MRS. FIZZLEBURY'S NEW GIRL. 47 rTrltd love the girl once, and of course—itis nothing to Te-but^I-well/l don't like to hear Pott? face, when he said this, exhibited so much />f melancholy, and his conversation became so in- «¦ id as though his mind were preoccupied—in- ^eri'it appeared to me that he scarcely listened tnanv thing that I said—that I made my visita mrt short one, and left him in a brown study. Three days afterward Pott called at my rooms and informed me that he was engaged to be mar- ried to Miss Fizzlebury, and that the wedding would take place in two months from that date. Chapter XX.—The Wedding Breakfast. It was a very quiet affair. Parkin was Pott's « best man," Miss Wobbleham was the only brides- maid and the company was by no means numer- ous. But old Mr, Potthausen was there, so was Aunt Keduser, and so also was I. Mr. Fizzlebury was most attentive—I might say almost obsequious—to the elder Potthausen, who had made several rich and elegant presents to the wedded pair, and there was a very fine breakfast when we returned from the church. At this meal, Arabella was radiant. That " eye" shone with the satisfaction of a mind that had car- ried its point and was contented. Mamma said to Mr. Potthausen a little more than was quite neces- sary concerning " former years when we lived in luxury and in a style very different from that in which you see us now. But misfortunes will hap- pen to people, and I suppose I ought not to com- plain; but it is very hard—very hard on me espe- cially," etc., etc. The breakfast went off with great eclat. But several times during the meal Mr. Fizzlebury said to Parkin: " It is very strange, Mr. Parkin; this is the first time that I have had the pleasure of making your acquaintance, and yet it appears to me that I have met you, or somebody extremely like you, before." And Parkin would stroke his mustache, which had grown again, and answer: " Very likely, Mr. Fizzlebury. 1 am sure I have met you before. I would have known you any where.", After, however, we had drunk, in excellent champagne, several toasts, we all became very pleasant with each other, and so very hilarious that I think some of us must have talked a little too much. At any rate, I remember that I said to Mr. Fizzlebury, after he had for the fifth time repeated that he must have met Parkin somewhere: "Mr. Fizzlebury, are you certain that you have met our friend, Mr. Parkin, before? " Mr. Fizzlebury said: " I can not positively say that I have met Mr. Parkin, but his features appear to me not entire- ly unknown." " Do you remember," I asked, " the New Girl whom you received into your house and who stole Mrs. Fizzlebury's brooch—" (Parkin was making all sorts ef grimaces to tel- egraph me a petition not to proceed, but I contin- ued.) " The woman who, you informed me, had on male attire under her own clothing, and stole that brooch." " The viper! " cried Mr. Fizzlebury. "You ask me if I remember her. I rather think I do; though I must, in justice, say that the brooch was not stolen. Mrs. Fizzlebury found it on the carpet the next morning. But the girl was a wretch, a viper." Parkin, who had kept his eyes riveted on his plate while Mr. Fizzlebury was speaking, now raised them imploringly to me. But the champagne had made me garrulous, and I went on: " Well, Mr. Fizzlebury," said I," that viper now sits at this tabie with us. She had not a mustache when she entered your service, because I had shaved her that afternoon." " You had shaved our New Girl!" exclaimed Mrs. Fizzlebury from the other end of the table. " With these hands, dear madam," I answered, " and there she sits. Parkin, why don't you go out and take in the milk? " Parkin darted a look of anger at me, and rose to leave the table and the house. But Pott detained him, and made him sit down again ahd take a lit- tle more champagne, which restored his spirits so completely, and especially as we were now all laughing at the matter as a good joke, that Parkin finally consented to tell the whole story and make a clean breast of it. At first, Mrs. Fizzlebury scowled, and both fath- ers-in-law frowned ; but, as the story went on, the angry countenances of the old people relaxed into smiles, andthen into hearty laughter as Parkin re- lated the miseries which he suffered on that mem- orable day. The bride and bridegroom left us at three o'clock,and then Parkinjmade to Mrs.Fizzlebury the singular request that she would allow him to show us the spot in the attic on which he had slept on that memorable night, and the kitchen where he passed so many hours of misery. Mrs. Fizzlebury, who had not frequently refused when the cham- pagne was offered and who was, therefore, in ex- cellent spirits, readily consented, aud Mr. and Mrs. Fizzlebury and myself followed Parkin up and down stairs and heard the story all over again. The rest is soon told. Mr. and Mrs. Potthausen live very happily togeth- er, chiefly for the reason that Pott was unable to follow my advice touching the management of his wife. " Pott," said I, " be guided by me and let your wife understand, from the beginning, that you are to be the head of your family, and the master in your own house. Let Mrs. Potthausen obtain the mastery and you will be her slave for ever; " which I earnestly believed to be just such wise and good counsel as should be given to a friend under the circumstances. And Pott an- swered.bravely and like a hero, " Don't be alarmed about me, dear boy. I mean to keep the upper hand in my own household, you may depend on it" And Pott was so sincere and truthful a fellow that I feel certain that he believed what hè was saying. It was not very long after the wedding, however, before Pott had been brought by very slow degrees to the condition of a very obedient and docile hus- band, which is a true picture of him to-day. No woman of ordinary intelligence is married quite a week before she succeeds m discovering the weak point of her " lord and master," and learning how to make it the instrument of bringing him to sub- mission. In Arabella's case her weapon was tears. Pott could be very firm, and even obs.inate, until Arabella began to weep. But as soon as Pott saw the water gathering in " that eye," he was un- manned and his wife had conquered. These con- stant victories of the wife over the husband vexed him at first; but he soon discovered that rebellion on his part only made the house very uncomfort- able, and he gradually and quite unconsciously glided into the position of a " most amiable hus- band." Such, at least, was the verdict of all his lady acquaintances. The only point on which Pott stood out to the last was on the subject of a generous, affectionate, and most disinterested proposal made by Mr. and Mrs. Fizzlebury, whose poverty had become very pinching, tothe effect that their "dear children should come and live with them." " It would," they said, " be so much more economical for all parties, and they could all be together, which would be the nicest-thing in the world. But Pott set his face so positively against this proposition, that Arabella, although she was greatly in favor of it, and always supported it, was obliged to aban- don it in the end. Mr. and Mrs. Fizzlebury have been compelled, by the force of circumstances, to renounce the tin- seled splendor in which they formerly indulged; but they live comfortably on means derived from sources which are a secret to all the world except- ing only their generous son-in-law. They have also discovered, in respect of their one servant, that to be rather liberal than stingy with her, and to treat her as fellow-creature who can appreciate a kindness and can resent an injury or an insult, is a wiser course than to incur the danger attendant on constantly changing one servant for another. Parkin long since resolved that it would be best to stick to male attire, and to avoid being led, by mistaken devotion for friendship's sake, into diffi- cult and dangerous enterprises, whieh may prom- ise to be of only half an hour's duration, but may extend to an almost unlimited period. 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