.

"Take time by the forelock, you see," said he as he recognized
Ashburner. "_Nunquam non paratus_. The fellow will send me a challenge
this morning, I suppose, and I want to be ready for him."

"But do you know," said the Englishman, "if after this you should kill
your man, we in our country would call it something very like murder?"

"That may be," answered Harry, as he let fly again, this time ringing
the bell; "but we only call it practice."

* * * * *

John Adams, in his Diary, states, that out of eight prominent members of
the Boston bar in 1763, with whom he was one evening discussing the
encroachments of England upon the colonies, only one, Adams himself,
lived through the Revolution, as an advocate of American independence.
Five adhered to Great Britain: Gridley, Auchmuty, Fitch, Kent, and
Hutchinson. Thatcher died in 1765, and Otis became incapacitated in
1771.

From Colburn's New Monthly Magazine

THE TWIN SISTERS.

A TRUE STORY.

BY W. WILKIE COLLINS, AUTHOR OF "ANTONINA."

Among those who attended the first of the King's _levees_, during the
London season of 18--, was an unmarried gentleman of large fortune,
named Streatfield. While his carriage was proceeding slowly down St.
James's Street, he naturally sought such amusement and occupation as he
could find in looking on the brilliant scene around him. The day was
unusually fine; crowds of spectators thronged the street and the
balconies of the houses on either side, all gazing at the different
equipages with as eager a curiosity and interest, as if fine vehicles
and fine people inside them were the rarest objects of contemplation in
the whole metropolis. Proceeding at a slower and slower pace, Mr.
Streatfield's carriage had just arrived at the middle of the street,
when a longer stoppage than usual occurred. He looked carelessly up at
the nearest balcony; and there among some eight or ten ladies, all
strangers to him, he saw one face that riveted his attention
immediately.

He had never beheld any thing so beautiful, any thing which struck him
with such strange, mingled, and sudden sensations, as this face. He
gazed and gazed on it, hardly knowing where he was, or what he was
doing, until the line of vehicles began again to move on. Then--after
first ascertaining the number of the house--he flung himself back in the
carriage, and tried to examine his own feelings, to reason himself into
self-possession