrs. Hope saying suddenly : "What is that curious sound I hear ?" "I hear nothing." " There ! Do you hear it now ?"

Dick inclined an ear. They were fairly clear of the rough land at the base of D.in's Rock now, and the marc was trotting rapidly. Suddenly her driver's firm hand brought her upon her haunches. Dick listened iutently. His wife was right: her ears were keener than his. There was something in the air. At that instant Mary's hand clutched his annas she cried out, "Oh, Dick, what is that back of us?" She was looking back with horror-stricken eyas and pale lips. Dick turned. A cloud like a black wall was rushing down upon them; it seemed to Dick's eyes as black as ink. An awful fear possessed him. There was a hush, a stillness in the air as chilling as the cloud behind them. "Go long!" he exclaimed, desperately, cutting the mare desperately witli his whip. The mare shot out like an arrow, and that moment another sound smote upon their ears—a sound that was like the crash of worlds. The mare plunged, reared, and then resumed her onward course. Her owner had lost all control over her.

But one thought animated Dick Hope as he clasped his wife with his right arm, while he held fast to the reins with his left hand, shutting! his teeth like a vice. The thought was, " Pray God we reach the river bottom."

The earth groaned under their feet. A sound like the rush of a million locomotives deafened them. Dick Hope turned instinc tively and clasped his young wife in his arms. He did not see the mare; he saw nothing but his wife's face, and something in it struck terror to his heart. His own was ashy gray at that moment as his young wife's when she turned her last appealing look upon him and moved her lips. His one prayer was that they might die to gether. Dick felt himself lifted up and Hung like a flash through the air. When he recovered his senses he was lying where he had prayed to be—in the river bottom, with his wife close beside him.

Dick sat up and spoke to Ms wife, but she did not answer. Then he put Ms hand up.involuntarilymina weak, helpless way. The river luckily where they fell was so shoal that it did not cover them. There was blood on his face; he could not see; his eyes were full of sand. He struck himself in despair, and again grasping his wife, said in a hoarse voice, " You are not dead, Mary?" ' Whether it was the water from the river that dashed into his face, or the gush of tears that came into his eyes, Dick does not know to this day, but suddenly his eyes became clear, and he could see his wife lying with her face next him, and the water washing her long hair over her breast. He lifted her up. He felt her hands, her cheeks. Then suddenly he-summoned all his remaing strength for one supreme effort, and dragged rather than carried her up to the dry shelving beach under the bluff. Mary slowly opened her eyes and looked at her husband.

Dick saw the tears coursing down her cheek. " Don't—don't. Mary, he said. "I can't help it. I am not crying with pain or grief; it is because you are living— because we are both spared." Dick's strength returned to him, He stood up and looked about Mm. Until that moment he did not know that he was ooatless and without a vest or shirt; he was naked He pressed his eyes with his hands and looked down upon himself like one awaking from a dream. He looked at his wife still sitting with her face covered with her hands.

"Mary, we are almost naked. There is nothing on me, and your dress is in rib bons." He looked up and down the river in a helpless way, still pressing his'hand to his head. "I don't see any sign of the horse and buggy." Then he cast his eyes at the bluff back of them. " Come let us go up on the bank."

He had to carry her. " It's the horrible fright, dear Dick. I U soon get over it," she said when he set her down on the level ground. "I-I expected as much, said Dick, speaking more to himself than to his wife "Nothing-nothing man ever made could stand against that storm. , "Oh, Dick, ' she exclaimed, sobbingly, "there is nothing left of the town—not a house. I can only see a heap hear and there, something life falling chimneys and smoke and lire." , , „. "That's the end of Tangles Flat, Mary." , , , ~ He looked over the prairie—back to the fringe of trees that skirted a portion of the road near the base of Dan's Rock but a little while since. He could not recognise the place that he had looked on a hundred times. The trees had disappeared : they had been 'swept from the face of the earth. Then he shaded his eyes with his hand and looked across to where Pringle's Flat had stood in all the pride of a new western town. Dick Hope suddenly knelt by his ■wife's side, still holding her hand, saying, "Let us pray." Among those who witnessed tho j awe inspiring tornado that swept Pringle's Hat until not one stone stood upon another, killing or maiming all living creatures in its path, none have such vivid recollections as Dick Hone and his wife. When they refer to their experience on that terrible day, they speak in a low tone, reverently, as though standing in the presence of the dead. — LijtpiiicoUs Magazine.

The Last Dispersion of the Huguenots in France.

