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Fey’s secret was quite safe with Jean, find, as the weeks and months Went on, a feeling of utter security came over her. She hardly knew how time passed. There were hours when she did not always feel unhappy. The truth was, she was for a. long time utterly benumbed by pain ; a total collapse of mind and body had ensued 1311 her flight ,irom her, home. She had ‘aufiei-ed to'o much for her age and strength. Sir Hugh's slamming illness, and her enepenee and terror, had been followed by the shock of hearing from his own lips of his love and engagement to Margaret ; and, before she could rally her forces to bear this new blow,~her baby had been born. I planted trees at twenty, And gave them time to grow And now good fruit in plenty I pluck from every row. Enough for you, boys, Enough for me, boys, There'll always he. boys, If we let it have time to grow‘ There’s neighbor Hale, the rich man's son, He could not wait till fav] ; He ate his apples green pom‘ chap, And now has none at all. .113. ha. my boys, ho, ho! I tell you what I know ; "J‘is fortune’s waste when - haste ; A .You’d bencer go it slow. I got my wealth by saving ; I always worked my way ', And I never cared a shaving ‘1 {A For V“ luck" in trade or play. I never drank. boys, Nor lived too high, boys, And that’s just Why. boys, I'm a heart old man today here”: rapid Ne , who sowed wild oats, (As most young fellows can)â€" ow tramps a. beggar on the street, Where once he drove a span, a. span. Ha, ha, my boy 5, ho. 110! I tell you What 1 know ; "l‘is fortune’s waste when haste ; You‘d better go it slow. fools foo] s make mnk o. SIR HUGH’S LOVES. Fay used to wonder sometimes at her own languid indifference. ‘.‘ Am I really Ehleto live without Hugh ?" she would say to herself. “ I thought it must have killed me long ago, knowing that he does not love me ; but somehow I do not feel able to think of it all ; and when I go to bed I fall asl_eep." .... . a‘, .Fay was. mercifully unconscious of her own heart-break, though the look in her eyes often made Mrs. Duncan-weep. When she grew 9. little stronger her old restlessness returned, and she went beyond the garden and the orchard. She never wandered about the village. people seemed to stare at her so; but her favorite haunt was the falls. There was a steep little path by a wicket gate that led to a. covered rustic bench, Where Fay could see the falls above her shooting down like a silver streak from under the single graceful arch of the road- Fay heard with some dismay that Mr. Fergus was coming to live at the Manse after Christmas; she would have to see “him at meals, and in the evening, and “Wonk? have no excuse for retiring into her room. Now, if any Visitor came to the 4Manse, Lilian Graham, or one of. her sistersâ€"for there were seven strapping ‘lasses at the farm, and not one of them :wed yet, as Mrs. Duncan would say#Fay would take refuge in the kitchen, or sit in the minister’s roomâ€"anything to avoid the curious eyes and questioning that Would have awaited her in the parlor; but now if Mr. Fergus lived there. Lilian Graham would always be there too. Sc; first she pouted and gave herself airs when her lover came to the farm, and then, when he coaxed her, she burst into a. flood of honest tears, andbewuiled herself because Fergus was to live up at the Manse, when no one knew who Mrs. St. Clair might be, for all she had a. face like a picture. “Oh, you will frighten the bit lassic, Fergus, if you speak and look so stern,” replied his aunt in an alarmed voice. “ You see yoniete only a lad yourself, and maybe Lilian wouldn’t care to have you so ready with.your havers with a. pretty young thing like Mrs. St. Clair. Better leave her to Jean and me.” But she might as well have spoken . to the wind, for the young minister had made up his mind that it was his' duty to shepherd this stray lamb. He had already spoken out his mind to Lilian; the poor little girl had been much overpowered by the sight of Fey in the kirk.’ Fey’s beauty had made a. deep impreesion on her; and the knowledge that her betrothed would be in daily contact with this dainty piece of loveliness was decidedly unpalatable to her feelings. Lilian was quite aware of her own charms;her dimples and sweet youthful bloom had already brought many a lover toher feet; but she was a. sensible little creature in spite of her vanity,and she knew that she could not compare with Mrs. St. Clair any more than painted delf could cogpure _wi_th procelain. ‘ n Mr. Fergus was rather curious about Aunt Jeanie’s mysterious guest. He had caught sight of Mrs. St. Clair once or twice at the window, and had been much struck mith;her'appearance of youth; and his remark; after first seeing her in the little kirk, had been, “Why, Aunt Jeanie, Mrs. St. Clair looks quite a child; how could any one calling himself a man ill-use a little creature like that ;” for Mrs. Duncan had carefully infused into her nephew’s ear a little fabled account of Fay‘s escape from her husband, to which he listened with Scotch caution and a good deal of incredulity. “Depend upon it, there are faults on both sides," he returned obsti- nately. “We do not deal in villains now- a-days. You are so soft, Aunt Jeanie; you always believe what people tell you. I should like to have a talk with Mrs. St. Clair; indeed, I think it my duty as a minister to remonstrate with a young wife when she has left her husband.” vyay; not falling sheer down, buL broken by many a.ledge and boulder of black rock, Where in summer time the spray beat on the long delicate fronfls of ferns. ' . Fay remembered how she used to stroll through the Underwood and gather the slender blue and white harebells that came peeping out of the green moss: or hunted for the waxy blossoms of the