a somewhat
_circuitous_ route for the purpose of calling upon a relative, was not
entitled to recover for damages sustained by reason of a defect in the
highway. This was the opinion of a divided court as has been the case in
several decisions where the question of "necessity or charity" has been
a close one.

Such are a few of the interesting cases which have arisen in our Courts
involving discussion of the law originally framed in 1636, and which
still makes it a criminal offence punishable by a fine of ten dollars to
walk or ride upon the Lord's day, save from necessity or charity, while
our cities furnish free concerts and license all sorts of performances
in places of public amusement under the guise of "sacred" concerts, upon
the day which our fathers thought and meant should be set apart for
moral reflection ... on the duties of life ... and for public and
private worship of the Maker, Governor, and Judge of the world.

* * * * *

ELIZABETH.

A ROMANCE OF COLONIAL DAYS.

BY FRANCES C. SPARHAWK, Author of "A Lazy Man's Work."

CHAPTER VI.

THE STAB IN THE BACK.

A brighter morning for a wedding never dawned. The house was alive with
merry voices and the echo of footsteps hurrying to and fro. The most
fashionable society of the city was to be present at the ceremony which
was to take place at noon. Then would come the festivities, the feast,
the dancing, and after that the drive of the newly-married pair to the
beautiful house three miles away, that Stephen Archdale had built and
furnished for his bride, and that had never yet been a home.

Before the appointed hour the guests began to arrive and to fill the
great drawing-room. There each one on entering walked toward the huge
fire-place, in which on an immense bed of coals glowing with a
brilliancy that outshone the rich red furniture and hangings of the room
lay great logs, which blazed in their fervor of hospitable intent and
radiated a small circle of comfort from the heat that did not escape up
the chimney. The rich attire of the guests could bear the bright
sunlight that streamed in through the numberless little panes of the
windows, and the gay colors that they wore showed off well against the
dark wainscotting of the room and its antique tapestries. The ladies
were gorgeous in silks and velvets which were well displayed over
enormous hoops. On their heads, where the well-powdered hair was built
up in a towe