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Estelle clutched at Lady Elizabeth’s dress like a child. “ No, Liese,” she said. “ Perhapsâ€"” began Lady Elizabeth. “ I wish it,” said Anthony; and no more was to be said. It was his will, and he had the rightâ€"was he not her master by the law? His heart was heavy as lead, and his hopes had died down almost as soon as they had grown up. His Dead Sea apple had proved its bitterness. The light of his life was quenched; the woman he had loved and still lovedâ€"the woman whom he would have taken back in the face of the worldâ€"was but a living death, whose heart was in the grave of another. Never- theless he would watch by her to-nightâ€" tenderly as a mother by the cradle of her firstbornâ€"carefully as a miser guarding his treasureâ€"mournfully as one who watches the dead. And when to-morrcw} came he would decide on his plane. In any 1 case, these included an immediate return to England and the advice of experts. He would not believe that her state was irremediable. By judicious treatment her mental health and moral sanity would be restored, and years of happiness were yet before him. If the neighbors looked coldly on her, he would leave Thrift and go where their sad story was not known. She should never be reminded of her fault. It had been grave and damnable, but she had not been to blame. She had been weak, not Wicked; that scoundrel who, fortunately for himself, had died before vengeance had overtaken him, was the only one to blame. So he sat and thought, watching her pale impassive face for hours into the night, when, overpowered by the heat of the silent night, by the fatigue of travel, and the exhaustion consequent on his own emo. tions, his head sunk on the bed beside her own. and he fell heavily asleep. “I will Ware-h by her to-night," said Anyhogy, in_ hia_nqtho;itgtige will: " Very well, dear, I will go with you,” was the answer. "We do not leave her,” she said, turning to Anthony. “ Either I or the maid is always with her.” LadyElizabeth did not remind her that it was by her own wilful refusal to rise and dress that she was here to-day, as now for some days past. She was too glad to see the signs of improvement, as she read them, to argue about responsibilities. So d‘htelle‘a new Wish was gratified, and she dressed and came into the sitting-room before Anthony had got rid of the traces of his journey and had refreshed himself as Engljehmenfio. __ “ I am main glad,” said Caleb; and even Anthony had to recogniza the dog-like and unselfish devotion which lifted the miner‘s son out of the category of men of whom to be jealous, and put him into that of sexless saints. When the night had fully come and the activities of the day were over, Estelle got up and went over to Lady Elizabeth. “I am glad that I am not only a nuisance. Lady Elimbeth,” said Caleb, blushing to the tips of his ears. “ I thought I might be in the way, and so just took myself 015 that you might be shot of 11110.” “ We owe you too much ever to find you a. nuisance or in the way," she replied. with great kindness. “ Why, What should we have done without you ‘2” _ . “I am tired, Liea‘e,” she said abruptly. “ I nln going _to_bsd.”_ So the day were on, and nightfall came. Anthony had not been able to speak to Lady Elizabeth apart, and Caleb had wandered away into the hills, like one whose work was done. He was no longer wanted; and he felt himself an obstacle, an encumbrance, where so lately he had been the guardian and preserver. But Estelle evidently missed him, and looked round the room and to the door more than once, not saying what she wanted, but showing that she was uneasy about some- thing. When he returned toward evening she looked pleased, but did not speak, and Lady Elizabeth -»Anthony notwithstanding ~â€"eaid kindly, to give him pleasure, the poor omad’haun, “We have missed you, Mr. Stagg. and so has our dear invalid." “When 1 left Thritt I Went to Mary Crosby’s. and hid there for years, I think. She is Mrs. Latimer’s daughter, and gave us money. They were cheating us at home, and bribed me to keep the secret." Then she laughed, in a. mindless, foolish way, with a. note of maliciousuesa in the discord. Nothing that she could have said would have so disturbed he): hearers as this ap- parent cynicism. How changed she was to be able to make this shameless confession! V‘ifidwfllong were you there?” asked An- thgpy, t_utnin_g away hjs gyea: 1 . ‘ Sh'e'glanoeduat hi'm fart-ively, and a look of sgsgicion came o_ver 1;er_face.. _,~-,L,, . “ I do not iémexfiber," she said, shortly, and for some time after this relapsed into ailgucq angi would not Elnang _ All that day Estelle was in the same stateâ€"vivid, alert, feverishâ€"insane. But with the preternatural cunning of insanity she concealed her state with the skill of a finished actress, and no one but an expert would have seen her real condition behind her assumed brightness and responsiveness. Her eyes, however, would have betrayed her to those who could read them. Un- steady, quick, suspicious, watchful, they had in them all the well-known distrust and slyness other state, and belied the more favorable symptoms of her lucid speech. Hers only in shape and color, they had not a trace of their former ex- pression. They were the eyes of a maniac, with just so much conscious intelligence as ambled her to feign for better concealment. She startled Anthony, and more than startled him, by saying suddenly, abruptly, with_nothing to lead up to it: It was curious how rational, alive, co- herent she had become. Her face was flushed, her large eyes were feverishly bright, her whole being seemed strung and stirred. She was herself and yet not her- self. Her mind was no longer clouded and oppressed, and yet it; was not sane nor healthy. Not the living logâ€"the organized statueâ€"she was more like an incarnate flame, self-consuming and self-destroying. Yet none of the deer people around herâ€" all loving her as they did, but ellinex- perienoed in the phases of her maladyâ€" ieared the, consequences of this sudden reaction. On the contrary, they rejoiced in her renewed lucidity, and even Lady Elizabeth did not read the signs bright. WT-iish‘t’ $113, m 1 in