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“It is shameful! it is shameful!” repeated I, Like a coward I accepted the card which he stretching out my trembling hands.

held out to me. Then Michael-Angelo Polizzi let himself drop This man took advantage of my weakness by into a chair in the attitude of a dying hero. I again begging me to make the name of Raphael saw his eyes fill with tears, and his hair, which Polizzi known to the Societies. till then had been flaunting above his head, fall I had already got hold of the handle of the in disorder over his forehead.

door when my Sicilian seized me by the arm. He “I am a father, your excellency; I am a had a look of inspiration. father!” exclaimed he, joining his hands.

"Ah! your excellency," said he, “what a He added with sobs :

city is ours! It gave birth to Empedocles. “My son Raphael, the child of my poor Empedocles! what a great man, and what a great wife, whose death I have mourned for fifteen citizen! How bold in thought, how virtuous! years. Raphael, your excellency, wished to set What a soul! Down there, by the harbour, up in Paris. He rented

there is a statue of a shop in Rue Lafitte

Empedocles, before for the sale of curio

which I uncover my sities. I gave him all

head every time that I the precious things in

pass. When Raphael, my possession. I gave

my son, was on the him my most beautiful

point of starting for specimens of Majolica,

Paris to set up an my finest Urbino ware,

establishment for the my pictures of the old

sale of antiquities in masters, and what pic

the Rue Lafitte, I tures, signor! They

escorted him to the dazzle me still when

harbour of our town, I see them again in

and it was at the foot imagination. And all

of the statue of signed! Finally, I gave

Empedocles that I him the manuscript of

gave him my paternal the Golden Legend. I

benediction. Rememwould have given him

ber Empedocles,' I my flesh and blood. An

said to him. Ah! only son! The son of

signor, our unfortunate my poor dead wife.”

country has need now“So then,” I said,

a-days of a new “ whilst I, sir, on the

Empedocles ! Would faith of your word, was

you like me to take on my way to seek for

you to his statue, your Alexander the clerk's

excellency? I will manuscript in the heart

act as your guide in of Sicily, that manu

exploring the ruins. I script was exposed for

will show you the sale in a window of the

temple of Castor and Rue Lafitte, not much

Pollux, the temple of more than half a mile

Jupiter Olympus, the from my house!”.

temple of Lucinian “ It certainly was there,” answered Polizzi, Juno, the ancient well, the tomb of Theron, and suddenly growing calm again, “and it is there the Golden Gate. Travellers' guides are all fools, still, at least I hope so, your excellency.”

but we shall make excavations, if you like, and He took from a shelf a card, which he offered discover treasures. I have a talent, a gift for to me, saying :

making excavations, a natural gift for it.” “Here is my son's address. Make it known to I succeeded in freeing myself. But he ran your friends, and you will oblige me. Earthen- after me, stopped me at the foot of the staircase, ware, porcelain, stuffs, pictures; he possesses a and whispered in my ear : complete assortment of objets d'art, all at the most “Listen, your excellency. I will take you reasonable prices, and the genuineness of which I about the town; I will make you acquainted with can vouch for on my honour. Go and see him: Girgentines. What a race! what a type! what he will show you the manuscript of the Golden forms! Sicilian ladies, signor ; antique beauty!" Legend. Two miniatures of miraculous fresh “Devil take you!” exclaimed I, indignantly,

and I fled into the street, leaving him in his

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sham agitation of pretended courtesy and en lectors. You understand? At nine o'clock in thusiasm,

the morning we were at the inanufactory. You When I was out of sight, I let myself slip see that our time has not been wasted.” down on a stone, and set to work thinking, with “I see that very well, indeed, madame,” anmy head in my hands.

swered I in a bitter tone; “but mine has been “Was it then for this?” thought I.

6. Was it to wasted.” hear such offers made to me that I came to Sicily? I found out, then, that she was a good sort of This Polizzi was a scoundrel, his son was another,

All her joy forsook her. and they had entered into a conspiracy to ruin me. “Poor Monsieur Bonnard! poor Monsieur BonBut what had they plotted ? I could not discover. nard !” she murmured. Meanwhile, bad I been sufficiently humiliated and And, taking my hand, she added : grieved?"

“ Tell me your troubles.” A great burst of laughter made me raise my I told her about them. My story was long ; head, and I saw Madame Trépof. Leaving her but she was touched by it, for she asked me afterhusband behind, she ran towards me waving an wards a number of trifling questions which I took imperceptible object in her hand.

as so many evidences of interest. She wished to She sat down beside me, and laughing most know the exact title of the manuscript, its size, its heartily, showed me an abominable little paste- appearance, its age; she asked me for Polizzi's board box, with a blue and red head on it, which address. the inscription declared to be that of Empedocles. And I gave it to her, thus doing (oh, destiny!)

