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ALWAYS BUY

HORROCKSES'

LONG CLOTHS, NEW HEAVY CALICOES

AND SHEETINGS.

CHEAPEST AND BEST.

LONDON LIFE ASSOCIATION,

81 KING WILLIAM STREET, E.C.

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Crosse & Blackwell's

PREPARED SOUPS,

MOCK TURTLE, OX TAIL, GRAVY, JULIENNE, &c. ARE SOLD BY GROCERS IN WHITE GLASS BOTTLES AND TINS

Bearing CROSSE & BLACKWELL'S names in full on the labels.

SPOTTISWOODE & CO. PRINTERS, NEW-STREET SQUARE, LONDON.

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BRICE SIYRENCE

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0, the Vain Pride of Mere Intellectual Ability! How Worthless,

how Contemptible, when contrasted with the

RICHES OF HEART!

And such is human life, so gliding on,
It glimmers like a meteor, and is gone!

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The Mother in her office holds the key

Of the soul; and she it is who stamps the Coin
Of Character, and makes the being who would

be feeble

But for her prudent cares a vigorous man
Then crown her Queen of the World.'

SHE WHO ROCKS THE CRADLE
RULES THE WORLD.

'This heart, my own dear mother, bends, with love's true instinct, back to thee.'-Moore.

Who that has languished, even in advanced life, in sickness and despondency-who that has pined on a weary bed in the neglect and loneliness of a foreign land-but has thought on the mother "that looked on his childhood,' that smoothed his pillow, and administered to his helplessness? O, there is an enduring tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that transcends all other affections of the heart! It is neither to be chilled by selfishness, nor daunted by danger, nor weakened by worthlessness, nor stified by ingratitude. She will sacrifice every comfort to his convenience; she will surrender every pleasure to his enjoyment; she will glory in his fame and exult in his prosperity; and, if misfortune overtake him, he will be the dearer to her from misfortune; and, if disgrace settle upon his name, she will still love and cherish him in spite of his disgrace; and if all the world beside cast him off, she will be all the

world to him.'-Washington Irving.

THE MORNING AND EVENING OF A MOTHER'S LIFE.

WHAT HIGHER AIM CAN MAN ATTAIN THAN CONQUEST OVER

HUMAN PAIN?

DRAWING AN OVERDRAFT ON THE BANK OF LIFE.-Late hours, fagged, unnatural excitement, breathing impure air, too rich food, alcoholic drink, gouty, rheumatic, and other blood poisons, feverish colds, biliousness, sick headache, skin eruptions, pimples on the face, want of appetite, sourness of stomach, &c. - Use ENO'S FRUIT SALT.' It is pleasant, cooling, health-giving, refreshing, and invigorating. You cannot overstate its great value in keeping the blood pure and free from disease.

EGYPT. CAIRO. - Since my arrival in Egypt, in August last, I have on three occasions been attacked by fever; from which on the first I lay in hospital for six weeks. The last attacks have been, however, completely repulsed in a remarkably short space of time by the use of your valuable "FRUIT SALT," to which I owe my present health, at the very least, if not my life itself. Heartfelt gratitude for my restoration and preservation impels me to add my testimony, and in so doing I feel that I am but obeying the dictates of duty. - Believe me to be, Sir, gratefully yours, A CORPORAL, 19th Hussars. May 26, 1883.-Mr. J. C. ENO. 'I USED my "FRUIT SALT," freely in my last severe attack of fever, and I have

every reason to say I believe it saved my life. - J. C. EΝΟ.'

IMPORTANT to Travellers and all Leaving Home for Change.-'We have for the last four years used your "FRUIT SALT" during several important Survey Expeditions in the Malay Peninsula, Siam, and Cambodia, and have undoubtedly derived very great benefit from it. In one instance only was one of our party attacked with fever during that perlod, and that happened after our supply of "FRUIT SALT" had run out. When making long marches under the powerful rays of a vertical sun, or travelling through swampy districts, we have used the "FRUIT SALT" two and three times a day. The "FRUIT SALT" acts as a gentle aperient, keeps the blood cool and healthy, and wards off fever. We have pleasure in voluntarily testifying to the value of your preparation, and our firm belief in its efficacy. We never go into the jungle without it, and have also recommended it to others. - Yours truly, Commander A. J. LOFTUS, his Siamese Majesty's Hydrographer; E. C. DAVIDSON, Superintendent Siamese Government Telegraphs, Bangkok, Siam. May 1883.-To J. C. ENO, Esq., London.'