bed, LieEe w sh} asked. " I am quite well. Lela me get up. Let me go out. I am well. Why am I kept here ?" W ‘r‘rYrou shall get up, darling,” said her friend. ” It is betjzpy for you._" __ Then Estelle openedgher eyBs and looked ESTELLE’S INFATUATION: Ah, how shall we proclaim his worth, His virtues how uniwld '2 0f tender thoughts there is no dearth, But written words are cold. A meek and holy spirit set A modest shrine within, And eloquence whose pleading yet Ne‘er failed our hearts to Win. Nor gold. nor gems, nor purple flue Hath fallen to his share, Yet doth he own by right divine Treasures to us more fair. A mantle of humility That‘s nevercast aside, A heart where truth and dignity And charity abide. A soul in which a. constant flame Of love for men burned clear, In whose pure light a. selfish aim Ignobla must appear. These gifts in perfect union blent Have cast a. wondrous spell And many hearts to-day am rent With griel too deep to tell. But in their voicelessdopths will sleep One germ as strong as death A memory that will freshness keep While love has life and breath. A NOVEL. Our Vicar. Marl, “ But you were her confidential servant,” i said Mrs. Clanricnrde, sharply‘ “I don’t know, sir," was the glib reply. " When We left London Mrs. Latimer had them all packed up and sent away. I know nothing more of them.”~ “Are? they warehoused or at the bank 5’" askeg Geo_rge. __ “ Where are the bronzea and old china. my cousin collected?” then inquired Mr. Clanricarde. “ Has Mrs. Latimer left; a. will? " asked Mrs. Clanricarde. “ I don't know, ma’am.” Mary answered; “ she has never talked much to me about her affairs.” if she, 'were to put arsanio in tileir tea and throw them off the scent foreverâ€"~thnt scent which was new so bug-nng l Questioned about Mrs. Letimer, she had the melancholy intelligence to give of imminent danger and extreme debility. When she said this she put up her apron to her eyes and shed genuine tears, while Mr. and Mrs. Clanrioarde looked at each other, and not even that soft-hearted George could find words of condolence on the spur of the moment. They came after consideration. But really even he thought that an old creature, long past 80, who had been standing for the last 10 years in the shoes which he wanted to wear, and which were rightfully his, had had long enough innings, and that the time had come when she ought to retire. He murmured, how- ever, something thet sounded like pity and condolence; but Mary caught the pretence in his voice and noted the silence of Mrs. Clenricarde, and wondered, in a rapid kind of way, whether she could escape detection When they arrived at the house they were met by Mary Crosby, who opened the door to them and ushered them into the front drawing’room. Duels are none the less deadly when conducted with courtesy ; and this was Mary Crosby's thought if put into different words. Hence she paid these two enemiesâ€"greater enemies than they themselves yet knewâ€"the most flattering court, and at a. bound won that foolish George’s heart, and established herself therein as a really good and superior person. Mrs. Clanricarde was more cautious. She could read far better than could her husband ; and the hidden nature of this resolute, hard-visaged woman, with the square jaw, compressed lips, searching eyes, and general hardness of demeanor, was scarcely in accord with her soft words and boundless attentions; and being in this disaeeord, her carcs awakened more suspicion than gave pleasure. at him, first with a shudder and then a. mule. She slid her hands in among her coi}s oi hair, which she dragged from their fasteninga as she took from among them a. small phial, which ahe uncorked. At first she answered No, she would not go. There was no necessity for it. She disliked the not of travelling, and there was nothing to be got by this journr-y. If Mrs. Latimer diedâ€"~she died, and they would come in for the money ; but then she re- flected that perhaps the servant might lay pilfering hands on unconsidered trifles, which that foolish George would never see, and which it needed a woman of perspicacity to discover. So she suddenly resolved on go- ing too, and she made her husband understand how great the effort was and how direful she felt the necessity to be, all owing to his ingrained stupidity. To which he answered, rather dryly : “ What a pity your mother blundered, my Louise 1 She spoiled the making of a man in you.” " Yes,” said Louise, as dryly. “ A better man than I have found in you.” “ To my sorrow," said George. “ To something more than sorrow with me,” was he: reply, in her high-pitched, French voice, with its accent of complaint and irritated inflection. “ They shall not separate us, Charlie l” she said softly to herself, her eyes strained up to the ceiling of the room while she drank the contents of that little bottle to the last drop. She was smiling, and her face had a rapt ecstatic look, for there, visible to her eyes, she saw the face of the one she loved, besutified, glorified, freed from all trace of suffering and disease, looking at her with love, while his hands were held out as i! to receive her. Then, still smiling, her eyes still fixed, a change came over her. Her heart ceased to beat, her blood ceased to flow; what visions or what thoughts possessed her no man could know, for the thing we call the life had gone, and she lay on the bed motionless and dead. “ You must go at once, George," said Mrs. Olanricarde to her husband, speaking in he_r sparp, perempgox‘xway: “ She was no more past eighty than he was," he said, scornfully, wondering what was at the back of the fraud, and angry that such a cheat should have been sought to be played off on him, but most of all indignant that he should have been taken for a fool. What did it mean ? Why should this woman of 60 odd, and vigorous for her age, seek to make herself 20 years older? and why should the hands of one presumably a lady show signs of hard work and rough usage ? A mystery was behind these appearances, and he went to Mr. Trotter for such insight as he ought to give. As the clergyman who had so fre- quently paid his offical visits and adminis- tered godly consolation. he might have some olew. But Mr. Trotter