bell- heather; how lovely the place had looked then, with the rowaus or witches. as they called themâ€"'«the ‘mountain ash of the south,‘ drooping over the water, laden heavily with clusters of coral-like berries, sometimes tinging the snowy foam with a .iaint rose tint, and fringed in the back- ground with larch and silver birch; the whole mess of luxuriant foliage nearly shutting out the little strip of sky which glesmed pearly-blue through a delicate network of leaves. It was an enchanting spot in summer or autumn, but even in Winter Fay loved it ; its solitude and peacefulness fascinated her. But one day she found its solitude invaded. She had been some months at the Manse, but she had not once spoken to the young minister‘ during his brief visits. She had kept to her room with a nervous shrinking from strangers; but she had watched him sometimes between the services, pacing up and down the garden as though he were thinking deeply. He Was a tall, breed-shouldered young man, ‘with a plain, strong-featured. face as rugged as his own mountains; but his keen grey eyes could look soft enough at .times, as pretty Lilian Graham knew Well ; for the wilful little beauty had been unable to say no to him as she did to her other lovers. It was not easy to bid Fergus Duncan go about his business when _he had made up his mind to bide, and as the young minister had decidedly made up "his mind that Lilian Graham should be his promised wife, he got his way in that; and Lilian grew so proud and fond of him that she never found out how completely he ruled her, and how seldom she had her own will. “ ‘ 7“ Oh, oh, I see now,” refurned Fergus, Go Slow with just the gleam of a Smile lighting up his ruggeéi face; “ it is just. a. piece of jealousy, Lilian, because Mrs. St. Clair to whom I have never spoken, mind youâ€" lmppens to be a prettiergirlthan yourself,” .n “ But you will be speaking to her, and at every meaLtime too, and all the evenings when Mia. Duncan is' up in the minister‘s room ; and it is not what I callfair,Fergus, with me down at the farm, and you always up in arm’s if I Venture to give more thana g9pd-dgy to thelads.” ““VVél‘lT you‘lé‘eé'in balong‘to me, Lilian, iâ€"xvh mu Fergus. - » 77.7 u I was Wicked and 1mp0ht10 of ._.. .. .. 1,; (“wolf you‘é‘eé'flfiifl bolong‘to me, Lilian, and I am a. careful man and look after my belongings. Mrs. St. Clair is one of my flock now, and I must take her in hand. \Vhisht, lassic,” as liiliun averted her face and would not look at him, ” have ypu'guch’a mean Opinion of me that you think Iain not to'be trusted to look ~at any woman but yourself, and l a. minister with a. cure of souls; that is a. poor lookout for our wedded life.” And here Fergus Whispered something that brought the dimples into play again; and after a little more judicious coaxing, Lilian was made to understand thatministers were not just like other men, and must be suffered to go their ‘f ain gait.” > And the upshot of this conversation was that Fay found herself confronted at the wooden gate one day by a. tell, broad- shouldered young man‘ whom she knew was the young minister. Of course he was going to see the falls. and she was about to pass him with a slight bow, when he stop- ped ‘her and offered her his hand. “I think we know each other,Mrs, St. Clair, Without any introduction. I am Fergus Duncan, and I have long wanted to be acquainted with Aunt Jeenie’s guest;” and then he held open the gate ma escorted her back to the Manse. But the spring sufisfiine touhhed the rugged tops of Bemuich-dhu and Ben-nu. hourd before Fergus got his “ grip." Fay could not find fault with the young man’s ,bluntness; she had no right to hold herself aloof from Mrs. Duncan’s nephew. He must know how shelled avoided him all these months, but he seemed too good‘ humored to resent it. He talked to her very pleasantly about the weather and the falls and his uncle’s health and Fay answered him with her usual gentleness. ‘ . a 1 A 11, “Who would have thought that little creature had so much tenacity and will,” Fergus said to himself, with a sort of vexed admiration, after one of these con- versations; “why, Lilian is a big woman compared to Mrs. St, Clair, and yet; my lossie has not a tithe of her spirit. Well, I’ll bide my time ; but it will not be my fault if I fail to have a. grip of her yet." . His first victory was inducing her to make friends with Lilian. Fay, who shrank painfully from strangers, acceded very nervously to this request. But when Lilian came her ‘sliy, pretty manners won Fay’s heait, and the two became very fond of each other. It was so each time that he reopened the subject. Fay would listen up to a. cerâ€" tain point, and seem touched by the young minister’s kindness and sympathy. but he could not induce her to open her heart to him. She was unhappy 7 yes, she allowed that ; she had no wish to leave her husband, but circumstances had been .too 'strong for her, and nothing would induce her to-admit that she had done Wrong. They parted in the porch mutually pleased with each other ; but the young man drew a. long breath when he found him- self u10ne. “ Ech, sits I as Jean says, but this is the bonniest lass I have ever set eyes on. Poor little Lilian Y no wonder she felt herself a. bit upset. (lome, I must get to the bottom of this ; Aunt Jennie is too soil; for any- thing. Why, the Sables she wgre were worth'a furtune ; and when she took off her gloves her diamond and emerald rings fairly blinded one.” .. -.‘ nu~ Fergus arrivefl at. the Manse with all his traps about a fortnight after this ; and when the first few days were over, Fay discovered that she hadno reason to dislike Mr. Fergus’ company. i -. . 