formula which caused the tender red tint which the rich wine had brought to Arria's cheeks to disappear. At this moment the clock of one of the distant villages by the sea struck the "Angelus." At this sound, a sigh of agony broke from the lips of the young woman. Octavio felt the arms which held him relax; the draperies which she wore, and which covered her, sunk in as though that which they enclosed had disappeared; and the unhappy young man saw nothing by his side but a handful of ashes mingled with hardened bones, among which shone the bracelets and golden jewels, crushed out of shape, as you may see them today at the museum at Naples. might have strayed to copy a painting or an inscription; and at last found him stretched out, unconscious, upon the mosaic floor of a half-ruined chamber. They found great difficulty in awaking him; and, when at last they succeeded, he would give no explanation of how he came there, except that he had a fancy to see Pompeii by moonlight, and that he had been overcome by dizziness probably, and had fallen where they found him. The little party returned to Naples as they had come; and that evening, in their box at San Carlo, Max and Fabio witnessed with more delight than ever the pirouettes of two twin-sisters of the ballet. Octavio, with a pale face and troubled brow, looked at the panto A terrible cry broke from his lips, mime and the jugglery which followed and he lost consciousness. as though he did not much doubt its reality after the adventures of the previous night. He had hardly come to himself yet. From this time Octavio was a prey to a mournful melancholy, which the good humor and jests of his friends aggravated rather than soothed: the memory of Arria Marcella pursued him night and day, and the sad ending of his strange adventure had not destroyed its charm. He could not keep away, and secretly returned to Pompeii, and walked as before among the ruins, by the light of the moon, with a palpitating heart, filled with a wild hope; but the vision, or whatever it may have been, did not return. He saw only the lizards scurrying over the stones; he heard only the cries of the night-birds; he met no more his friend Rufus Holconius; Tyche did not come, and lead him by the hand; Arria Marcella obstinately refused to rise from her ashes. At last despairing, with good cause, Octavio married a young and charming English girl, who adores him. He is perfection, his wife thinks; but Ellen, with that instinct which nothing can escape, feels that there is something wrong with her husband. But what? Her most careful watching reveals nothing. Octavio does not visit any actress; in society he takes hardly any notice of women; he even replied very coolly to the marked advances of a Russian princess, celebrated for beauty and coquetry. His secret drawer, opened during his absence, revealed no proof of infidelity to the suspicious Ellen. But how could she be jealous of Arria Marcella, daughter of Arrius Diomedes? TICKNOR & CO.'S NEW BOOKS.' LIFE OF HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW. Edited by Rev. Samuel Longfellow. 2 vols., 12mo. With five new steel-engraved Portraits, and many Wood - Engravings and fac-similes. In cloth, $6.00. In half-calf, with marbled edges, $11.00. In half-morocco, with gilt top and rough edges, $11.00. "It has not been generally known that Mr. Longfellow added to his poetic gifts those of an artist. In this biography will be found letters and diaries written by the poet while abroad, and charmingly illustrated by him with dainty pen-and-ink drawings." 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THE Boston" Budget " thus recognizes one of the unseen beauties of Howells's new novel, "Indian Summer:" "Mr. Howells, in this the latest of his completed stories, paints life in Florence with a truthfulness begot of long acquaintance with the localities he is describing, and with that literary skill for which he is justly celebrated." NEXT week will appear the new "Artistic Homes: In the City and Country." By Albert W. Fuller, Architect. (Fourth edition, revised, enlarged, and improved.) This rich new edition will have 76 full-page illustrations, many of which are from gelatine, supplanting designs discarded from the earlier editions. There will also be one handsome colored plate (folio, $3.50). It is doubtful whether any of the numerous books of similar purport have succeeded so richly and steadily as Fuller's "Artistic Homes." THE Cambridge "Tribune" says of Lowell's CHOZÖN (illustrated and richly bound, 8vo, $5.00): : "Mr. Lowell's book is one of rare interest and value. He has seen that which is wholly novel; and he tells his story with delightful relish, evidently enjoying the telling as well as the rest of us do the reading. He begins with a vivid monograph on the myths and traditions of the far-off East, and the geog. raphy of the peninsula. He then gives an amusing description of the journey from his landing-place in Korea up to Soul, the capital of the country, and adds scores of episodes of his life in that great city, diverting, pathetic, and all full of quaintness and originality. The book is rich in allusions to the