was a student whose books had given him lore, not know- ledge, and he was of no use as a detective adjutant. Nevertheless, he was brought to a proper state of doubt and suspicion, and Mary knew that the net was closing round her. Not to send word to the Clanricardes was to confess to the packed cards and loaded dice of her game. To have them hereâ€"even that foolish Georgeâ€"was to be discovered as sure as fate. But the doctor insisted, the clergyman exhorted, the nurse refused the responsibility ; and, like the general stir which sent the pig over the stile, and the old woman to her supper, when the dog began to worry the cat, and the cat began to eat the rat, the pressure of events was too strong for the obstructing sentinel, and the Clanricardes had to be communicated with. The letter was sent just at the time when Mrs. Clanricarde, her toilette finally completed, was prepar- ing to go over to Montana, but was hindered by the news of Estelle’s sudden deathâ€"â€" which she wept over as heart-breaking and characterized as inconvenient. So that, when she found that old Mrs. Latimer was dangerously ill, the sense of hope and relief which it brought went far to mitigate her sorrow by reducing the weight of its inconvenience. “And 370,11: mthofiisa‘?" he asked, amiably, turning his other cheek as was his wont. When Anthony awoke he found her stiff and cold. Her eyes were still opened wide and lips were parted with a. smile. Her curling heir fell over the pillow and her arms like a. cloud, and in her white hand, with the long taper fingers still crossed, was hidden 1} little bottle drained tothc last drop and smelling of bitter almonds. By this she had secured the swift passage she desired and had meditated; and by this she had passed from the night of her bondage to the glad day of her release. UNMASKED. Mary Crosby, {or the most part; ready for any emergency, was rather at the end of her resources. Mrs. Latimer had been inconsiderate enough to have an attack of congestion of the lungs, which necessitated careful examination by the doctor, threatened fatal consequences, and. made it absolutely necessary for one who was only a servant to adopt an above-board and straightforward kind of behavior. A nurse was insisted on by the medical man, and Mary was ordered to communicate her state to Mrs. Latimer's natural belongings. When he was told the old lady’s reputed age the doctor gave the chronicle: the direct lie, and docked off 20 years at a blow. That I Eeally can’t say, sin” answered CHAPTER XIII. This was not true, but it served its purpose as well as if it had been. That good fat sum at last taken out ofthe mattress and invested in Console, the bonds whereof deposited in the county bank, under the name of Molly Dance, could have told a different story had any one known it. “ Hawaii you spe'ak of Mrs. Harford !" said Anthony, in white heat. “ Mrs. Hariord dependent on you 1 " “ That may be, air,” said Mary, at little less insolently ; “ but it makes a. difference how you use the money. We lived poorly, aid mother and me, and all we saved we gave to Master Charlie to let him marry Miss Estelle ; or to Mrs. Harford when she ran away.” So'nie one haduto speak, and it saémed his turn. “ What excuse ? A sight better than you can give for your selling of your daughter,” said Mary. “ We kept Master Charlie for years, did we ; and We kept Mr. Hariord’a wife for nigh a. year. It was we as paid for everythingâ€"their food here, Mrs. Harford’s very boots and under-linen, and for their expenses out there. We kept them, I say, and did better with the‘money than any one of you would, I reckon.” VirThQIt Vdoeé {Jot make'it lets atheft, Mgry,” said Geoggg Clanrfcarde‘, gnildy. “What excuse can you make, you wretched creature, you thief, for cheating us out of the money that belonged to us all these years I” cried Mrs.Cla.n1-icarde, still almost beside herself from the morified rage of one who has keen balked andLliigsppsaessea.~ " No, Mr. Buford, sir,” said Mary ; “ it is no time now for silence. You and yours have got to hear the truth. It I have to fight for my life I’ll fight all I know, as anybody would who’d got it to do. I am sorry to hurt you ; but you’ll have to be hurt.” “A servant is never roany in the con- fidence of her mistress.” answered Mary, demuroly. " Ladies Like Mrs. Latimer tell us little things, but not great ones, and I know no more of my lady’s affairs than you do. And not so much," she added, without a blush. “ Silence, womai! ” thundered Anthony, his face as dark as a demon'e. “ Shameless yourself! " retorted Mary, flinging back the words like a bullet. “ Me and mother didn’t sell a poor young lady for money to a man she cared for no more than a sack of potatoes. We didn't make a. fine young gentleman dead when he Wasn’t, and bring a heap of misery and misfortune to every one all roungi.” “ It is very odd,” then said Mrs. Clnnriâ€" oarde, more and more uneasy and aus- picious, seeing in this absence of costly art treasures the first act of denudation. “ I cannot understand it.” “ Now that mother has gone, I care nothing about any of you,” said Mary, slightly snapping he; fingers. “ I kept her warm and comfortable for her lifetime, and I can do my 7 years, or even 10, if need be, now I am by Elyseuf’ , . ... .