1 He was ulwayg kind and good-natured. and took a. great deal of notice of the baby. Indeed. he never swmed more content than when baby Hugh was on his knee, puhing his course reddish hair, and gurgling gleeâ€" fully over this new game. Fay began to like him very much when she had seen him with her boy; and after that he found little trouble in drawing her into conversa- tion. “ If you would only trust us, and give us your confidence,” he continued earnestly. “ Aunt Jeanie is not a. woman of the world, but she has plenty of common sense ; and forgive me if I say you are very young and may need gnidtmce.‘ You cannot hide from us that you are very unhappy, and thatthe husband you have left is still dear to you â€"'â€"â€"” But Fay could hear no more; she rose with a low sob and left the room, and Fergus’ little homily on Wifely forbearance was not finished. Fergus: used to have long puzzled talks with Aunt Jennie about her protege. “VVllab is to be done about Mrs. St. Clair when Lilian and I are married?” he would ask; “the Manse cannot hold us all.” “Eh,lud,that’swhat Jean and me often say; but than thewnmmer is um: here yet, and maybe we can find a. cottage in Rowanâ€" Glen, and there is Mrs. Deere over at Corrie that would house them for a. bit. Mrs. St. Clair was speaking to me about it yesterday. ‘ \Vhere do they mean to live when they are married ‘3‘ she says quite sensible-like. ‘ Is there anywhere else I can go to make room for them ‘1’ And then she cried, poor buirn, and said she would like to stay in Rpwen-Glen.” , " Thalhk you, Mrs. St. Clair,” answered Fergus, moved to admiration by this frankâ€" ness and show of spirit; “believe me, it is through no feeling of idle curiosity I put this question, but because I want to help you.” “Mrs. St. Clair," observed Fergus one day, looking up from his writing, “ don’t you think people will be talking if you stay away from your husband any longer?” for he had once before said a word to her on the subject, only Fay had been hysterical and had beggedliim not to go on. “ Becausel think you ought to go back tovhim,” he replied, in a quiet business-like tone; " it is a wife’s duty to forgive--â€"and how do you know that your husband has not bitterly repented driving you away from him. Would you harden your heart against a repentant man ?” “My husband’s name is St. Clair,” re- plied Fay, with as much displgasure as she could assume. “ I am not obliged to tell you or any one else that it is only his second name. I have reasons Why 1 wish to keep the other to myself.” “1"«Yes, I know you arevery good," replied Fay,» gnore gently. “I saw it written,” was the low answer; then. with an effort to silence him, “Mr. Fergus, you do not know my husband; -you cannot judge between us. I was fight" to leave him ; I could not do other» wise.” a repentant man ?” “My husband does not. want me,” she returned, and a spasm crossed her face. “Should I have left him if he wanted to keep me? ‘ ()ne of us must gn,‘ that iswlmt he said.” “Are you sure you understood him ‘? asked Fergus; but hefelt at the moment as though it would relieve his feelings to knock that fellow down; “a man can say a. thing when he is angry which he would be sorry to mean in his cooler moments.” “ Was his name St. Clair?” he asked somewhat abruptly ; and as Fay reddened under his scrutinizing glance, he continued rather sternly, “ please do not say ‘ yes‘ if it be untrue; you do not, look as' though you could deceive any one.” “()ht‘“) she said, turning very pale, and dropping her work, “ Why will you speak to me (if iny hug-lbtgnd1 Mr. Fergus?" He was taking his porridge one morning, with an English paper lying beside his plate, when he suddenly started, and seemed all at once very much absorbed in what he was reading. A few minutes afterwards, when Fey was stooping over her boy, who lay on the carpet beside her, sprawling in the sunshine, he raised his eyes, and looked at her keenly from under his bent brows ; but he said nothing, and shortly afterwards went ofl to his study; and when he was alone, he spread out the paper before him, and again studied it intently. -. ‘ 1 :1 A pali'égraph in the second column had attracted his attention# “ A reward of two hundred pounds is offered to any person who can lgive such information of Lady Redmond and her child as may lead to them being restored to their friends. All communications to be forwardedto Messrs. Green and Richard- son, Lincoln’s Inn.” And just above~ “ Fay, your husband entreats you to return to your home, or at least relieve his anxiety with respect to you and the child. Only come back, and all will be well. v « HUGH.” “ And Hugh is the baby’s name. Aye, my lady, I think I have the grip of you at last,” muttered Fergus, as he drew the ink- stand nearer to him. The next morning Messrs. Green‘and Richardson received a letter marked “ private,” in which the writer begged to be furnished without delay with full par- ticulars of the appearance of the missing Lady Redmond, and her age and the age of the Chlld; and the letter was signed. “Fergus Duncen, the Manse, Rowan- Glen.” “ Aunt 'Jeunie," broke in Fergus in his most masterly voice, “ I hope you will not be so foolish as to tell Jean; remember I have trusted this to you because I know you are wise and sensible, and will help me. We have made ourselves responsible for this poor child, and shall have to account to.,Sir Hugh if we let her give us the slip. I have said all along that no doubt there were ‘ faults on both sides, only you women Will take each other’s parts. Now. I am off to the farm to see Lilian. Just tell Jean that I am expecting a friend, and that she had better choose a fine plump pair of chicks for supper; she will be for guessing it is Lothian or Dan Ambleb . or one of the old lot, and she will be so usy with her scones and pasties that one will My Wife. my life. 0 we will walk this warm, Yoked in all exercise of noble end, And so Lhro’ those dark gates across the wild That; no man knows, Indeed I love thee: come, [my tllyraweet hands in mine and trust. to me Torr man's “ Princes Fergus was not kept long in suspense; his letter was answered by return of post. Messrs. Green & Richardson had been evi- dently struck with the concise, business- like note they had received, and they took great pains in furnishing him with full particulars, and begged that, if he had any special intelligence to impart, he would writedlrect to their client, Sir Hugh Redmond, Redmond Hall, Singleton. ' ‘ After studying this letter with most careful attention, Fergus came to the conclusion that it would be as well to write to Sir Hugh’ Redmond. He was very care- ful to post this letter himself. and, though he confided in no one, thinking a secret is seldom safe with a. woman, he could not hide from Lilian and Aunt Jeanie that he was “a bit fashed” about some- thing. “ For it is not like our Fergus,” observed the old lady tenderly, “ to be stalking about the rooms and passages like a. mix-hearted ghost.” Sir Hugh was sitting over his solitary breakfast, with Pierre beside him, when, in listlessly turning over his pile of letters, the Suotoh postmark on one arrested hie atten- tion, and he opened it with some eagerness.‘ It was headed, “The Manse, Rowan-Glen,” and was evidently written by a stranger; yes, he had never heard the name Fergus Duncan. “ Eh, my ladweh, Fergus,” she sobbed, “ Mrs. St. Clair’s husbandâ€"the father of her bairn. 0h, whatever will J ean say ‘3 she will be running away and hiding them bothâ€"she cannot hide the thought of that man.” “ Dear Sir,” it commenced, “two or three days ago I saw your advertisement in the Standard, and wrote at once to your solicitors, Messrs. Green (in Richardson, begging them to furnish mewith the necess- ary particulars for identifying the person of Lady Redmond. The answer I received from them yesterday has decided me to act on their advice, and correspond personally with yourself. My aunt, Mrs. Duncan, has had a young married lady and her child staying with her all the winter. She calls herself Mrs. St. Clair, though I may as well tell you that she has owned to me that this is only her husband’s second name "â€"here Hugh started, and a sudden flush crossed his face. He might well call Aunt. Jeanie soft, to see her white curls shake tremulously, and the tears running down her faded cheeks. Hi: had a sore wrestle for it though ; but he prided himself on his wisdom; when, after breakfast the next morning, he led the old lady into the study, and, after bid. ding her prepare for a Sl’TOCk, informed her that Mrs. St. Clair’s husband, Sir Hugh Redmond, would be down that very afterâ€" noon. “ She arrived quite unexpectedly last September. She had been at the Manse as a. child, with her father, Colonel Mor- dauntf’ here Hugh dropped the letter and hid his face in his hands. “ My God, I have not deserved this goodness,” rose to his lips; and then he hastily finished the sentence, “and she begged my aunt to shelter her and the child, as she had been obliged to leave her husband; and as she appeared very ill and unhappy, my aunt could not do otherwise. “We liavie not been able to gain any information from Mrs. St. Clair herself; she declines to explain Why she has left her home, and only'appears agitated when questions are put to her. Her fixed idea. seems to be that her husband does not wanther. Her’health has suffered much from ceaseless fretting, but she is better now, and the child thrives in our mountain air. “The particulars I have gleaned from Messrs. Green K’Richardson’s letter have certainly led me to .the conclusion that Mrs. St. Clair is really Lady Redmond. Mrs. St. Clair is certainly not nineteen, and her baby is eleven months old; she is very small in personâ€"indeed, in stature almost: a. child; and every item in the lawyers’ letter is fully corroborated. “ Aunt Jeanie must be taken into noun- sel now,” was Fergus‘ first thought as he read the telegram ; his second was, “better ‘sleep on it first; Women are dreadful hands at keeping a secret. She would be fondling her with tears in her dear old eyes all the evening, and Mrs. St. Clair is none so innocent, in spite of Jean and Lilian calling her a womannngel. Ay,but she is a bonnie lassie though, and brave- hearted as well,” and the young minister’s eyes grew misty as he shut himself up in the study to keep himself safe from the temptation of telling Aunt Jeanie. “ As the sight of your handwriting would only excite Mrs. St. Clair’s suspicions, it would be as well to put your answer under cover, or telegraph your reply. I need not tell you that you will be welcome at the Manse, if you should think it well to come to Rowan-Glen.â€"I remain, dear sir, yours faithfully, FERGUS ])UNCAN.” “ I am on mv way: shall be at the Mange tn-morrow afternoon. No doubt of iden. tity ; unmarried name Mordauntéâ€"H. REDMUND.” A fewvhours later a telegram reached the Manse. NDER THE ROVVANS CHAPTER XLI hardly venture to cross the kitchen.” And theni begging her to be careful that Mrs. St. Clair might not guess anything from her manner, Fergus strode OH to the farm to share his triumph and perplexities with Lilian. It was well for Aunt Jeanie that Fay was extremely busy that day, finishing a. frock for her baby ; so she sat in her own room all the morning at the window overlooking the orchard, and baby Hugh, as usual, crawled at her feet. He was a beautiful boy now, with the fresh, fair complexion of the Redmonds, with rough golden curls running over his head, and large, solemn grey eyes. Fay had taught him to say “dude,” and would cover him with passionate kisses when the baby lips fashioned the words. “ Yes, my little boy shall go home to his father some day, when he can run about and speak quite