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TAKE CARE WHOM YOU TRUST. BY COMPTON READE. CHAPTER XXL It wm evident that Theodore Lovett’s affairs were nearing a crisis. Mr. Brown had not with* drawn from the negotiation in regard of Cold- hole advowson, hut his solicitor advised that there were difficulties in the way of presentation; hence there appeared no prospect of Mr. Brown's money being available just yet. In the mean while the liability to the Lingeville bank was imminent, and banks have a hard-and-fast rule of requiring payment at the date named in the bilL They are in fact compelled to act on gen eral principles, and, if a customer violates his engagement, are bound by every law of good ffiith to treat such a man as a rogue, be they nev er so fully convinced of his integrity. As a precautionary measure he took the liber ty of calling on Mr. Petifer to enquire whether his principals would grant an extension of time until the sale of the advowson was complete. To this not very unreasonable request Mr. Petifer declined to listen with patience. He really couldn’t say how the bank would act His own opinion, formed, he might say, long since from bitter experience, was that the clergy as a body were most atrocious men of business, and utterly unreliable into the bargain. How- over, his directors had thought otherwise. Had fte been consulted he should never have reco- mended a loan on the title-deeds of leasehold prope, Lovett bad no alternative but to bear this impudent tirade with patience, for tne great soul would not suffer interruption. At length the subject-matter having exhausted Mr. Peti- fer’s wind, an opportunity occurred for a rejoin der, that the point at issue was not the ques tionable conduct of the clergy, but how to solve an unforeseen difficulty. Mr. Lovett waxed wrathy, for his opponent was utterly impassible to all argument, and a determined and wilful ignoratio elenchi is the very highest form of ag gravation. The upshot of this interview was that Mr. Petifer shelved the responsibility of action on the manager of the bank, to whom he insinuated application by letter. Accordingly Mr. Lovett wrote a clear and concise statement of his posi tion, offering the fullest apologies, and praying that an exceptional case might meet with excep tional consideration. In reply to this the manager, a very courteous gentleman, wrote that he should be quite pre pared to sanction removal for one month longer, provided that the one hundred pounds over drawn were refunded at once, otherwise he re gretted extremely that his positive instructions were to refer him to the bank’s solicitor, Mr. Petifer. As for that limb of the law, it could prove in action most muscular. Petifer sliming a duke, and Petifer on to a creditor, might equally be considered a moral spectacle. He was doing his duty. Therefore, as soon as his superiors in vested him with authority, he began to use it in the terrific »nd vindictive style. He threat ened proceedings, not merely civil but criminal (on a charge of obtaining money under false pretences), and in the end so successfully alarmed the Lovetts as to drive them out of Lingeville. The law of imprisonment for debt was still in force, and poor souls who were una ble to pay were liable to be fettered from work. Adine wished her husband to demand this hundred pounds from Horace Blakeley. How, she argued, could he ever expect to oocupy a po sition in Lingeville if it were to get wind that he had to bolt in order to escape arrest ? Mr. Blackley, in common decency, could not refuse this request; and if her husband would not write to the man, she would. Mr. Lovett shook his head. He was cowed at Petifer’s violence. A man who has lived a free life, i. e., unencumbered by debt, if suddenly he should be placed in the position of defaulter, is utterly lost. His judgment becomes distor ted by fear and disgust; for, it must be remem bered, the better a man is the greater is his horror of disgrace. He declined to write to Horace Blackley, or to ask a favor, which he knew would be rejected with cool insolonce, nor could he tolerate for a second, that his wife should