- “ Perhaps she has left some noticeâ€" some instruction,” said Mary. “She had a lot of papers, I know." “ Where ?" asked Mrs. Clanricarde. “In a. box upstairs,” said Mary. So there wereâ€"old love letters, and business papers relating to the early lives of the dead and gone Lstimers, but of aught that should be of use or prove a. clew in the present condition of things not a trace. Not even a. check-book norabsnker’s book shed light on receipts, savings, or ex- penditure,and when things came to be looked into, of the last quarter’s annuity not more than five pounds were left for current expenses. But Msry’shouse-keep- ing expenses were plain and correct to the last furthing, and each week tallied with the amount set down with scrupulous fidelity, as, “Received frofh Mrs. Latimer. £32," or “£2 103.," sometimes “£3,” and for a. long time as much as " £5,” or even more. "‘3 You are a' sfinmeleas wretoh I “ said Mrs. Clanricarde, almost tearful from tinge}: AT BAY. The game was up, but Mary stood her ground. “You may do your worst,” she said,defiantly,when she was baled before the authorities assembled in the drawing-room ; “ and your worst will not do you much good." U As yet the police had not been sent for until Mr. Harford had been summoned home. ” She deserved it, if any one ever did,” said Mary, sobbing ; and the doctor, wish shalt-smile in his eyes, went into the room to inform Mr. and Mrs. Clanricarde, the nearest of kin, and the deceased lady’s heirs, of the demise of their relation, who passed for over 80, and was certainly 15 years younger, and whose hands bore the traces of hard work and rough usage. Then said Mrs. Clanricarde. enlightened as by a sudden revelation, “ George, we have been robbed! Call the police. This woman was not Mrs. Latimer, and Mary Crosby is the thief 1 ” “ Leave the room, you wretchl you sinful and abominable woman I" cried Mrs. Clan- ricarde; and Mary, saying, as her parting shot, “And this is the gratitude of the quality 1” beat a speedy retreat, glad to be relieved from tho heckling she had underâ€" gone. As she went out of the room she met the doctor and the nurse coming down the stairs. " It is all over 1" they said. “ The poor lady has gone." Mary gave a sharp cry. “ I should have so liked to see her again 1” she said, paasionately weeping. “ She was always a good mistress to 11101 I should have liked to see her once more." Why is this so high?" asked Mrs. Clanricarde,when she glanced over the book. “ Mrs. Latimer had two young friends,” said Mary, wit-h consummate self-posses- sion, “They came and stayed here for a couple of months or more." Mary hesitated for a moment; then she suddenly decided on her line of action. She had never been quite sure what she should do if this question were put to herâ€" whether she should boldly confess, and so, as it were, bribe the father and mother to silence, or gloss it over into an in- eignifiaant visit of indifferent people. She did not know that Estelle was dead, and Mre. Clanricarde’e mourning might mean any one besides a daughter. Acting, then, on half knowledge, she made a bold move, and said, quietly, “ Mr. Charles Osborne, ma'am, and young Mrs. Harford.” “Too late now,” said the doctor; and “ She is in heaven,” added the nurse. “ Infamous wretch ! and you say that to me, her mother, to my face !" cried Mrs. Clanricarde, rising and facing the woman standing there calm, a little sneering malicious and triumphant. " I could not let them starve," said Mary, tossing up her head. “ They had no money, and Mrs. Letimer took them in out of pure compassion. If their own deserted them, and left them on the streets, Mrs. Latimer was too kind to do so too. That was how the money went, Mrs. Clanricnrde ; and more to the back of the weekly bills, I can tell you! Those two nearly ruined my poor mistress, and took, to my knowledge, every halfpenny she had sawed. And she had saved something that would have come in handy now with all these expenses about.” “ Wretchea 1” said Mrs. Clanricarde, strongly agitated. ” I shall give you in charge of the police, Mary. You shall be put in prison as sure as you are alive.” .-. -.- 1 n. " Very well, ma'am," said Mary; “and let the whole story come out in open court. 1 am willing, I am sure. I have done nothing to be ashamed of, and if you, a mother, choose to bring the story forward, I’ll not back out of it. But I’d warn you to think twice before you do. lt's an ugly story at the best.” “‘Who were they ‘2” was the next quas- tion. CHAPTER XIV. According to Peter Henderson, ordinary stable manure is yet almost exclusiveiy used by the market gardeners of Hudson County, N.J., and that at the rate of seventy-fivetons to the acre. Very little phosphate or other concentrated manures fire used on lands continually under tillage, The late Dr. Austin Flint, Professor in Bellevne Hospital Medical College, Fellow of the New York Academy of Medicine, member of the State medical societies of New York. Virginia, Rhode Island, Massa- chusetts, eta, says in speaking of advanced kidney disease (or Bright’s): “Fatal ter- mination is many times due to pericarditis (heart disease), apoplexy, difficult breath- ing, dropsy.” The foregoing are but symp- toms of diseases. That being the case there is nothing absurd in the claim made by the proprietors of Warner’s Safe Cure that they prevent apoplexy and cure heart dis- ease, etc., with Warner's Safe Cure. Why? Because it removes the cause of disease, and when the cause is removed the syrup. tom called a dismse is cured. ' Snifkiusâ€"Yes, I’ve heard his grand father was hanged at sea. Nautical and Genealogica). Snipkinsâ€"Hia pedigree is as long as a yard 21mg). Better Late Than Never. In 1873 a man named Wilson, who lives in Oshawa, was robbed of a. gold watch and $4 in cash and the thief was never detected. On Tuesday Mr. Wilson received a package by express from the State of Indiana, and upon opening it he found the watch along with a. cheque for the money stolen, together with interest from the date of the robbery. “Truth is truth, sir,” Mary answered, sullenly. “ Your good lady had no one else to see her through her troubio, and We did, mother and me. I don’t think we deserve ballymgging from any of you for that some," she added, with a false air of whimpering. “ She came to us, poor young lady, in her trouble. What were we .0 do 7 Turn her out into the streets, or take care of her ? Mother and me talked it over, but we thought it would be a. treacherous sort of thing to do to turn her back, when she trusted us. So We kept her secret, and no one was the wiser. It’s not every one would have done so much, though I says it as shouldn't.” In a recent paper on the hygiene of Japanese houses the common ides. that dwelling houses in that country are very unhealthy was distinctly diaproved. The remnrkably small infant mortality among the Japanese shows that their houses are healthy and suited to their modes of life. The quality of the effects produced by aluminum and copper diaphragms for tele- phones is very remarkable, as they give the timbre of sounds and of articulate speech far better than iron.