plain," she would tell him; and at the thought of that day, when she should give him up to Hugh, she would bury her face in the fat Greasy neck, and wet it with her tears. How would she ever live without her child ?" she thought ; but she knew, for all that that she would give him up. ~ . . . ‘ When Fergus returned to luncheon, he found Aunt Jeanie had worked herself almost into a. feverâ€"her pretty old face was flushed and tremulous, her eyes were dim when Fay came into the room carry- ing her W; . . mr â€"â€"The handsome editor of the Milwaukee Journal says: One of the most tryingthings to the patience of an observer is to sea a pretty woman in love with an ugly dog. “ He is far too heavy for you, Mrs. St. Clair,” exclaimed Fergus, hastening to relieve her. “ I know mother’s arms are generally strong, but still this big fellow is no light weight. What are you going to do with yourself this afternoon? Aunt Jeanie always takes a nap in Uncle Don- ald’s room, but I suppose you have not come to the age of napping.” Sheâ€"~No, Edwurd, get me some popcorn, please. Heâ€"Do you like that stuff? Sheâ€"Yes; I like every thing that pops. “Harper’s Bazar. “ No," returned Fay with a smile; “ but Jean has finished her preparation for the strange gentlemen, and she wants to take baby down to Logill; Mrs. Mackay has promised her some eggs. It will do the boy good, will it not, Mrs. Duncan?” turn- ing to the old lady ; “ and as I have been working all the morning, and in is such a. lovely afternoon, I think I will go down to then falls.” Cofintry‘ministerâ€"I sfieak as loud as I can afford to‘ Deacon, at five hundred dol- lars a. yeahâ€"Epoch. Heâ€"What will you have,den.r, candy or ice cream? Deacon Jones (to .oountry minister)-â€" Some of the members of the congrega- tion, Mr. Goodman, complain that you do not speak quite loud enough.‘ “That is an excellent idea,” returned Fergus with alacrity before his aunt could answer. He had to put down the carver to rub his hands, he was so pleased with the way things were turning outâ€"Mrs. St. Clair safely at the falls, where they knew exactly where to find her; Jean. with the boy and her basket of eggs comfortably occupied all the after- noon, and Aunt J eunie obliged to stay with Uncle Donald. Why, he would have the coast clear and no mistake. Sir Hugh would have no difficulty in making his ex- planations with the Manse parlor empty of its womanind, He-No, I can‘t say I have very much love for them. Sheâ€"But they have such large hearts. Heâ€"It isn't their hearts I object to; it‘s their mouths. He had received a second telegram, and knew that the expected visitor might be looked an hour’s time; but it was long before that that he saw Jean with the boy on one arm, and the basket on she other, strike out bravely down the Innery road, from which a cross lane led in the direction of the village where'the accom- modating Mrs. Mackay lived. Au. m A few ‘r‘ninutes later’v‘Mra. St. Clairpassed the parlor window. It was a. lovely May day, and she wore a. dainty spring dressâ€"â€" a creamy silk fabricâ€"and a. little brown velvet but, which particularly suited her. As she saw Fergus, she looked up and smiled, and then called Nero to order as he scampered amongst the flower beds. :- Sheâ€"And you don’t like big dogs, Mr De Garmo ? H“ ALy. my lady: I have my grip of you now,” he ebserved, with a. gleam in his ey§s_, as he turned ayvay. . 1 Kr Why, Ethel,” said her mother, ~ den’t you know dinner‘e over now “I” “ Don’t; talk, ma,” said Ethel. “ I’m a. ) ‘3 prayin’ for more puddin . She got it. About twenty~ ' res later he heard the click of the gÂ¥nd saw a tall, fair- bearded man, in” Weed travelling suit, walking up the steep little path. and cast- ing anxious glances at the windows. Mrs. Duncan saw him too. I have a. little boy, 3 years old, named Leonard. One day he was out at play and the Run became clouded. Hecame into the house and said to his grandmother: “ Well, gammy, I have come in.” “ What have you come in for, Lenny ?” “ Well,” he says, “ they have blowed the sun out, and I thought I would come in and go to bed.” ONE WAY TO GET MORE PUDDING. After the mid-day meal was over little Ethel was observed with her head hung down and her hands clasped. motionless in her place. A novel sight witnessed near Mount Ver- non, Me., last week was that of a man mowing on the ice. A portion of his farm is in swamp land, which is too wet to mow in summer, but by waiting until it freezes he is enabled to harvest a. large crop of hay from it. While using stove blackingon her kitchen range the other day Mrs. Margaret Twibell, of Montpelier, Ind., got a. small quantity of the polish in a cut on her hand. Blood- poisoning ensued, the hand swelled to great size, and it is the t that it will be neces- sary to amputate ' i The French Academy, by its recent anâ€" nual distribution of “ prizes of merit,” has proclaimed Jean Adolphe Delannoy, a. Calais pilot. the most heroic of Frenchmen. He has risked his life twenty~one times in saving shipwrecked crews and is loaded with medals. He also wears the cross of the Legion of Honor. John Sheetz, of Reading, Pm, brought suit before the Aldermen to recover 10 cents from a man named Wentzel. The case grew out of a. dispute about the value of an apple butter jar, which Sheetz declared to be worth 10 cents, while in Wentzel’s opinion it weeworth only eight. The Aldermen gave judgment in favor of Sheetz for 10 cents and heavy costs. The city of Lecompton, Kan, which thirty years ago was one of the most promising towns in the west, is to-day a. strikingexample of a “busted boom.” Town lots that sold readily for $1,000 each in 1854 cannot now be disposed of at $50. and the half a million dollar State House then under way is now a. mass of mine. Enough for the Money His Objection to Dogs. Chatter of the Children Around the Circle‘ BLOWED OUT THE SUN (To be continued.