beg where he was ashamed. Not so opined Adine. She was so thoroughly convinced of her own influence with Hoiaie Blackley as to believe that he would treat a reqnest of hers as a command to be loyally obeyed. Accordingly she secretly despatched him a letter, which, if he were to answer substantially by return of post, would just save their removal trom Linge ville. Needless to say, this false step was productive of no good. Horace Blackley chuckled over her touching appeal to his “old friendship,” put it quietly into his pocket and vouchsafed no reply whatever. The necessity of flitting being now beyond a doubt, Ralph was put in requisition t< jecure suitable apartments for them in London—the metropolis being a bundle of hay, where a poor needle is least likely to be found—and he accord ingly selected a sufficiently out-of-the-way quar ter, viz: Portobello Park, the new suburb lying north-west of Notting Hill, and on the wrong side of the metropolitan line of rail, where houses being new and clean, and, the neigbor- hood being not much in repute, lodgings are cheap. For this destination the Lovetts pre pared to travel forthwith, and Adine with the nurse and baby were already seated in a fly, which was to carry them to the rail, when the lodging-house girl, touched perhaps by a some what larger tip than she had anticipated, and aware that no time was left for a row, produced from beneath a very adipose apron a letter, which she confessed to having “forgot” to de liver yesterday. How guil.ily Adine’s face reddened ! Could it be from Horace Blackley ? In a trice her husband was by her side, and a glimpse of the handwriting relieved her appre hensions. The letter was not from Horace Blackley, but from Mr. Brown’s lawyer, and its purport ugly enough. It appeared that Mr. Brown had received several anonymous commu nications, advising him to have nothing to do with Coldhole advowson on the ground of the sale being tainted with simony, and the title being unsatisfactory. The lawyer did not quar rel with the title, but he regretted to say that his client felt so nervous about the matter that he declined to risk his money. The letter was so worded as to preclude all hope of further ne gotiation. Evidently Mr. Brown had finally made up his mind. ( “Heaven help us !” cried the poor man, as the fly dashed up to the Btation only just in time for the London express. Adine was too much occupied in looking after the nurse, whose efforts to bring the baby’s face into collision with the luggage were very nearly successful, to remark her husband; when, how ever, he took his place by her Bide in the rail way carriage, and the train had emerged from darkness into the full light of day, there was that in his countenance which startled her. “What is the matter, Dore dear?” she enquir ed tenderly, clasping his dull hand, which seemed to have lost its use. “Nothing. At least, nothing much,” he gMped. Nevertheless, before the train was a mile away Lingeville, the heart of this great broad man had played him traitor, and he lay stretched in a dead faint On his recovery he fumbled in his poeket, and counted his assets. Notes were less than fifty pounds, there was a stray gold piece, and some silver. Thus, sad and sorry, these two people with their sleeping little one, journeyed towards a city of refuge, eruelly conscious of the fatal crisis; having lost, too, the small comfort of an ignis fatuus which until now had lightened their path. CHAPTER XXII. A telegram from Horace Blackley preoeded the voyagers to London, and its purport in fused, far the moment, new courage into Adine. He appointed to meet Mr. Lovett on the mor row, at the offices of Plumley and Smith, Bed ford Row. One o’clock sharp. Plumley and Smith were the professional advisers of the Rev. Horace. Impatient Mr. Lovett arrived nearly an hour too Boon, but was, nevertheless, promptly ac corded an interview by Plumley, the senior partner, an elderly man with the blandest of smiles, and the cruelest eye conceivable. This gentleman appeared much concerned about the failure of the negotiation with Mr. Brown. He affected to attribute it to Mr. Brown’s