‘ “ No,” returned Mrs. Clanricarde, with a virtuous scoff. “ It is not every honest woman that would have harbored a run- away wife and her pal-amour.” The amount of rain with a falling baro- meter in Great Britain is twice that with a rising barometer. The ratio diminishes as we go eastward. In recent years it has been claimed by chemists that the changes attending the dissolution of metals in acifls are only in part electrical and in part chemical. “hey did kindiy," said that foolish George, hi§7r_est_less eggs £1111 ofi gem. ‘ u They did damna’bly," said Anthony, warmly: “ And you would have had us betray Master Charlie Osborne, who was like my own ‘2 ” fired up Mary. “ You would have us send for you, and let you do with that poor young gentleman what you would, and treat that poor younglady like a Tory? No, Mr. Hariord, sir, I know my duty to God and my neighbors better than that ; and I hope I shall always be done by as I have done to others.” Oil to be spread on stormy waves has been inclosed in 9. cartridge and fired from an ordinary breech-loading gun, giving most excellent results. There was silence. If Mary‘s eloquence had not reached the hearts of her hearers, the father’s emotion had at least shamed the mother to quiescence, and Anthony’s large words had removed from his bosom some of his own perilous stuff. For all his momentary excitement against the woman who had harbored his wife in her sin, he was substantially softened to the deed. Remembering what he had felt in the early days, he knew that Mary and her mother had kept him from committing a crime and had saved two livesâ€"if but for more prolonged suffering. He felt, morever, that all this dirty linen had best be washed at home. To give Mary into cuetodynnd to have her committed for trial would be to flood the world with scandalous details, at once ridiculous and nauseous. It would be better to compound the felony and let her go free. Recent experiments with sugar as a pre- ventive for incrusmtion of steam boilers are reported as giving very satisfactory results. “Your duty to Goa!” flamed out Anthony. ” Your duty to the devil, you mean." For all that he was a. magistrate, and so far bound to obey the law he administered, Anthony’s American experience had made him more individual than social; and he was so mafioso to the extent of liking to settle his own affairs with his own right hand, rather than have them settled for him by judge and jury and afterward analyzed by the press. Man-No ; can‘t sleep in the light; want the room dark. Ministerâ€"Are you Mraid in the dark ? Womanâ€"Indeed I am ; I have always had a bright light in my room. Minister ~Do you like many bedclothes? Manâ€"All I can pile on. Ministerâ€"Do you ? Womanâ€"No ; they suffocaée me. Ministerâ€"J hereby pronounce you man and wife, and may the Lord have mercy on your mullâ€"New York Weekly. His difliculty at the present moment was not to let Mary see that he was inclined to her deliverance for fear of the world’s talk and for the instinct of self-preservation, but to wrap up the truth in an opaque envelope of part gratitude for the care taken of his erring wife, part consideration for the woman herself, qua woman. and so recently afflicted. It was not possible for him to show the truth. How often. indeed, eagerly of us ? '3GC New Marriage Service. Good Minister (a married man)â€"Do you wish to marry this woman ? Manwl do. Ministoero you wish to marry this man ? Woman-I do. Ministeero you like the city as a place of residence ? Manâ€"No ; I prefer the suburbs. Ministerâ€"Do you like the suburbs ‘r‘ Womanâ€"No. indeed ; I prefer the city. Ministerâ€"Am you a. vegetarian in diet 7 b nfian+NC~j “late vegetables. I live. on ee . Manâ€"Yes ; I want the window way down, summer and winter. Minister-Do you like so much fresh air? Womanâ€"No ; it would kill me. I want all windows closed. Ministerâ€"Do you like a light in the room ? Mary was the first to break the silence. As astute as she was insolent, she saw the situation clearly enough, and she would let them know that she saw it. Womanâ€"I can’t bear meat. I am a. \Veggparian. Ministerâ€"Do you like a. sleeping-mom well ventilated ‘2 In (ha Scientific World. (To be Continued). At the Kindergarten. “ Now, children, what is the name of the meal you eat in the morning ‘2" “ Oat- meal,” replies a precocious member 01'. the class. - Young infe (weirily)â€"~I have aged rapiély since I married. Aged Rapidly. Young Husbandâ€"What, you are twenty- five years old to-day ? Why, you told me a year ago, just before the wedéing, that you were onlyA twenty. ” Hot water is now a. remedy so popular and varied in its applications that; it; is not aurprieing to hear is recommended for the treatment of inflamed and itching eyes. An American writer, a. woman Whose eyesight was wonderful, considering her age and the immense amount of labor she performed, attributed it mainly to the custom of bathing her eyes freely in water as hot as could be borne, night and morning, a habit continued for manyyears. â€"Bufllz-.’o Times. Many a Child is ‘ieart Hungry for a Little Encouragement. Parents are too often slow to see the motive of their children’s kindest actions. Alittle fellow has been reading of some young hero who helped his father and mother in all sorts of ways; and after racking his brains to think how he, too, can help, he remembers that he can fetch his father’s slippers and take his boots away and put them in the proper place. Without saying a word to anybody when evening comes he does it, but the father is so occupied that he notices not what the boy has done. The little fellow hopes on, thinking that when he goes to bed his father will say how pleased he was to see Charley so willing to help; but not a word is uttered, and the boy goes to bed with a choking feeling in his throat and says his prayers by the bedside with a sadness very ‘ real in his heart. Parents often complain i of children not being so ready to help as they should be. The fault is with the par- ents, who have not known how to evoke feelings with which the heart of every child is richly stored. All words of ap- proval are helpful and encouraging. In a large family there have been days of anxiety and