‘ A Gentle Hint. Praise for the Germans, Italians and Swi. but England Has the Mode] Soldier. (J01. Clark, of the 7th Regiment. who has just returned from a three months” leave in England and the continent. had his eyea on things military While across the water, says the New York Herald. Soldiers are met so frequently over there as to impress him with the magnitude of the burden their support must entail. The English soldier, he says, is a model in appearance. He is strong and athletic, very erect, with a. most soldierly carriage. His uniform is clean, handsome and well- fitting, and when seen off duty, with a natty little cap perched jauntin on the side of his head, cane in hand and well gloved, “ he is in appearance the most distinguished soldier in the world.” Distinctive uni- forms add greatly to the esprit de corps of the army, for every uniform has a history and a record that is to be maintained. While he deems the English volunteers a powerful adjunct for national defence, he thinks their organization and system in many respects inferior to our National Guard. The armies of Holland and Belgium are small and insignificant, he thinks, oom- pered with those of the great powers of Europe. The soldiers of these countries seem to have no pride in their military duties, are not very muscular or well set up, are clean but very slouchy, and their uniform, which greatly resembles the ser- vice uniform of this State. is in strong contrast with the handsome and close- fitting dress of the English troops. A New England parson announced to his congregation on a recent Sunday, “You will be sorry to hear that the little church at Jonesville is once more tossed upon the Waves, a. sheep without a shepherd." -â€"0hrixz1(m A (1230mm â€"A little child, eating her breakfast, asked her mother to remove the “ bark " from her sausage. She hinted at a great canine truth very closely. Mr. Clark’s reference to the French sol- dier is very timely, and in view oi the pre- sent condition of affairs they are very interesting: “French soldiers are a. dis- appointment, for they seem spiritless, dull and despondent. They move about list- lessly, are elouohy in gait; and appearance, are not always neat and clean, do not; appear to be educated 0r specially intelli- gent; in short, are not at all the ideal soldiers of the period.‘ Their drill, as observed in and about; Paris. was careless and indifferent, and their discipline is inferior.” “ It would have been still more remark» able," thought X to himself “if it had been the first.” “ The German soldier, as seen at Stras- burg and in other parts of the empire, is the result of a most careful and thorough military organization for a long series of years and of a military system that has reached perfection. He is an educated man, physically and mentally. and a part of his education is acquired under military discipline. He is not so flashing in his appearance as the English soldier, but he shows in his figure the result of thorough training in athletic and gymnastic exer- cises, and there is an air and expression of intelligence and mental culture about the German soldier not seen in the army of any other nation. His uniform is scrupulously neat and clean ; he is sober, quiet, respect- ful and obedient ; he is faithful, loyal and patriotic. My observation of the German soldier leads me to think that in physical development, in military education in every detail, and in general education, which includes the knowledge of several languages, the German soldier has no superior or equal.” rnl n- .u1-1 Au, “ My poor Edward 1133 three attacks ; it was the last that married him off.” Not as Strange as it lVIighl: Have Been. The wife of one of X’s friends, having lost her husband, wrote him a detailed account of the melancholy event. Another hair-dressing competition took place last night in Paris, says a telegram of a recent date. Thirty young women with blonde tresses sat down in the hall of the Grand Orient, and for the space of about forty-five minutes the fingers and hands of the perruquiers were busy among their looks. The first prize of £20 and a cross for professors was awarded to a M. Nessi, While a pupil won a gold medal and £12 for turning out the best coiffure in the shortest space of time. After the competition " fantasies ” in hair-dressing were executed, old styles being temporarily revived or new ones exhibited to the delighted gaze of a. crowd of eoifi‘eurs and their friends. The proceedings were terminated by a ball. in which the victorious barbers selected the prettiest of the damsels who had been operated upon, and dancedeway with them until the small hours of the morning. 8The Swiss establishment he considers something like our National Guard. The men “are plainly but comfortably uni- formed, passably well drilled, of good physique, and are active, sprightly and patriotic.” "‘ The Austrian army is large and im- posing, but its material does not compare favorably with that of the English or Ger~ man armies, physically or intellectually, except in some favorite or select battalions. The soldiers of Austria properare superior in appearance, more elegant and cleanly in dress, and more soldierly in bearing than those from Bohemia, Hungary and other parts of the Austrian empire, but there is a servile manner about most of them which must be the result of the despotic character of the Government,rather than good military discipline. Some soldiers from the Aus- trian Provinces are so poorly and cheaply uniformed, so untidy in person, and so very slouchy and unsoldierly in carriage and bearing that ‘ a locker-on in Vienna’ is obliged to doubt the military efficiency and success of an army composed in part of material of that character.” “I am sorry, Henry, but [ can never be yours. I have other objects in View." “ Other objects ?" “Yes, Henry; I cannot consent to belong to any man. I intend that you shall be mine." “Henry,” she replied, with a. look half of sorrow and half of determination, “it can never be.” at last 3"” He put on his hafi, started slowly for the door, hesitated, came back, sighed deeply and took the 1in white hand in his own and presied it johis lips. _ _ “Katie,” he mLirmured, “ I have waited longâ€"oh, how long !