Saint Hilda's Bells.

Tis bootless here to tell the toil Of the pirate ' s hardy crew , Or with what oaths he urged them on , For quick the night hours flew . Before the dawn a wind arose , But all were safe on board ;

Their work was done , the prize was won , The shi p had got its load . They laid them down to rest awhile , But the winds blew louder then : " The storm has come , " the captain cried , " Put out to see , my men I "

Louder and louder grew the blast , The sea ran mountains high ; But not a yard the ship will move , Howe ' er so hard they try . ' Our ship is doom'd ! " the pirate said ,

A curse is on its load ; Oh , evil night that ere we took , Such fearsome goods on board ! " Unload the ship ! " he bellow'd forth , But all unheeded then , His mandate fell upon the ears

, Of his terror-stricken men . The lightning flash'd , the thunder roll'd , More fierce the storm raged on ; No help for them ; when morning dawn'd , Both ship and crew were gone .

Beneath the cliff the vessel sank , With no one there to save : The bells went with the lawless crew , Down to their watery grave . And old folks say , that to this day , When storm the ocean swells ,

Above the raging of the wind , Are heard St . Hilda ' s bells . Old grand-dames shiver at the sound , They hear them , loud and clear , Ring , ring , ring , ring ; but younger folks The bells can never hear . Rose Cottage , Stokesley .

Human Nature.

HUMAN NATURE .

OUR amiable Captain was pacing the quarter deck , tho apparent picture of ease and contentment , and the envied of all observers . His luxurious dinner was over , and he seemed to contemplate with

pleasurable serenity his splendid vessel , and the beautiful purple sea she was ploughing through so swiftly . Finally , selecting a cozy spiot in the shade , he ordered his Chinese servant to bring him a commodious easy chair , his well-browned

meerschaum , and a late package of illustrated papers . Improving the opportunity , I approached the ocean monarch . " Going to sea is a fine thing , Captain , " I said ' when a man has reached the

com-, mand of a craft like this . " l < Yes , you would naturally think so , " he replied , " but it ' s the greatest mistake in the world . " I was surprised , and continued : " But isn ' t it immense satisfaction for a man to

find himself at the top round of the ladder of promotion , after so many years of hard toil , from which lie can command so many others who are yet eagerly climbing ? " " Tut ! I wouldn ' t give a fig for all the pride I feel in the matter , " he answered . "The dnce of it isthat Captains nowadays

, are paid only about half what they ought to get . Blore or less stealing is always . going on at headquarters , and of course it has to be made up out of the salaries of the captains They are always cutting our salaries down . Things used to be different .

In old times , sea captains were independent of everybody , as by right they should be . Now we are tormented to death by managers , agents , sub-agents , and the Lord knows what else . I fared much better

when I was only first officer . " Yes , but isn ' t there quite a difference between the salaries of the two positions V I asked , " Not what there ought to be . The first officer is under no social obligations whateverbut the captain , in every port

, he stops at , is expected to spend bis money freely , entertain visitors , be liberal with the friends of the company , make presents , and so forth . He must keep the wheels greased , or they will break some day or othor before he knows it . I am disgusted

with the whole business . I can ' t give my family half the money they want , and I haven't got a dollar to put in stocks or real estate . In fact , I'm really the poorest man on the ship . " I thought it time to change the subject , and accordingly , made a few casual remarks about the weather .