care. The eldest daughter by her skill in teaching has earned a little extra money, and without a word to any one she lays nearly all of it out in buying things that are much needed in the house. What joy fills her heart when a fond mother takes her aside, and with emotion that cannot be concealed says how thank- ful she is for such considerate kindness, and murmurs : ” I don't know what we should do without you, darling I” My friends, do not be so chary of these words of encouragementâ€"Good Words. At the meeting of the Ontario Medical Association yesterday, Dr. W. T. Aikins, Toronto, read a paper on “ The General Management of the Patient and Sink Room in Canada. ’ He maintained that Cana- dians were‘not eo robust generally as Old Country people on account of the bad ven- tilation of the houses, particularly during the winter, when stoves consumed the pure air and Windows were seldom or ever opened. He described a. process of filtering the air and exhibited a. piece of gauze or cotton batting to be used in lieu of the Window of the room of a. sick or consumptive patient, showing how it prevented the entrance of impurities, including smoke and duet. A fast young man decided to make to a young lady a. formal offer of his hand and heartâ€"dill he was worthâ€"hoping for a. cor- dial reception. He cautiously prefaced his declarations with a few questions, for he had no intention of “throwing himself sway.” Did she love him well enough to live we cottage with him? Was she 1). good cook? Did she think it a wife’s duty to make a home happy 7 Would she con- sult'his tastes and wishes concerning her associates and pursuits in life? Was she economical? Could she make her own clothes ? etc. The young lady said that before she answered his questions, she would assure him of some negatiVe virtues she possessed. She never drank, smoked or chewed; never owed a bill to her laundrcss or tailor; never stayed out all night playing billiards; never lounged on the street corners and ogled giddy girls ; never ” stood in " with the boys for cigars or wine suppers, “NOW,” said she, rising indignantly, “ I am assured, by those who know, that you do all these things, and it is rather absurd for you to expect all the virtues in me, While you do not possess any yourself. I can never be your wife ;" and she bowed him out and left him on the cold doorstep, u madder if not B. wiser munâ€"Health Journal. Englishmen sometimes ask, How comes it that a young country like Canada has forced her way ahead of almost all oom- petitors in the cheese markets of Great Britain? No rents, little taxes, and great natural resources will, no doubt, suggest an answer in part; but if some further in- fluence is to be sought, as we believe it must be, it may be found in the judicious stimulous which the industry receives from the governing authorities in the various Prov1nces. 'l‘ake Ontario as an instance. Where in England will one find an organiza- tion which provides the farmers tree of charge with such a bulletin as that entitled “Notes for Cheese-makers for May," which Mr. James W. Robertson, the Professor of Dairying at the Guelph Provincial College, has prepared, and which has by this time reached all Ontario farmers through the Provincial Department of Agriculture? In the first place we find nine practical sugges- tions as to the management of factories and their surroundings; next come thirty suggestions on “ Milk and Making; ” and lastly four suggestions for the patrons of each cheese factory. In this little eight- paged pamphlet the Ontario farmer has a vadc mccum to the highest forms of cheese- making. What wonder that with such a royal road to success pointed out to him he should outdistance his competitors even in European marketsâ€"«Canadian Gazette, London. We agree with that old poet who said that a low, soft voice was an excellent thing in woman. Indeed, we feel inclined to go much further than he has on the subject and call it one of her crowning charms. No matter what other attractions she may have; she may be as fair as the Trojan Helen. and as learned as the famous Hypa- tia of ancient times ; she may have all the accomplishments considered requisite at the present day and every advantage that wealth may procure, and yet if she lack a low, sweet voice she can never be really fascinating. How often the spell of beauty is broken by loud, coarse talking. How often you are irresistibly drawn to a plain, unassuming woman, whose soft, silvery tones render her positively attractive. Besides, we fancy we can judge of the character by the voice; the bland, smooth, fawning tone seems to us to betoken deceit and hypocrisy as invariably as the musical, subdued voice indicates a genuine refine- ment. In the social circle how pleasant it is to hear a woman talk in that low key which always characterizes the true lady. In the sanctuary of home how such a voice soothes the iretiul temper and cheers the weary husband. How sweetly such cadence floats through the sick chamber and around the dying bed; with what a solemn melody do they breathe a prayer for a departing soul.â€"-Ncw York Telegram. Ontario‘s Success in Making Cheese. Hot Water fur lnflamed Eyes. The Atlmct‘ion of a Soft Voice. She had a “ford or Two to Say. NOTHING LIKE PRAISE. Consumption in Canada. The Philadelphia Record, commenting upon the new Minnesota. law for the punish- ment of drunkenness, asks: “Who is to judge whether a Mlnnesotan be drunk or sober?” Whereupon the Minneapolis Tri- bune replies: “The Minnesotan’s wife, good friend; the Minnesotan's Wife.” The Congregationalist reports that one of the quaint old Scottish preachers in Edin- burgh recently used this phrase in his prayer: “ O Lord, bleee those who are at home, unable to be present; these who might be here if they would; bless the poor, and bless the rich, who after {hair funerals, will be poor l” “Yams, I know yomah name. You-ah fathah was one of my gwandfathah’s keep- ers.” “Inflced. I new: heard that my father looked after the monkeys.” AUSTIN FLINT, M. D., late professor of the principles of practice of medicine and of clinical medicine in the Bellevue Hospi- tal Medical College, says of Bright’s Disease: “Pain in the loins is rarely