â€"for this opportunity. Will you, Katie, will you, darling, be mine ‘2" “Never be! 011, why have you permitted me to hope ‘2 Why have you encouraged me_, only to stamp upon my bleeding heart The Italians he likes better than the Austrians, and thinks they will compare “ favorably with those of France and Aus- tria,and,considering thebrief existence of the Kingdom, resulting from Italian unity, de- serve special notice. They are active and sprightly, Well uniformed and equipped, and appear to be in a fair state of drill and discipline. In appearance and in spirit they well represent a country that is rapidly improving and developing under its present Government, but Why it is necessary to burden this fair, sunny land, so very old, and yet so very young in modern oiviliza~ tion, with the support of so large an army only those Wise in European statesmanship can explain.” Hafiz They Do It. In Boston. The modern girl doesn’t give herself away when she allows herself to be wooed and won. She compels her adoring swain to surrender himself. Per example, says the Boston Transcript: EUROPEAN TROOPS. Novel Contvst What ’Round-the-World Stevens and Champion Howell Say of the Sport. The popularity of ’cycling is growing. Thomas Stevens, who has just been around the globe on a wheel, says that the best roads in the world are found in British India. The Grand Trunk road is 1,600 miles, an unbroken highway of marvellous prefection, from Peshawur on the Afghan frontier to Calcutta. It is made of smooth, hard, natural concrete, beds of which lie along the line. HEW such roads would be appreciated by thggnthusias‘tic_’qycler§ pf this cauntg‘y}_ The wonderfuf achievement of ' Mr‘ Stevens, in the face of myriad dangers, en- titles him to all his honors. The fast riding champion of the world, however, is Richard Howell, of Leicester, England. He is a. splendidly made fellow, between 25 and 30 years of age, six feet; high, and weighing, in training, about 160' pounds. “ ' He commenced riding in 1879 and in 1881, at Belgravia grounds, Leicester, he won the one-mile championship of the world, beating all the best men ’of the day. From that time his career has been one of almost unbroken successes. He came to the United States is 1884 and 1885, and at the great Springfield tournament in 1885 won seven out of eight races. â€"â€"A dream of fair womengis most pleas- ing_if the_ dream} be not gf‘ women vth made you buy things you did’not want at the fair and gave no change back. In the ’Cycling News (Eng), October 131:, 1887, is the following interview with him. “ What are your best performances ‘2” “ This year I (lid 8. full mile on the track at Coventry in 2 minutes, 35 seconds. Good judges think, with everything in my favor, I could (102.30 for the distance.” “ What is your system of training ?” “ I eat plain, good food, and plenty of it. I take a. little walk before breakfast, and then, after that meal, if I am loggy, ride eight or nine miles on the track here, in thick flannels. After dinner I do some more ‘ slogging’ work, and may be a walk and early to bed. â€"A little Burlington boy who saw an open-faced watch for the first time, ex- claimed, “Look, mammal There's a. watch that has lost its hat." -â€"From a sleepy industry the sleeping. car business has made lots of money. â€"About the fastest men in the West are the cowboys “:ho hold up faxpresg trains. “ But there is one idea. of mine which I have found invaluable. If I have done too much work, orvmy system ig out of order, or if I don’t feel quite sound, I take what I have used since I was ‘ queer‘ in 1883. I have always found that Warner’s safe cure sets me up and puts me to rights again, and it is a. remedy which I believe in and tell all my friends about. â€"--The further a. man gets dollar the bigger it looks. “ In the winter-time especially, when you can easily understand I am not so careful of my health as in the spring, summer or autumn, I ha.ve found it invaluable. â€"A spruce young fellow pop’lar with the'ladiea. “All I want, to beat the fastest bicyclist in the world, is plenty of practice, an occa- sional dose of my favorite, and my machine. “When I am about right in weightI content myself with short, sharp bursts as hard as ever I can go on the track, and when I can cover 440 yards in thirty secende with a. flying eta-rt, I reckon to be moving as well as I want to.” Atlanta Constitution: The sober, indus- trious young man who killed his Whol family, including himself, at Louisville the. other day, because he was afraid of poverty. belonged to a. class daily increasing in numbers. Bicycling is glorious sport, but it has its physical ill effects which, however, can be easily overcome by the method used by Champion Howell. -â€"-â€"The girl with the highest hat is reckoned at the lowest, figure.