For about two centuries, with but brief in tervals, the Protestantinhabitants of France were subject to the most bitter cruelties on the part of their rulers. The most notable event during the first century of this reign of terror was the massacre of St. Bartholomew, and the supreme acjony of the second was during the " Dragonades "whichfollowedthe revocation of the edict of Nantes. Between these two events there lay 113 years, but the Huguenots had been persecuted, massacred and hunted down for more than a generation antecedent to St. Bartholomew, and they were persecuted, banished, and some times massacred for many years after the edict of recall issued by Lonis XIV. in 1685. The Protestant Church disappeared from France as a visibly active organization in fact, and all professors of the reformed faith were prosecuted by law up to the outbreak of the French Revolution m 1789. The suppres sion of free thought was not more thorough in Spain than in France, and, although France was spared the horrible curse of the Inquisition, the results of the brutal policy of persecution and its Bourbon tools were for a time, perhaps, more disastrous to the progress of the French people than to the wealth and power of Spain. One Tercmrk able act in connection with the persecutions in France was the part taken at their worst periods by two women who, eachintum,exer cised an overmastering influence upon the policy of the Government. The massacre of St Bartholomew was brought about chiefly by the machinations of Catherine de Medicis, probably one of the basest women of ability that ever lived ; and the revoca tion of the edict of Henry of Navarre by Louis XIV., with the consequent ravages of his missionnaires bottes—as he called his herds of Huguenot "converting" ormurder ing dragoons—was accomplished chiefly through the exertions of Madame De Main tenon, herself of Huguenot origin. "Work more disastrous was never done in this world than these two women did, and to this day France suffers incalculably by their misdeeds. The best blood of a nation can not be shed like water in wanton cruelty, its noblest intellects, its most industrious aud intelligent citizens, cannot be banished or forcee to dishonor themselves by abjuring all thet they hold sacred at the price of life, and no ill effects follow. France owes her bloody Revolution in modern days, her frequent moral lapses, so to say, her mate rialism, and the singular perversion of her spiritual aspirations so frequently visible in her most brilliant literati in no small de gree to the supression of the Huguenots. Voltaire and the encyclopedists, Rousseau and Robespierre, were all the legitimate offspring of a policy by which all intellectual independence, as well as spiritual freedom, was sternly crusned and destroyed.— Spectator.

Flying Childers.

A RACEHORSE WHOSE STRIDE WAS

TWENTY-FIVE FEET.

The legends about the horse in question are so well known that it is scarcely necessary to enlarge upon them. If liis stride, like that of Eclipse ■when extended, covered twenty-five feet, it was eight inches longer than the strides of the Flying Dutchman and Voltigeur when they were struggling head to head opposite York Strand in 1851. The two horses, while the contest was at its height, reached over exactly the same space of ground, and that space was 24 feet 4 inches. The portraits of Flying Childers commonly represent him with his hind legs stretching abnormally far back. If, by some exceptional leverage power, he could bring these Hind legs perfectly under him when he galloped, his length of stride and his superior speed would be not unreason ably accounted for. He won two matches and received some forfeits at Newmarket, but his greatest achievements were not performed in public. He is said to have given Fox, almost the best runner of Ms time, twelve pounds, and to have beaten him a quarter of a mile, over the Beacon course, which is very much as if a dark three-year-old had met Robert the Devil last year at Doncaster, and reached the goal before Robert had come to what is called the end of the white rails. The Duke of Devonshire was in the habit of buying annually some of Mr. _ Childers' "young things." On one occasion a dis pute arose between them as to whether the sum due from the Duke to the Squire was to be calculated in guineas or pounds. "Throw in," exclaimed the Duke, "that ugly little white-faced devil looking over the gate yonder, and guineas it shall be." No sooner said than done. Childers went with the lot to Chatsworth, and was there used as a hack. Returning one day with letters across the moor, he passed the exercising ground of the Duke s accepted racers. The boys jeered at him as he went by, crying out, " Come now, let us see what that wonderful high-bred liag of yours can do." This invitation was straightway ac cepted, and the curiosity of Childers' critics satisfied at once. It is needless to add that the horse was immediately put into training, and the Chatsworth post pony found himself at once transformed into the pride and terror of Newmarket. His com paratively small size was considered a* first, I suppose, to unfit him for racing The same thing happened with Gimcrack afterward—some such accident disclosed his superiority, and the wondering groom rushed to tell his master that the " little Cripple colt could beat them all."—Fort nightly Review.. . , ■ .'.