Yes, madame,” said I; “but the abominable what the abominable Polizzi had requested me to Polizzi, to whom I advise you not to send Monsieur do. Trépof, has made the name of Empedocles for ever It is sometimes difficult to restrain one's self. hateful to me, and this portrait is not of such a I resumed my moans and imprecations. This time nature as to render the ancient philosopher more Madame Trépof began to laugh. agreeable to me.”

“Why do you laugh?" I asked. “Oh!” said Madame Trépof, “ it is ugly, but " Because I am a wicked woman,” she anit is rare.

Those boxes are not exported; they swered. must be bought on the spot. Dimitri has six others And she took to flight, leaving me alone and exactly the same in his pocket. We took them so dismayed. as to be able to exchange them with other col

(To be continued.)

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CIIURCII ORGANISATION IN SCOTLAND THREE HUNDRED YEARS AGO.

By the Rev. THOMAS PRYDE. WE hear a great deal said about the decay of book which contains the session-records of a city ecclesiastical authority in our time. It is said that parish in the last decade of the sixteenth century. the pulpit is losing its power; that the ministers John Knox died in 1572, and our description are losing their influence; that the net of the applies to the city of Edinburgh within a generaChurch is no longer wide enough to embrace the tion of his death. Very probably the worthy whole land, and no longer close enough in its ministers had their instructions in church meshes to gather in both small and great. Many management from the great Reformer's own lips. cures are suggested for these evils. Some con We are first told that the people of that day sider that more comfortable and more beautiful were very ignorant, and that a lecture was set up churches will attract the people to the services of teach them the Reformed doctrines. The lecture, the Sanctuary. Some recommend music as an or sermon, was delivered every Thursday morning attraction. Some recommend free seats, and some, at nine o'clock. This Thursday sermon was kept again, would clear away the wooden benches up until the time of Dr. Chalmers, who delivered from our churches and fill them with rush-bottom his Astronomical Discourses in the Tron Church, chairs.

Glasgow, on that day. Ile preached the first one Now, all these men agree that the Church once on Thursday, November 23rd, 1815, and the had complete hold of the nation, that her buildings others in the following year. llis extraordinary were once sufficiently comfortable and com powers made this service, like everything else he modious, and her methods of working able to tried, a triumphant success. But it was not so overtake the wants of the time.

with others, and the service came to be abandoned. It may be interesting to consider what these The only trace of it now remaining is the weekly methods were. We have been able to gratify our prayer meeting. curiosity on this point by coming upon an old The discipline of the parish was very strict, and

both high and low were alike subject unto it. But they did not admit any to the sacrament who Before every communion the ministers, elders, were not duly qualified. Here is a minute bearand deacons were examined by a committee of ing on this :Presbytery, and if any fault was found they were “1589. The kirk-session agreed that nane not screened from the censure they dealt to others. shall be admitted to the baptism of their bairns, Here is the way they conducted the examination: nor marriage, nor repentance, nor have alms of

“July 15, 1589. The quhilk day ministers the kirk, but they that can say the Lord's prayer, of the said church being first removed, and tried the belief, and the commands, and give an account by the elders, deacons, and other honest men of thereof, when they are examined.” the parish presently convened for the time, if they This custom, also, has entirely passed away in knew any slander in their lives, doctrine, etc., or in Scotland, but in England there are still traces of it their families; who answered they knew nothing, to be found. In the month of August, 1881, we but praised God they had sic pastors.

read a notice on the door of the parish church in Secondly. The elders being remov

hoved, and

Peterborough. It proclaimed that certain chariafter trial taken of their life and office, could find ties would be disbursed to the poor, on their fulnothing but only that they were somewhat slow filling the conditions of the founders of them, in doing the said office, therefore exhorts them in which were the same as those agreed on by that all time coming to be more diligent in doing their kirk-session in 1589. said office, and they and every one of them to The applicants were to go to the rector on a keep their own session as falls them.

certain day, and repeat to him the Lord's Prayer, • Thirdly. The deacons being removed, etc., the the Commandments, and the Creed, and after that same inquiry was made concerning them, concern they were to share in the charities. ing the clerk, the beadle, and other church officers, In those days the Sabbath was very strictly and censure pronounced where it was thought observed. Before sermon the elders went round necessary.”