a prominent symptom, and is often wanting. This statement also applies to tenderness on pressure over kidneys.” It is not safe, therefore, to argue that you have not kidney disease because you have no local symptoms of it. Your only sure plan is to use Warner’s Safe Cure as soon as the most remote symptoms appear. £110 E-“abhionubiu Grown; :25 Foam to the (‘mnplexinm The coming bonnet is a subject of feminine interest, but the staying one ‘ appeals much more to mankind. If there is anything under heaven a man loathes worse than getting up early in the morning or going to bed early at night it is to be walking with a woman who is never quite certain as to Whether her bonnet intends to remain on her head or to take wings unto itself and settle in an ash barrel. The chances are she objects to pins in the first place, and the other chances are that if she approves of bonnet pins she doesn’t know how to place them. You cannot wear your hair low and pin your bonnet to it without that bonnet rising in rocking-horse fashion and giving you a distracted appearance. and you need not rely on strings to keep your bonnet on your head. If you wear your hair low you have got to have a small pad of false hair, which you lay right on top of your head, fasten down securely, and when your bonnet is put on stick your pins through it; then and then only are you safe, and then and then only is the man of your heart certain that your bonnet is the prettiest he has ever seen. because, as he emphatically puts it, “ It stays on.” 7 “ If he ever â€"gets into a fight with & short~haired boy he’ll get spoiled quick enough.”â€"â€"C’hicago Harald. ” I sfian’fi, John. What, spoil ourLittla LorQFgmntleroy I” 1‘10 Chance in 3 Fight. ‘.‘ Sarah, why on earth don’t you cut thntiboy’s haif ‘g" Mr. Quickwit (to Mrs. Coarseair, who is profusely bedecked with imitation dia- mozxds)â€"~Madame, you remind me of an open-faced watch. Mrs. Goaraeairâ€"How so? Te, he, be! Mr. Qaickwinâ€"Your crystal is so promi- nentâ€"Jewellers Weekly. Queen Victoria’s Sensible Shoes. A shoemaker from London, who worked in the shop where Queen Victoris’s shoes are made, bei; g interviewed by a reporter, said : " I suppose the Queen‘s number is at least a six and she wears a ssnsible shoe, long and broad, with a low heel, and plenty of room at the toes. She has several bun- ions and corms, you know. I suppose her common sense ideas about shoes didn’t come to her until late in life. I remember making a pair of ball shoes for the Princess Beatrice just before 1 left. She has a foot something like her mother’s. lt was short and fat, the ankle being what you might call boxed just a little. Her number was a four and she wore out perhaps sdczen pairs 5 year.” Among the very latest colors are a green that gives you a beautiful complexion, beautiful in the sense of being desirable as an advertisement before certain liver pills are taken, and a crimson shade that makes the average brunette look black and the average blonds corpse-like. And yet women wear both these colors and make positive that most clever and true French saying : “ There are no ugly women ; there are only women who do not know how to look pretty." Continental Drunkards and Their Treat- ment. An habitual drunkard in Sweden and Norway is treated as a criminal, in this sense, that his inordinate love of strong drink renders him liable to imprisonment ; and whilst in confinement it appears he is cured of his bad propensities on a plan that, though simple enough, is said to pro- duce marvellous effects. From the day the confirmed drunkard is incarcerated no other nourishment is served to him or her but bread and wine. The bread, however, it should be said, cannot be eaten apart from the wine, but is steeped in a bowl of it, and left to soak thus an hour or more before the meal is served to the delinquent. The first day the habitual toper takes his food in this shape without the slightest repugnance. The second day he finds it less agreeable to his palate, and very quickly he evinces a positive aversion for it. Generally, we read, eight or ten days of this regime is more than sufficient to make a man loathe the very sight of wine, and even refuse the prison dish set before him. This manner of curing drunken habits is said to succeed almost without an exception, and men or women who have undergone the treatment not only rarely return to their evil way, but from sheer disgust they frequently be- come total abstainers afterwards.â€"Evening Standard. Do not allow any ventilation in a horse car on a. rainy morning. It might exhilar- ntefithe passenger’s tq_deeds of violqnc-p. Carry your umbrella very care-fully and you can just: manage to drain one quarter section of it down the mack of the person who is so unfortunate as; to be a head ofycu. He will appreciate this. Waterproofgarments may be d-epended upon to shed water upon other folks. That seems to be the chief object of their exist- ence. The Men Who Stand to Win. People go to a public gaming table with their eyes open. They know at Monte Carlo that the zero is against them at roulette, and they are content to face the certainty of the refuit at tho rouge et noir. Consequently they are assured that the bank must win in the long run, and they back their highly speculative chances in full conneisance do cause. But the sharp- witted innocents who stand “ to win " upon unknown horses, while professing to calcu- late chances, never care to count with cer- tainties. Yet surely it might be worth their While to consider that the great world of betting men and tipsters must live. A few of the book-makers make fortunes out of the victims who are fleeced ; many more might retire upon competencies were they only decently prudent; and, in any case, the indispensable expenses of the professional are enormous. The net profits at the best are but a small percent- age on the heavy gross outlayâ€"Saturday Review. Rules for a Rainy Day. If the umbreiia is at the “ other end of the line," bear it patiently. Some other umbrella. will do just as well. Be sure and inform every one you meet that “ it rains.” Otherwise they might remain in ignorance of the damp fact. ‘ BONNETS AND 1’ 1N8. Mr. Quickwlt Moralizes. CATAN