CAUTION.-Examine each Bottle, and see that the Capsule is marked ENO'S 'FRUIT SALT.' Without it, you have been imposed on by a worthless imitation.

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SOLD BY ALL CHEMISTS. PREPARED ONLY AT

ENO'S FRUIT SALT' WORKS, HATCHAM, LONDON, S.E., by

J. C. ENO'S PATENT.

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DEC 8 18/

LONGMAN'S MAGAZINE.

DECEMBER 1890.

Virginie.

A TALE OF ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO.

BY VAL PRINSEP, ASSOCIATE OF THE ROYAL ACADEMY.

CHAPTER LXVII.

HOME.

POOR Jacques's death made an entire change in the life of the

La Beauce family. There was now no inducement to keep up the Café de la Grande Nation. It had long been irksome to Virginie to manage the business of the establishment, and she did it only from a sense of duty, knowing that her father would be heartbroken if his business were stopped during his life. Her husband, as we have seen, quite approved of her conduct. After having lived so long with his father-in-law and enjoyed all the protection he could afford, it would have been a churlish return to forbid his wife to appear at her father's comptoir. But as there was really no necessity for the continuance of the business, now that its success could give no pleasure to Jacques, he felt that the duties hardly suited the position of his wife. Jacques's property, to which Virginie succeeded by his will, proved much greater than anyone could suppose. Besides the sum handed over to M. Aubert, there was much gold and silver found stowed away, the savings of the Le Blancs, and, moreover, it appeared that a good portion of the town of Sèvres, besides the Couronne

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d'Or, had been quietly acquired by the thrifty inn-keepers. Virginie then found herself a considerable heiress.

The Comte La Beauce sighed for his former country life. In vain the Government, influenced by General Bonaparte, offered to reinstate him in his military rank. 'Were the country in danger,' he answered, he would be the first to join in the defence. But he had no ambition to satisfy. He felt his duty called him elsewhere.' General Bonaparte was greatly offended when, some time after, La Beauce gave him the same answer on being offered a general's commission in the army of Italy, to the command of which he, Bonaparte, had been appointed. But the Comte was firm in his resolve.

It was in the month of March 1796 that La Beauce and his family returned to the Château. Three years and a-half had passed since he had been brought to Paris a prisoner. What years! It seemed as though a lifetime had been lived through since that time. He and Virginie were young then, now they felt old. All the gaiety seemed to have gone from them while they were in Paris. Even little Jacques, though quite a child, was quite solemn and circumspect in his language, having been strictly drilled during the Terror not to commit himself even during his games. So it was a relief to them all to feel themselves rolling along the high road to Chartres.

As they slowly ascended the steep hilly street of Sèvres, Virginie glanced up to the well-known window where she had spent so much of her time looking towards Paris and wondering what kind of world it was that lived there? Now that she had seen more, now that she had passed three years in Paris itself, she almost wished she could have been allowed to remain in her former happy ignorance! The world of her dreams was indeed different from the real Paris! Where were the chivalrous men and virtuous women with whom she had peopled the world in her convent days? Poor Rousselet! He was small, grim to look at, irritable, she had felt a repugnance towards him. Yet was he the nearest approach to her ideal! She shuddered as she thought of him and so many others. All gone. All become things of naught, néants, as Danton said. No, surely. For such there was surely some happy future. And then her father? Now that he was gone she had learnt to appreciate him a thousand times more. His absence made a mighty gap in her life. Yet him, too, she had not loved as she ought. Let her, then, not spare her affections to those left her. Her hand sought her

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