to all the public-houses, to send the men found in It is easy to see that the office of deacon, elder, them to church. The streets were deserted, and or minister was no sinecure. 66 Ye honest men of any breach of order was publicly rebuked. We ye parochin" had the opportunity every six months read in these records that John Reid, publican, of putting the spur into a careless office-bearer. was “sharply rebuked” for pulling grass on the

This custom has entirely passed away from Lord's-day, and another person for carrying water Presbyterian Protestant Scotland, but it is still from the well, and a third for pulling pease. practised in another Church. More than three Every person in the parish was visited and hundred years ago Ignatius Loyola founded a catechised. society in the Roman Catholic Church, which he Such is the glimpse this old volume gives us called “ The Society of Jesus.” This periodical of Church Organisation three hundred years ago. examination of all members was one of its rules, Scotland has changed wonderfully since then, and and it is said to be still enforced with unabated the methods of that time could not be applied to severity by the black Pope at Rome.

But there are things which have not The parish was divided into districts, and a changed. Human nature has not changed. The district given to each elder or deacon. He had to Gospel has not changed. The same moral earnestvisit all the people in it, to report upon all cases of ness that brought these deacons, and elders, and discipline, of sickness, poverty, or the like, to the ministers into consultation every week about their minister or to the kirk-session. The kirk-session parish work, the same spirit of devotion to their met every week, and sometimes inore frequently, Master which sent them forth into the lanes to and every absentee had to pay a fine of half a compel the careless to come in, will work wonders mark or forty pennies to the poor.

yet, will do more than anything else to persuade The people at that time were very ignorant, the masses that the Church still cares for them, and the minister and elders had the work of the will do more than anything else to bring them schoolmaster combined with their other functions. back into the fold of the Good Shepherd.

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" TAN”-A FABLE FOR THE CHILDREN.

By H. C. CALVERLEY.

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accustomed to have her own way in most things, and it was her habit to take no notice of opposi

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all day, and mined when difficulties arose. She simply walked though the on, carrying the wounded dog as carefully as she wind had could, and assuring him at every step that she dried the wide would be very kind to him, while he tried to thank and open

her by feebly licking the little hands that held streets, the him, and in his heart he felt that such happiness narrow back as this was worth all the pain he had suffered. lanes

When she reached the lodgings which for the still full of mud and slush, and looked as if last week had been her home, Violet carried the they never could be clean again. It was through dog straight into the sitting-room, where a tall the narrow back streets of Hastings that, on the lady, with a pale thin face,was lying uneasily on the winter's evening of which I write, a little girl of sofa. The child gave her no time to ask questions, about ten years old came tripping daintily along. She had need to walk carefully in that muddy street, for she was dressed entirely in white. Her frock, and coat, and gloves, were all white, and a little white hood was her head covering. She might have been a little angel who had lost its way in this murky, dirty world of ours. She was not a pretty child, but she had an honest look in her eyes, and an expression of sympathy in her whole face, that was more lovable than any mere prettiness.

Now, it so happened that among the mud and dirt in that narrow street there was lying a little black and tan terrier. A cart had run over it and but immediately becrushed its two forepaws, and there it lay utterly gan her storyhelpless, waiting till some happy chance should “Mamma, I found put an end to its agony. It felt glad to have this poor little dog been spared long enough to see the sweet-looking in the middle of the child. Even to see her was worth a good deal, street, and he is and he looked up at her lovingly. It might have dreadfully hurt, and been the sparkle in his eyes, or the faint wag of I don't know who he pleasure of his wiry little tail, or it might have belongs to. May I been merely a chance, but anyhow little Violet's ask Dr. Brewster to notice was attracted, and she saw that there was cure him; and may I keep him always for something alive lying in her way.

my own?" In a moment she forgot all about the white “How can you keep what is not yours? and frock which she had wished to save from a single as to curing the poor creature, I doubt if it can dirty speck, and stooping down, she took the be done. The kindest thing to do would be to little creature tenderly in her arms, equally put it out of its misery." regardless of the mud that streamed down her “Oh! no, mamma, please don't say that," skirt, and of the expostulations of the servant who began Violet very anxiously, but she was interwas with her.

rupted by the entrance of the doctor, and she "Oh, poor little thing,” she said, “it is dread turned eagerly to him for support, scarcely giving fully hurt.

I wonder if its legs are broken. him time to shake hands with her mother. "Dear Whose is it, I wonder? Well, I can't stop to find Dr. Brewster, don't you think you can cure this out. I must just take it to mamma, and see what nice little dog? Please say it must not be killed. can be done."

It is such a little pet. Do say you can make it The maid objected strongly, but Violet was well.”

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