architecture, costumes, government, superstitions, landscape-gardening, and other interesting features of the Korean people, set forth with scientific precision and literary grace, yet without undue obtrusion of the author's personality. The book is full of quotable passages, describing the customs and oddities of the people, and giving many enticing glimpses of beautiful scenery and enjoyable experiences." AN admirable suggestion to architects and persons interested in interior decoration is contained in the following paragraphs from the "Scientific American "referring to Professor Edward S. Morse's "Japanese Homes, and their Surroundings" (300 illustrations, 8vo, $5.00): — "For cultivated people of small means, desiring to build for themselves, and having tastes which lead them to take pleasure in beautifying their homes and surroundings where this can be done in an inexpensive way, we know of no other publication so brimful of suggestion and valuable information as is this handsome and profusely illustrated volume. We do not mean, in saying this, to have any one infer that the book is not equally well worth the attention of those who can build brownstone houses, or of the architects who design the most costly residences; for, of the latter structures, too many are wanting in many of the essentials to comfortable living, that are generally found in less pretentious buildings. 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I The next morning finds the party on the way to Philadelphia, and that city furnishes the topic for the day's discussion, with a talk by aunt Pen about the railroad system of Pennsylvania. From Philadelphia the route lies through Pittsburg, where they stop over night, and learn a great deal about the smoky city; then on to Indianapolis, where a Sunday stop-over is made; then to St. Louis, where the party make a hurried tour of the city — long enough to see most of the important points, however; from St. Louis they speed through Kansas, Colorado, New Mexico, and into California, bringing up at San Francisco. Here they unpacked their trunks for a stay, if continual moving about, with excursions about the country, can be called staying. Every day the Club held its meeting, and every day its members had something new to tell and something new to learn. The record of the journey is delightfully written, and to the young reader will be almost as interesting as the real journey itself. It is profusely illustrated, many of the illusbound in two styles-one in elegant cloth covers trations having been made expressly for it. It is and the other in boards, with handsome chromo designs on the front and back. THE GOLDEN WEST; AS SEEN BY THE RIDG- Boston and New York, and the plan explained. WAY CLUB. By Margaret Sidney. Boston: D. Lothrop & Co. Price $1.75. In this charming book of travel the author departs from the conventional track which has been trodden so deep and hard by those who have written in past years for the entertainment of juvenile stay-at-homes, and instead of having one object in view, she has had two- to entertain and to teach. The Club whose experiences are narrated is made up of the Ridgway family-father and mother, Winthrop and Lois, thirteen and fifteen years old respectively; Archie, Patty and the baby; Aunt Penelope Larned, and two young friends of the family-Miss Bettine Martin and her brother Dudley. Mr. Ridgway, a merchant of means, is suffering from nervous prostration and weak lungs, and the family physician insists that he shall drop all business at once and go to Southern California for a few weeks. At first he objects, but, the doctor insisting, he finally consents, and the party is speedily formed. Aunt Penelope is the "guide, councillor and friend of the family,” and after the start is fairly made, brings or der out of chaos by getting the members agreeably distributed in the Pullman, and giving them something to think of. Her plan is to form a club for the purpose of making a special study of the route to be passed over, each one jotting down in a notebook the various bits of information they can pick up, or remember from their reading, regarding the various cities, towns and States through which they pass. An hour each day is to be devoted to comparing notes and discussing what has been written. As she explains: In the first place, as we cross into a new State, it is something like entering another world. The people may apparently be just like us, the manners and customs the same, the climate very similar, and the progress of civilization just as advanced; still, we must bear in mind that all the circumstances concerning the founding of that State may have been wholly different. We must also remember that just as each person in a family is distinct from every other member of the family, so has every State in the Union each its individual characteristics, its resources, its capabilities and its power for influence. And so we approach it respectfully, as a new world, and we gather up every bit of information we can about it before we step in to possess the land. ols. Boston: D. Lothrop & Co. pen of the same author. It has been written The first Club hour is held on the train between cover to cover. |