â€"â€"va Hrmven News. A Steamboat Race on the Pacific. From a gentleman who arrived here yes- terday we lean the particulars of a great steamboat race which took place on Mon- day between the sidewheel steamer Yose- mite, late pride of the Sacramento River, and the Canadian Pacific Navigation Com- pany’s r‘w steamer Premier. Ever since the latter arrived from San Francisco there has been a great rivalry between the cap- tains of the two boats as to which is the faster. About a week ago they had a little brush for about ten miles, when it was claimed that the Yosemite gained on the propeller, and a great deal of talk was made about it at Victoria and elsewhere. Last ‘ Monday the Yosemitecame down out of the Fraser River into the Gulf, and rounded the buoy about half a mile ahead of the Premier. Both boats were on the alert, expecting to meet at that point and it is needless to say were all ready ’for a big race. As soon as the Premier sighted the sidewheeler she gave chase and for a time it seemed as though she would be unable to overtake her rival, but as steam came up to the full amount allowed by law and her screw began to turn over at the rate of 124 revolutions per minute she commenced to come up on the Yosemite and passed her. As she came along the sidewheeler was making 24 turns per minute and fairly ‘ flying through the water. The new boat proved too long-winded for her rival, and 1 in the fourteen-mile race across the gulf ‘ led the sidewheeler fully two miles. It is l stated that the Premier developed a speed of over sixteen miles per hour during the l race. Considerable money changed hands on the result.~â€"Seattle Postâ€"Intelligenccr of 1)(’('. 7th. Son and Hair. Mrs. Youngmaterâ€"Do you know, Emily, I think baby has inherited his father‘s hair. Mr. Y. (prematurely bald)â€"â€"I’m glad to hear somebody inherited it, my love. for I have often wondered what became of it' â€"â€"â€"Ta.ms .S‘U'Li'ngs. Don’t hawk, and blow and spit, but use Dr. Sage’s Cutarrh Remedy. SYMPTOMSAâ€"Molstl‘ll‘e; intense itching and stinging; most at night; worse by scratch: ing. If allowed to continue tumors form, which often bleed and ulcerate. becoming very sore. SWAYNE’S OINTMENT stops the itching and bleeding, heals ulceration, and in many cases removes the tumors. It is equally efficacious in outing all Skin Diseases. DR. SWAYNE & SON, Proprie- tors, Philadelphia. SWAYNE’S OINTMENT can be obtained of druggista. Sent by mail for 50 cents. A Young Girl’s Grief at seeing her charms of. face and form de- parting, and her health imperilled by functional irregularities, at her critical period of life, was turned to joy and gratiâ€" tude after a brief self-treatment with Dr. ,Pierce’s Favorite Prescription. It purified and enriched her blood, gave a healthy activity to the kidneys, stomach, bowels and organs, and her return to robust health speedily followed. It is the only medicine for women, sold by druggiets,ymzder a posi- tive guarantee from the manufacturers, that it will give satisfaction in every case, or money will be refunded. This guarantee has been printed on the bottlewrapper and faithfully carried out for many years Patience Not a Virtue Ju Ht; Then. She (to George, who is taking her out for a ride and Whose horse has balked)â€"Don’t be annoyed, George ; have patience and he will move on presently. lieâ€"Patience, my dear ! Why, I am paying for thin measly animal by the hour.~«N. Y. Him. ON ‘THE WHEEL ! ITCHING PILES. is very often away from a. Better Than a Hort» 1 ‘ “ What a coward that Major Smith is,” said Jones to Robinson, " why, the very sight of gun powder would make him ill. How did he ever manage to become an officer in the army ?” “ Don’t say any- thing against Smith,” answered Robinson. ” he once saved my life.” “ Saved your life ! Nonsense, impossible l What do you mean ‘2" “ I mean that I was in the first stages of consumption ; I was losing strength and vitality every day with the terrible disease, when Smith advise 1 take Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical di I had tried all kinds of med'cinez ! success, and my physician gig 'l hope ; yet here I am; as wel as ver a man i was, and I owe my‘ljfe to; _ miéiwand to ; the wonderful remedy he recommended.” Visitorâ€"You say your mistress is not in! Fresh domesticâ€"She was in the sitting- reoma. little while ago, but I can?§ (1 her now. I guess she saw you corfni g, put on Her bonnet and akipped out'the buck way. A lady in Saline county, Mo., came within sixteen votes of beating the most Eopqlar mgnjn yhe county for the office of Régiater of Deeds. Do you feel dull. languid. low-s irited. life- less. and indescribably miserable. obh physi- cally and mentally; experience a sense of fullness or bloating after eating, or of “goneâ€" ness,” or emptiness of stomach in the mornâ€" ing, tongue coated. ’hitber or bad taste in mouth irregular appetite, dizziness, frequent headaches, blurred eyesight, “floating specks" before the e es. nervous prostration or ex- haustion. irritability 9f temper. hot flushes. alternating with 01111] Shari) biting, transient pains ere an there. co 5 feet. drowsiness after meals. wakefuan ox- disturbed and unrefreshing sleep. constant, indescribable feeling of dread. or of impend- ing‘calan‘iity? “ 'v . L A,» ,,,,,,.L;,; If yo have all. or any considerable number of these symptoms, you are sulferln from that most common of American ma adies-w Bilious Dyspepsia. or Torpid Liver. associated with Dyspepsia. or lndigestion. The more complicated your disease has become. the greater the number and diversity 0; symp. toms. No matter what sta 9 it )1 reached, Dr. Pierce’s Golden Me ical \ scovery will subdue it, if taken according to direc- tions for a reasonable length of time. If not cured, complications multiply and Consump- tion of the Lun .8. Skin Diseases, Heart Disease, Rheumatism, idney Disease, or other grave maladies are quite liable to set in and, sooner: or_late5 induce_ a fatal formulation. ,..,,‘ nu, DUNNg. BAKING POWDE‘E TL”: Flint/'0 urn-r P an Dr. Pierce’s Goldclt Medical Dis- covery acts powerfully upon the Liver, and through that great hlood-punfying organ, cleanses the system of all bloodâ€"mints and im- purities, from whatever cause arisin . 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