relations, who objected to Essex, as a place of residence. Mr. Lovett shook his head; he had his sus picions. Mr. Plumley, remarking his look of incredulity, attempted to reassure him. A scene between the two clergymen, would be as disagreeable as useless. “We shall be able,” he said, “to plaoe before your professional adviser, Mr. Lovett, such a proposal, as—” “But I haven’t got a professional adviser, in terrupted Mr. Lovett.” “Not? My dear sir, respectfully, but firmly, I must ask you to permit your interests to be duly protected by a solicitor. It is, I assure you, most necessary for yourself, and indeed for our client, that you should be duly advised.” “Can you give me the name of any clever man ?” “Mr. Plumley hardly desired to take such a responsibility on his shoulders. He might say that in Bedford Row alone, there were doz ens of most able lawyers. In fact, the law, as a profession, might contain a few knaves, but indisputably very few fools. Mr. Lovett reflected for a moment. “Can you tell me the London agents of Mr. Chowner, of|Blankton ?” he enquired. Mr. Plumley referee! to the law list. “Col- qnhoun, Rider, and Priest, Bedford Row,” he said, adding “just across the way- most first- class firm. My clerk shall show yon.” Colquhoun he found engaged; Rider was at Westminister; Priest was devouring an early lunch. This important affair ended, Priest condescend ed to give audience to Mr. Lovett. He was quite a young man, perhaps fieve-and- twenty, of a very nonchalant aspect, and a distinctly dissipated appearance. Not the slight est attention did he pay to Mr. Lovett’s rapid, but succinct, statement of his case. He seemed on the contrary, deeply interested in his waist coat and inexpressibles. As soon, however, as Mr. Lovett had talked himself out of breath, be ing conscious that Horace Blackley must now be waitiDgfor him in Plumley’s office, Mr. Priest turned from him abruptly, and rushing to the door shouted desperately, “Dawkins !’’ A very seedy man appeared in answer to this summons. “Get me the call book,” said Mr. Priest sternly. Mr. Lovett tried to feel patient, In a trice a dirty volume was brought, which Mr. Priest perused by means of tearing open leaf after leaf. “ Dawkins,” at length he murmured, “Daw kins, did Sir Pounceby Ugglethorpe inquire for me yesterday ?” “ Day before he did,” grunted Dawkins. “Dawkins ” After which adjuration followed a solemn pause, occupied by Mr- Priest in picking his teeth—nastily. “ Did Lord Asnapper send for his title-deeds?” “ They’re gone back to the bank," responded the fnneticnary. “Oh—ah! to be sure. Then, Dawkins, if Colonel Juggins sends round his cab at four, tell the man to wait.” This in a sort of half whisper. Dawkins, with a look of weariness unutter able, right-about faced. “ Oh, hie ! I say, look here, Dawkins, tell him to say that I’ll run down to Richmond by train.” Mr. Priest then turned to Mr. Lovett. “I beg pardon; you were saying, sir ?” “Time is an object,” replied Mr. Lovett angrily. He was excessively nettled at this specimen of town manners. Mr. Priest, no way disconcerted, stared an un ruffled and imperturbabl |;tare. “Who introduc ed you to us ?” he enquired. “ I came to you as being Mr. Chowner’s agent’s.” “ Chowner—who the deuce is Chowner?” “ My solicitor at Blankton.” “Chowner of Blankton. Dawkins!”—this for tissimo— il Ao you know anything of Chowner of Blankton ?’’ At this query the face of Dawkins exhibited signs of alarm. He took Mr. Priest aside, and whispered a few words, which had the effect of magic. At once Mr. Priest's whole manner changed. “ I must apologise for my apparent preoccu pation of mind Mr.