Scientific Scraps.

Dr. MUXK, Dr. Lewin, and N. Tschir winsky have decided in a paper published in Bicdermann's Ccntral-Blatt (No. 9) that glycerine is a substance possessing little or no nutritrive properties. Drs. Wagner and Prinz recommend that instead of applying farmyard manure to vineyards and chemical manure to arable land, exactly the opposite course should be adopted to secure the best productive re sults. Pepsine is proving itself to be of extraor dinary efficacy in destroying worms in the stomach and bowels without causing any injury to the highly organized tissues, even when it is deemed necessary to use very large doses. The compositian of oats, as ascertained from 120 analyses by MM. L. Grandeau and A. Leclerc, is as follows:—Moisture, 10.01 ; nitrogenous bodies, 9.80; non nitrogenous extractive, 59.09 ; fat, 4.58; cellulose, 11.20; and ash, 3.32. At last there is an effort making to lay telegraph wires underground. The long suffering character of the American people could not be better illustrated than by pointing to the hideous poles and wires that are permitted to disfigure the streets of our great cities.

M. Bechamp has examined the microzy mas of awamps, of different kinds of earth, and of street dust. He holds that the mi crozymas found in chalk, rock, soils and the like have no other origin than the microzymas which form an integral part of every living organism after death.

It is probable that very soon the southern part of the Territory of Utah, will supply enough of antimony for America, and render unnecessary any importations of that substance. The ore mined about 140 miles from Salt Lake City yields from 60 to 65 per cent, of antimony.

With regard to diastase—that peculiar ferment developed during the process of germination —M..J. Kjelahl maintains that a small quantity of acid increases, but that a large quantity diminishes, its action. A very little amount of alcoholic checks the efficacy of the diastase altogether, and is therefore in his opinion injurious.

The proportions of carbonic acid, says Dr. M. Popper, vary at different depths of one and the same weU, decreasing upward. There is no relation between the amount of carbonic acid in the water and its level, but its percentage increases with a fall of the barometer. The variations in the propor tions of chlorine and carbonic acid do not correspond.

Dr. Oehlschlager of Danzig has found salicylate of solum to be of great value in the treatment of nervous headache when given at the beginning of an attack. Drowsiness is produced, and after a few hours of sleep the patient wakes up re freshed and free from pain. When, now ever, the patient is anemic the drug fre quently fails to produce a salutary result.

Large beds of carboniferous cast-iron, Dr. M. S. Meunier contends, are contained in the interior of the earth, and these deposits at high temperatures coming in_ contact with water yield hadrocarbons, which upon subsequent combustion set up exhalations of carbonic acid from the earth. This is bis method of indicating the source of that acid in the atmosphere.

Alcoholic fermentation generated in the roots of apple trees has been found by Dr. Van Tiegnem to be often the cause of disease in such trees. As the roots do not sometimes receive enough ot oxygen in wet weather, drainage is the remedy recom mended.

DARK CLOTHES AND DISEASE.

It may not perhaps be known that a man wearing dark clothe.s is more liable to in fection from contagious disease than he who wears light-coloured garments, _ because particles which emanate from diseased or decaying bodies are much more readily absorbed by dark than light fabrics. This is easy of proof. Expose a light and dark coat to the fumes of tobacco for five minutes, and it will be found that the dark one smells stronger than the other of tobacco smoke, and it "will retain the odor longer. _^________

Short Sleeves and Long Gloves.

The Princess of Wales is known to have a great objection to the extreme bareness of the arms which has lately been so popular. She prefers that sleeves should come down rather than that gloves should go up. On the other hand, there has been a tendency to display the "deltoid" muscle, and to substitute a bit of tape for what used to be a sleeve. The bosom of the dress was kept in its position by what may be called a shoulder-strap. How was Mr. "Worth to satisfy at once the Princess, who is elegant. and modest, and the other ladies, who are muscular and proud of their muscles ? Like the great man he is, he applied him self to the problem, and has solved it.. The "Manche a la Houri" is the outcome of genius and intense thought. Now, the "Manche a la Houri" is a loop or necklace which falls down over the shoulder as if the shoulder were a neck, and which con sists of a row of jewels, ending with some thing like a locket. Thus the beauty of the upper arm is no longer concealed, and some concession is made in favour of a modesty which in matters of dress used to be a virtue, ■ but now is regarded as a prejudice.— Liaerpool Post.

STAR SATURDAY SUPPLEMENT, OCTOBER 8, 1881

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