He burst it open and hurried through the
corridors to the reception room, where he
found his father, mother and sisters all in
deep mourning. His father repelled his
advances with indignation, while mother
and sisters shrank from his embraces.
Finally, be knelt at his mother's knee, but
at the first touch of his hand the dress felt
and he found that be bad a skeleton in
his arms.
There was a shout of derision as the
whole company vanished it? to space.
“Three months ago, sire," said Blucher,
“I had a dream in which that old scene
was exactly All the members
of my family said: ‘We will meet again
on the 11 hof August.' This is the—”
The old man leaned back in his chair,
and as the king looked upon his genera!
he saw he was dead.
T).e Potato Disease.
\s intelligent readers know, what is
ca led the po ato disease is the action of a
minute fungus, says Meehans Monthly.
11 has only recently been discovered that
the spores ot fun 0 a do not penetrate the
interior ot the plaxit. They mature on th-o
leaves where the attack is first made, and
then are c irried down the stem- by rains
to tue tuber- where tuey germinate, and
in that way cause the potatoes to rot.