—Mr.” looking at the card on the table—“Mr. Lovett, but business is really overwhelmingly confusing. You country peo ple can have no conception however, not to delay, you said something about a consultation at Plumley and Smith’s. Eh?” “At one o’clock,” suggested Mr. Lovett “It now half-past.” “ Unfortunately, my dear sir, very. We must trust to the good nature of the other side. Ha, ha !” And without ado, Mr. Priest led the way to the office of Plumley and Smith. They found Mr. Blackley evidently in a very evil temper. Plumley preserved his bland de meanor—it was his best capital, producing marvelous interest In fact very friendly and jooular were both the lawyers. The greeting between the two clergymen was simply antago nistic. “ Coldhole is unsaleable,” began Mr. Lovett abruptly. “Gubbins has offered six thousand five hun dred for it,” retorted Mr. Blakeley with a grim sarcastic smile. “ I've nothing to do with Grubbins, or any one else,” cried unlucky Mr. Lovett “ I at tempted negotiation with Mr. Brown, and if I had met with fair play ” “Quite so," interrupted Mr. Plumley; fair play. That's the rub, my dear sir; we feel it, I aosure you.” “Mr. Lovett,” sneered Mr. Blakley, “is not much concerned about anybody except himself.” “Pooh 1 There is no reason why I should think of you. I am the loser. You promised me in so many words St. Mary’s Chapel in re turn for my living, and I ask you to fulfil your promise. As for your precious advowson, that surely is your affair not mine." “Look here,” said Mr. Blackley, turning to address the two lawyers, “am I to be held ac countable for the depreciation of my property ? This gentlman has been hawking about my living for the last month, the result being that people imagine it’s to be had for a song. Gubbins told me only the other day that he should purchase at 6,50(H., and refused in consequence to ad vance a shilling.” “It was you who advised me to advertise,”re joined Mr. Lovett “I didn’t eome hereto indulge in recrimina tion,” grunted hiB opponent Whereupon, as by a wizard’s wand, judicious Plumley waved everyone to a seat; the atmos phere was waxing too hot to suit his views. Said he senteniously, “ Gentlemen. I think our wisest course will be to regard this business from a practical point of view. The question arises what is best to be done under present cir cumstances in the interest of all parties ?” “Just so,” added Mr. Priest, who opinied that he must say something. “In the interest of either side.” “The living evidently,” continued Mr. Plum ley, “if sold to the only purchaser in the field at present—namely, Mr. Gubbins—will be sold at a loss. Eh ?” “At a decided loss,” echoed Mr. Priest, as if he knew all about it. “Now our side is not prepared for loss,” and Mr. Plumley enunciated this news benevolently and sweetly. “Qnite so,” replied Mr. Priest, beaming gra ciously and somewhat vacuously. Facts, figures, everything were to him a terra incognita. It was enough, so far, to agree to all that Mr. Plumley said. But Mr. Lovett was not quite so complaisant. “Excuse me, Mr. Priest,” he said, “I too am equally unprepared for loss.” “Oh, exactly !” cried Mr. Priest in a tone of virtuous indignation; “we cannot consent to forgego our j ust claims. ” “Nor do we desire, my dear sir,” rejoined saponaceous Plumley, “that you should. Do we Mo. Blackley ?” Horace Blackley shrugged his shoulders as if all the world were fools, more especially a con siderable section of the company present. “What course do you suggest ?” enquired Mr. Priest by way of a feeler. “A very simple expedient. You, Mr. Priest, are aware that this firm have capital at command. We are, in fact, the managers of the ‘The Pe culiar Advance Co.’, and as such can practically dispense funds to our clients for short periods.” Mr Priest bowed significantly as if he knew all about that. It was in reality a bit of news to him. Mr. Lovett pricked up his ears attentive ly- “The case as regards Mr. Lovett is as follows,” continued Plumley. “He has purchased the Chapelry of St. Mary in Lingeville for sixteen hundred pounds. The Lingeville bank holds upon the title deeds an equitable mortgage for nearly twelve hundred pounds, and the vendor, Mr. Bulps, has a further lien of six hundred pounds. Now, as matters stand, the bank can sell to recover their capital. We may presume that they will adopt that course. In that case Bulps will bring an action for the amount of his lien. Under the circumstances he could obtain a judgment with costs, and would act upon it.” Mr. Lovett winced: the alternative of prison or the Court of Bankruptcy seemed horrible enough. “That,” said Mr. Plumley With emphasis, that is one side of Lovett’s case. On the other hand, Mr. Blackley, having accepted Mr, Lov ett’s benefice of Mudflat, is naturally desirous that he should receive in some shape its equiva lent. Unluckily Coldhold advowson, which was to have yielded that equivalent, is still unsold, and time is now of paramount importance.” There was an acquiescent silence in the prem ises, so Mr. Plumley proceeded: Mr. Blackley has asked me to interpose, or rather to make you the offer of interposition by means of ‘The Pev'iite Ad#e.nce Co.’ The course suggested I may briefly' state thus. We shall leud you the sum required to extricate the title deeds of St. Mary’s Chapel from the Lingeville Bank, and we shall retain those deeds as our se curity. Further, we will advance you five thou sand four hundred pounds, which sum will en able you yourself to purchase Coldhole avow- son from Mr. Blackley, which at your leisure you will be able to recall; and I am advised that it ought to fetch eight thousand pounds. There with you can repay us, and redeem St. Mary’s Chapel.” Mr. Plumley paused to avoid laughing; Mr. Lovett looked so ridiculously delighted at this proposal. To get rid of Petifer and that terrific bank appeared alone delicious. Present difficul ties always are reckoned worse than future ruin. Mr. Priest did not regard this method of “plunging” with so much favor. The mind of a lawyer is quick to realize the folly of borrow ing to pay debts. “How long would the advance be for?” he en quired. “Three months," replied r. Plumley. “And who is to present to Coldhole? Formal ly you cannot transfer the advowson during a va cancy, Still, I imagine that an arrangement can be made; but we ought to have some sort of guarantee. Eli ?” Mr. Plumley frowned—unwittingly. Mr. Blackley’s father is patron of Coldhole, and will duly present your nominee. You may draw an agreement if you like to that effect.” Mr. Priest reflected “And if,” said he, “the sum borrowed be not repaid within the three months?” “Then,” answered Mr. Plumley, “the proper ty would of course be forfeited.” “Hum! I don’t know. Yes, it looks well. What do you think, Mr. Lovett ?’’ Now Mr. Lovett felt the greatest contempt for this whimper-snapper young lawyer. Oblivious of the fact that he had been clever enough to get himself into a serious mess, he was still vain of his own judgement. He therefore at once si lenced the lawyer's hesitation by stating posi tively that he was quite prepared to accept with gratitude Mr. Plumley's terms. At once, Mr. Blackley, who during this dis cussion had been singularly taciturn, rose from his seat exclaiming with a sigh of relief: “Thank Heaven, this worry is over ! I never knew such a disgusting fuss about a little mat ter. Perhaps, Lovett, now you are satisfied ?” Mr. Lovett, however, although very much happier, did not feel himself equal to owning that he had been well treated. He sought refuge in a cold bow. Then Mr. Plumley took up the oudgels for his client ‘ It is, sir, of the greatest importance to Mr. Blackley that you should express yourself satis fied with his honorable action in this matter. If you recollect, supposing that Coldhole advow son sold at the minimum price, namely, seven thousand pounds, Mr. Blackley would have taken five thousand four hundred. You six teen hundred. That was the agreement between you at Lingeville, was it not ? ’ ‘ I must admit that such were the figures ar ranged, but ’ ‘Yes?’ ‘ But I still think that I never ought to have had anything to do with Coldhole advowson at all. I agreed to exchange for St. Mary's Linge ville, and I * ' My dear sir;’ interrupted Mr. Plumley, smil ing with an air of somewhat offensive patronage, ‘ Mr Priest will tell you that nobody except a country clergyman could expect a negotiation to involve no difficulties.’ ‘Say rather risks,’ observed Mr. Priest. * Risks, if you will. Observe the risks my cliont has run. His property depreciated; a large private debt, and dilapidatiop money still undischarged; bis good name staked on acting fairly by you, Mr. Lovett; yet for all that dis playing singular intelligence, combined with a bright sense of honour.’ And Mr. Plumley bowed gracefully to his client. Mr. Blaokley, however, had his little word to put in. 'Lovett, I insist en a written acknowledge ment of my fair dealing by you. If you accept Mr. Plumley’s proposal, I retire from this nego tiation with simply a minimum. Do I or do I not retire with clean hands ? I want to know, for I’m not going to be pitched into again through Canon Grabbe, I can tell you. ’ Mr. Lovett flushed. So his letter to the canon had transpired. Awkward ! * I’ll write what you wish,’ he said. ‘Perhaps,’ added cautious Mr. Priest, ‘we will defer this letter till the completion of the arrangements. ’ ‘ That will be satisfactory to us,’ remarked Mr. Plumley. ‘To ease your mind, Mr. Lovett, I will write by to-night’s post to the Lingeville Bank, so you need be under no apprehension in that quarter. Let me see. We can oomplete in the course of a week. What do you say, Mr. Priest ? ’ ‘I shall leave everything to you,’ jauntily re sponded the young lawyer. ‘ Forward drafts for perusal, yon know, and all that sort of thing.’ Mr. Plumley smiled assent. And thus the meeting broke up, everyone feeling satisfied, Mr. Lovett especially in high glee. He had won ample time to sell Coldhole, and comparative peace of mind into the bargain. He was quite irritated by Adine declining to adopt his sanguine notions. She could view the matter all the more dispassionately, because her last hope of Horace Blackley’s honour was at an end. She perceived now how cleverly he had shifted all responsibility from his own should ers, and how completely entrapped her poor husband was. * How are we to live ? ’ she enquired. ‘ We must borrow on our furniture stored away at Blankton, and I must try for Sunday work in or near London,’ was his reply. She sighed forth, • Heaven help us ! ’ At which he looked decidedly angry, and bit his lip. ‘ Adine,’ he grumbled, • little women don’t understand business matters.’ This was the first snub he had ever had the folly to bestow on his pet. The pet’s eyes filled with tears. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Amusements Puzzles, Kinks, Charades, Prob lems, Chess, Conundrums, etc. Puxzles and Problems are omitted from this issue in the great hurry of getting up the paper this week. TO CORRESPONDENTS. All communication* relating to thi* department of the paper should be addressed to A. F. Worm, Elberton, Os. Chkss Hradquarteiw—Young Men’s Library Associa tion, Marietta street. Original games and problems are cordially solicited for this column. We hope our Southern friends will re spond. Exchanges and Correspondents Please Notice.—All matter for tain department should be addressed to A. F. Wuse, Elberton, Oa, SOLUTION TO PROBLEM NO 44. 1 QQ R1 2 K Kt 6 + From the “ Boys and Girls of the South.” TALES OF ROBIN HOOD. How Robert Fitzliooth Came to Known as Robin Hood. be PXKt PxR KXKt K Kt 4 P Kt • 13 Q mates 2 BE B 2+ etc 2 Q B-f etc I 2 QB+ etc Other variations are obvious. PROBLEM NO. 46. “Look before you leap." By J. W. Smith, Atlanta, Ga. TOLD BY JOHN MABCHMONT. “I do hate history !” said Frank Moore, and he threw his book on the floor. The frown on the face of the little boy, made him look very cross and ngly. His mother looked up from her sewing and said gently: “Do you not know, my son, history tells us stories of all the countries of the world, and of the great and distinguished men and women who have lived for ages past ? I am sure you al ways say you like true tales the best, and you never seem tired of having your auntie tell them to yon.” “Yes, mamma; but auntie tells us beautiful ones about Greece and Rome; this old English history is as dry as a chip !” “Pick up your book, Frank !” said his auntie, who at a table on another side of the room, had been writing, but nevertheless, beard all that had transpired. “Go to work with a good will and get your lesson, and I will see if there is not something in it to remind me of some stories you will like to hear.” Frank needed no second bidding, but indus triously went to work, and very soon went with his book to his annt, for her to question him on it, to prove