X CURE EOR LOVE.
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'Docther," said a Hiberuian, as he en- tered the office of practitioner in this city, "ld be aflher spakin word to you in sa- cret,n

 Speak on, 10 one will hear you.'

 "Are you sure Of that intIreIy By me sowl, it's afraid to think ] am, least the botherin' eeratare shosld 'sa.e- ...y.'' "Who! who but Kathleen Mahony to bc sure Hasn't she bewitched iniirely nc body and sowl the swate murtherin hus- sey2 And isn't it neself thai can't sape from dramein' Of her, nor wake for tho night mare that can't ate 2 maly parater but Der cookin, nor taste a drap Q the cra- tur without wishing good luck to her swate facet'

 "You love her then2o "You may say that the blessed Saint Patrick never loved the howly church bet ter"

 "You must marry her"

 ssOn wouldn't but the unfaleing cratur wont so much as spake to Terence O ria- l helty, and that's meself, you honor.D

 "Then she don't like yon."

 "Divi d bit, your honer, she spur-rns mo ! Nulsc HOT sodibt | nuith Toaio pid>s d tonu CT a serpent F

 .sQuit her then.'

 ;.i can't, your honor. Hayn't kept away from the cabin .iIl the chal-rms aud wicked arts of the cfatur make nie 20 back again like a touitit intothe mouth of one of your ugly Yankee sarpints, bad luck to themi"

 .sWell, Terence;'' said Esculapius, with difficulty suppressing laugh, ''this Is a se- 1 were casei but what am 1 to do P

 .Docther,a in a whisper, s.Docther, I'll take my bodily oath that Kathleen has been puthin' d somethin' in my dhrink to make me love her.a

 @Well.o

 s.Can't you be afiher giyin' me dose to mix in her potheen to make her bewildered afiher me, just as ain crazy for her, your honor ["

 "No, Terence, but I'll give you doset to cure you of your love-

 "It's not that exactly I'd have your hon. or. If Kathleen loved Terence and Ter ence loved Kathleen, wouldn't we make swate couplel and barrin' bit of row now and then, we'd agree lntirely.'' , "Ah, Ference, Terence, its only wicked wizards that bewitch, can't do that, but l can cure those who are so urifiue syT T as t.c get into the clutches of the wicked. You look sick. You'll die to certainty, if don'tremove the spell"

 Poor Pat vas ln quandary. s.Ah well, Docther, jist fix me the arti- cul, bother live alone, than die with a witch, Saint Patrick defend me from youiD P

 If Terence did no curse the Doctor as well as Kathleen, when he had taken his panacea, the fault was not in the recipe.

 Gaiary. I Refnement of Cruelty. Take fine no- hle spirited horse, cut of the hair of his tail bob short, put him in harness with a short check rein, and hitch him in tbe snn where the thermolneter is as high as ninety. and where flies are plenty. If he IS 6 horse. }, of common sense, he will take the first op- portunity to run away, and either destroy ' your carriage, or dash out your brains. Fl Brooklyn Star,