MEDICINE "COMPANY, 18 w. 14th St, N. York. ’ SARAVIA,the great Mexican Remedy, positively and permanently cures all femaleitrcgularatios. Avaluable medicine. Belief immediate. Price $1. "Semi for circulars YU- 55x11: mark books, linen, etc. SI / Ag vb” “’ith your name, to printcmrdfi ngle stamn 250. Club of six, $1.00. Cash to accom any order. ll. BARNARD, Rubber orks, Hamilton, Ont. They Died With Him \Vlicu August flintzo Passed Away. A crowd of children were yesterday after- noon peering into the basement of a big tenement house at No. 414 East Seventy- ninth street, where August Hintze, an old man whose face had been for years a familiar one in the neighborhood, had been found dead in bed. He was a widower, 77 years old, and lived alone in two dark little rooms with two canary birds, a tamin of white mice and a woolly-haired terrier. Save for an occasional visit from his two grown-up sons, one of whom is in Nevada and the other in this oity, no one ever came to see him. Last Saturday night the old man went home, followed by his dog, and lay down on his bed. Sunday he did not appear and most of that day his dog kept howling. Yesterday morning the janitor of the tenement became alarmed and broke open the door. The windows were all closed and the gas turned on. Hintze was undressed, in bed, dead. and stretched by his side, also dead, was his inseparable companion. the dog. The white mice on the window sill and the canary birds near by were also dead in their cages. QUERY: If Mr. Page's business is the largest in its line in the United States, is it not the best possible proof of his ability to {my highest prices ? If he did not do so, would he naturally get more Skins than any ofhia compemtors in the same line? iNIPERiAL PE AN D P; L7 STA M‘ THE COQK’S BEST FRIENB The Shoe :12 Leather Reporter. N‘ Y., and Shoe d? Leather Review, Chicago, the leading trade papers of the U.8. in the Hide line, have sent theh representatives to investigate Mr. Page‘s bus! new, and after a. thorough examination and com pa.rison_ tlge Begm‘fe‘r gives hjmntly'fi gpdorgqmenn for us. Cash Furnished on satisfactory guarant‘ Address, (3. S. PAGE, Hyde Park, Vermont, U. : The police were notified, and Hintze’s son, who lives at No. 415 East Eighty-filth street, subsequently had the body removed to his home. It is thought that the old man was asphyxiated accidentally. The gas cock worked very loosely, and he pro- bably turned it on after turning it off, not knowing what he was doing. He suffered from an incurable malady, which at times deprived him of his senaes.â€"~New York World. â€"r “ ‘I am tired ofliving with such ahomely woman!” exclaimed William Rush, of Niagara Falls, as he walked away from his wife six weeks ago. The other day she was left a. legacy of $540,000, and William hur- ried back home to call her his angel wife, but she wouldn’t let him in. MERCHANTS,BUTGHERS‘ MEKUHAN'1'5,BU'1'UHEK5§§Z‘:?S§E We want a GOOD MAN in your locality to pick up Chronic nasal catarrhâ€"guamntced cure iDr. Sage’s Catarrh Remedy. Sold by druggists at 50 cents. A Milwaukee street car company is going to introduce the storage battery system. That does away with horses without Bub- stimtiug the overhead wire and its many poles. “I saw you at the opera. last night, Mr. Smytho. Did you enjoy it ‘?” “Yes, very much.” “Which part did you like best?” " Oh, I don’t; know exactly. It; struck me as being the prettiest when they all wore pink I” Dr. J. Herbert Claiborne, jun., talking in “ The Medical Classics” about removing in- sects from the ear, expresses the belief that " swcet oil is perhaps the best thing to keep the insect from moving. That is the first deeideratum. The oil, by its thick con- sistence, will so entangle and bedraggle the insect’s legs and Wings that the intolerable noise will be stopped. If oilbe not at hand use any liquid that is not poisonous or corrosive. Water will probably be within the reach of every one. This is also more liable to float him out, too, than either sweet oil or glycerine. It has been sug. gested to blow tobacco smoke in the ear to stupefy the insect. We cannot indorse this advice; tobacco smoke blown into the ear of a child has been known to cause alarm- ing symptoms. When the movements of the intruder have been arrested syringe the ear gently with warm water. All manner of insects and bugs have been found in the ear, but you can never tell in a given case who the rude caller is knocking at the door of your brain until you have him out.” In this age of push and worry, the busi- ness man and t-he professional man are alike unable to devote any adequate time to exercise. In the daily round of toil and yleasure, no suitable provision is made for that important function, and the result is that men of sedentary habits become Bub. jeoi to many forms of ailments arising from a torpid or sluggish liver. Constipation, sick headache, biliousness and dyspepsia. are all due to improper action of the liver. Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Purgative Pellets cure these troubles by restoring the liver to its normal condition. Farmers coming to and from the sur- rounding country report the presence of myriads of grasshoppers. The recent rain killed off a. good many of them, but it neededa good deal colder downfall than any we have had yet to do much good. What with the grasshoppers and caterpil- lars, the outlook for the country districts is not so encouraging as it was aiottnight back when everything looked fair for phenomenal crops.â€"0ttawa Herald. There are men who make a. living by writing rhymes in which they extol the virtues of somebody’e tooth’wneh, or con- sumption cure, or Pnrgative Pellets. It rather grates upon one’a feelings to read a. pathetic stanza of poetry and finish by learning that Dr. Pieroe’a Golden Medical Discovery is the sovereign remedy for con- sumption in its early stages, for deranged liver, disordered kidneys, impure or imâ€" poverished blood. Snill this is absolutely true, and Why should not the truth be told in poetry as well as prose. CALF SKlNS DEAD AMONG HIS PETS. A Plague of Grasshoppers. Insects in the Ear. A Critical Opinion. Sedentm‘y Habits. {5!} N X». 25 89. Pills and Poetry.