he had learned it well. His auntie glanced over it, and then asked : “What can you tell me of Richard I. of Eng land?” Frank replied: “He was the third son of King Henry, and when his father died, became the King of England. He was a brave man, loving feats of adventure, and spent a great deal of time and money on the Crusades. These cru sades were called holy wars, and were made by Christian princes to get Jerusalem out of the hands of the Turks. Richard was called “the Lion-hearted,” on account of his courage, but he was not a good sovereign, for while absent in the Holy Land, the poor were much oppressed by the Monks and nobles, and the poorer classes sought redress in highway robberies until it was unsafe to travel without a strong guard anywhere in the Kingdom. Among these rob ber bands, none have lived in tradition so strongly as Robin Hood and his merry men of Sherwood.” “That will do, Frank,’’said his anntie. “Now, I will tell you a story every day for some weeks about Robin Hood, if you will bring home each day a perfect mark for your history lesson. I have just been reading an old book called ‘Rit- son’s Robin Hood,’ and it is full of old songs, telling of different exploits of Robin Hood and his men; I will tell them to you in my own lan guage, as they are written in old English, and that would be hard for you to understand. This evening I will tell you how Fitzhooth changed his name to that of Robin Hood. ” King Richard was in Palestine and sent back for a large amonnt of money to carry on the crusade, a tax was levied by the nobles on the farmers that amounted to three times the sum they usually paid, and great distress prevailed among the people. On the lands of the Abbey of St. Mary’s lived a good man named Fitz hooth, his elder brother was an Earl, but they were all poor, and he tenanted lands from the Abbot of St. Marys, and made good crops by his steady industry. His favorite nephew was called Robert, and he was known as the best archer for many miles around. This was before tiie use of guns, and it was a great accomplish ment to shoot well with a bow and arrow, and the long-bow men of England won many a bat tle from the French, and Scots by their supe rior skill. The Clergy, in the days of King Richard, were a very wealthy and powerful class. They lived together in brotherhoods, owned lands, buildings, money, jewels, line clothes and horses; kept numbers of servants, and many soldiers to guard their treasures. They were very hard on the poor and very mnch hated; when they travelled about they went with great pomp; rode fine horses, beautifully caparisoned, dressed in velvet cloaks, fastened with jeweled brooches, and embroidered with gold. On fine, strong mules they would pack their gold and silver plate, money, etc., for they were too proud to eat or drink out of anything but silver or gold; these mnles were called sumpter mules, from the sumptuous loads they skill to win the gold. He found his uncle in sore trouble about his tax, lor he could see no way in which to raise such a sum of money as was required of him in so short a time. “Cheer up, uncle !” said Robert, “I am going to St. Mary’s to the archery meeting to-morrow, and I do not fear but I can outshoot any there; if so, I’ll give the purse to thee, and so with the hard old Abbot’s own money, tLou mayest pay the tax.” The old man was a little comforted with this thought, for he well knew his nephew’s skill. The next day Robert dressed in a suit of bright green, called “Lincoln green,” went to St Mary’s. It was a pretty sight to look on the archery ground; there were twenty handsome (Continued on 7th page.) CHESS IN GERMANY. Played in Cologne, August 16, 1877. {Ray Lopez) Hammacher. White. Block. Kockelkorn. 11 Q B 3 P Q B 4 Lefimann. Zukertart. 12 P Q B 3 Q Q 2 Wemmers. 13 Kt Q 2 Kt Kt 3 White. Black. 14 K R K P Q 5 ? (b) 1 P K 4 PK 4 15 PK6 PXK P 2 K Kt B f> Kt B 3 16 RXP+ B K 2 ( c) 3 B B5 FOR 3 117 QB 7+1 K Q 4 B K 4 Kt B 3 18 kxb KtXK 5 Cas KtXK P 19 RK KRK 6 PQ4 P Q Kt 4 20 B K 6 QQ3 7 B Kt 3 P Q 4 21 B K Kt 4 P K R 3 (d) 8 Q PXP q l.'t ir n’t * < Kt K 2 22 DxKt f OQ A D a i RXB 10 BXKt B Kt 2 And Black resigns. (a) A late invention. White can gain no advantage if this move is met correctly by the defense. (b) A fatal blunder. He undoubtedly should have played P K R 3, and if 15, P K 6. PXKP; 16 Q R 5, Q K B 2; 17. B Q B 2, PX ’->> and the combination is a failure . for White. (c) If QXR; 17. QXB, Q Q B; 18. mates. (d) Black has uo better move, do what he may, B 04 then 22. BXKt f, RXB; 23. Q E 8+ and wins. MATCH GAME. Between I. Edward Orchard, of Columbia, S. C„ and A. F. Warm, ol Atlanta, Ga., played in Atlanta, April, 1877. Warm. 1 Two Knight's Defense.) Orchard, i Warm. Orchard. 1 P K 4 P K4 ; 10 Kt K 5 QQ5 2 Kt K B 3 KtQB 3 11 Kt Kt 4 (c) KtxKt 3 B B4 Kt B 3 12 BXKt P K 6 4 Kt Kt 5 PQ4 113 P K B 3 BXB 5 PxP Kt R 4 114 PXB Caa, Q R 6 B p (a) P B 3 (b) tl5 Q K 2? ?? (w)PxP+ 7 PxP PXP 16 BXP Kt Q B S 8 B K 2 P K R3 117 P B 3? ? 9 Kt K B 3 PK5 118 B B 4 And Black announces mate in eight moves, (a) P Q 3 is a better move, (b) The correct play, (c) Zukertort, and other fine players, prefer 11. B 4. PI CHESS BY CORRESPONDENCE Between Prof. R M iicl., Dalton, Ga„ and A. F. Worm, Atlanta, Ga. (Philidor’s Defense.) Warm. McI. ( Wurm. McI. White. Black. White. Black. 1 P K 4 PK 4 12 Q R Q Q Kt 4 2 Kt K B 3 PQ3 .13 QQB7 QBXP 3 P Q 4 PKB4 ‘14 yxKt P P K6 4 PXK P PXK P 115 P K B 3 Q K2 5 K Kt 5 PQ4 |16 QXR K K B2 6 P K 6 Kt K R 3 17 R Q4(a) B Q B (b) 7 Q Kt B 3 P Q B 3 18 Kt K 4 (c, B K B 5 8 K KtxP PXKt 119 Kt Q B 5 QXKt 9 QR5 + P K Kt 3 120 KXB+(d) K Kt 10 Q K5 R Kt 121 B Q 3 (e) QQR4+(f> 11 BXKt BXB 22 P Q Kt 4 QQB 2 And White answered: “I resign the game, as it is no longer tenable.” Notes bt Pbok, mcI. (a) Thus far the game agrees precisely with one adopt- • l by Mr, Staunton, in his analysis oi “Philidor’s De- tense.” as the best illustration of the opening; he de votes unusual attention to it, and, after a very elaborate analysis, discovers that this move 17 K Q 4must win; the game for the first player, bee ••Praxis” pp. 71 and 87. (b) A move that seems to have been overlooked by Mr. Staunton and other standard writers; yet, in our judg ment, when properly followed up, it demolishes all of their theories, and must bring victory to the secoud pl»yer. The credit of this discovery is due to A. F. Drown, Esq., a very fine amateur chess player, of Holly Springs, Miss. He used it first in a game that has been examined aud approved by some of the best living au thorities. among whom we may mention Mr. Gossip, of London, autuor of the ‘-Chess Player’s Manual,” one of the best books we ever saw on the subject. (c) Better than 18 B 8 4, for Black could then reply with 18 BXB, and force White to sacrifice his Rook in order to extricate his Queen, aB follows: 18. B B 4, BxB; 19. RXB, Q Q 2; 20. Kt K 4, B B; 21. RQ 4, QXB, and Black must win. (d) Evidently a mistake, for at this point he could cer tainly liberate his Queen, aud probably win the game by playing: 20. Q Kt 7-t- (e) The following would be mnch better: 21. R K 4, Q XP; 22. RXP. Q B 8 + ; 23. K B 2. QXP + ; 24. B K 2, Q Kt 3; 25. BQ Kt, QXR: 26. RXB, which forces nearly or quite au equal game. (f) i good move; intimating victory ci et amis, CHESS INTELLIGENCE. We see it rumored in our exchanges that the “Ameri can Chess Journal” has been purchased by Samuel Loyd, and will soon appear again under his control and editor ship in New York Oity. We know it will meet with gratifying success under such au able and stable m m agement. Do Youk Duty.—Raskin says, and well says, that “it is no man’s business whether he has genius or not; work he mast, whatever he is bat qaietly and steadily; and the natural and un forced results of such work will be always the thing God meant him to do, and will be his best. No agonies or heart-rendings will enable him to do better. If he is a great man, they will be great things, but always, if restlessly and ambitiously done, false, hollow and despi cable. “Come, pa,” said a youngster just home from school, “how many peas are there in a pint?” How can anybody tell that, you foolish boy?” “I can, every time. If you don’t believe it, try me.” “Well, how many are there, then?” ^ “Just one p in every pint, pa.”