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Mrs. Russell waw willing enough to go home. Mrs. B'ake’s lip curled as she thought why. She said nothing. but before goiu to bed telegraphed Lto her son. bidding iim come at once. She sailaa awav in search of her daughters and Philippa. Her head was in a. whirl. The Rector of Chelston about to make a mature who had worked on the treadmill and picked oakum his wife! Her prexaeuti~ ment had come true with a. vengeance. She walked from room to room in search of her charges, and mechanically murmured: "What an escape ! What an escape!" "I have a right to know all about her.” said Mrs. Blake icily. “For the sake of sealing your lips, I may tell you that Per- cival intended marrying her. What an en- cape ! In prison I What an escape l” _ "I suppose so. But why do you want to know? 1 wish I had slid nothing." “Then,” said M's Blake‘ With emphatic pauses, “aha hasâ€"actually beenâ€"in pri- non?" “Her husbandâ€"a fearful rogueâ€"was tried for forging and swindling The rascal tried to save himself at her expense. She was tried with him. The man was sent to penal servitude for five years " “Yes, yes~â€"but the woman 7" “It was a. burning shame,” said Graham "0:: my soul, I believe she was innocent The judge thought so too ” ‘ Go on quicklv," said Mrs. Blnke. “Her sentence Wu! three months.” said Graham reluctan‘ly and sullenly. He hated himself for having tattled about thia beautiful womm’n ant-cedents, Graham glanced at bar. and saw she was in terrible earnest. He hesitated, then hid: And this woman about to marry the Rec‘ tor of Chelst -n I No wonder Mrs. Blake's agitation was great enough to puzzle the b rrister. “Speak low," she mid. "What had she done ‘3" “I met her professionally. I was her counsel in aâ€"an action." Mra Blake noticed the nause. “A criminal action?" she asked sharply. ‘ Wellâ€"yes‘ it was.” “Was she acquitted T" “No ; but I believe she was innocent. I believe it firmly. The jury were fno‘a." "Doia’t jest, R‘chard GrahEm. u I have known you and your fam€ly for yearsI and I ask you to tell me who and what Mrs. Rus- Iell is." "The law has its secrets as well as the chgv‘fh,’_’_3fxid th: _bz_1rris_te£ lapghing. _ _ She cut greetings and inquiries very Ihorf. “I thought :0. Perhaps I was mistaken. Tell me her name.” She told him. "It must be the same," he said. “What do you kl ow of her 2" asked Mrs. Blake. “You know that lady who just left my aide?" she said. She knew him wellâ€"a rismg barrister. with whose family she had long been upon terms of intimacy. So when he turned his eyes from the vanishing Philippa to her vacant chair, Mrs B‘ake s‘gned him to fill it. A fortnight afterward Mrs Blake and Philippa were seated side by side at an evening party‘ The beautiful young widow was tba object of much attention, Suddenly Mrs. Blake noticed that her compmion stopped short in the middlel of a sentenca, and begged a. gentleman near hertolear‘ her from the roomâ€"the heat was over coming her. Then Mrs. Blake felt sure that something had occurred, and looking round in search of it, saw a man leaning against the opponite wall and eying Philippa with amused wrnde'. Although Percival bearde her to go with his mother. Philippa hesitated. "Have you forgotten!" she whispered. He frowned. "It is better to face what may be in store than to fly it. Nothing can part us." "Very well, I will go.” She kissed him and for the thousandth time told him how much shP loved him. It in very possible that whilst pressing this invitation on Philippa Mrs. Rlake tbOught: “She has lived in London. A wo- man of her ‘xtrmrdinary appearance can- not be forgotten, Some one must surely know all about her.” Mrs. Blake kept. at any rate. the letter of her contract with her son. The inter- course between the rectory and the Hollies seemed so friendly. that it looked as if the reotor’s mother was going to make the best of what she thought a bad job. Yet her presentiment was always with her. Al- though it was placed beyond doubt that Mrs. Russell had a. considerable fortune, Mrs. Blake kept her presentiment. and prayed every night that Percival might es- cape from this siren To do her justice, she was not anxions that he should murrv money. so Mrs. Russell‘s fortune did not of feet her views. Mrs. Blake played her part very well. and Percival was delighted when she suggested that Philippa should accom puny her daughters and herself to London, whither they always went early in J une: for Mrs. Blake, although but a country rec tor’s widow. was a woman of fashion and friends. He told Philippa whie be had promised. She said nothing, but something in her look made him regret he had made the promise. However, he vowed that the first of Janu- uary should be his Wedding-day. to refurniah the rectory. He wished t) be married without undue haste, He winhed to see his people friendly with Philippa, and he wished Philappa to get some idea. of what a clergvman’s wi‘e should be. So he agreed to w ait six mombsâ€"even,when worn out by his mother’s tearful importunities, extended this time of probation till the end of the present year. In exchange, it; stipu- lated that Mrs. Blake should try and bring hello]! to regard Philippa an a daughter. PEarcival yielded to some extent. After all before he married he must prepare another home for his mother and sistflrs. He wished Mrs. Blake dic. not taint. She did not even revile her future daughter-imlaw. Percival’s manner told her that words to fine (fl‘ect would be wasted. But she en. treated her son, by every claim she Had up. on him, to do nothing hurriedly. Ofcourse she objected to his desire: but she knew her objections would have no influence upon a. man so madly in love. But she prayed for delayâ€"literally went upon her knees and beaonght him not to be married for twelve months. A clever woman was Mrs. Blake. Who knew what unforseen things might hsflpenr inks. y ear? IN ONE 8110]" YEAR! He turned from the river path and struck wrosa the field toward tho Hollies. He had It was a clear starlight night. The ground was turned into iron by a sharp frost. As the rector walked briskly along the river path, he thought of all that had occurred since this time last year. when he bne Pnil ippa. into the vestry. Not now did he Wish this year taken out of his life. But he pray- ed that before the next year was over many things which now distressed him might be made right. It was a terrible thing to quar- rel with mother and sisters. but then it had been for Philippi‘s sake. Heavens 1 how he loved that woman! In going from the church to the Hallies, about two hundred yards were saved by turning out of the main road and passing through the meadows which ran by Chelston stream. Although this route took one to the back of the house, he usually chose it, Phxlippa. having given h‘m a. key which opened the gzrden gate. He went this Way now. Alt: ough he had been very busy all the day he had seen Pailippa once or twice, and had perisad to call again after the evening service. He preached his sermon, intro- ducing a. few fitting words about to mor- row'a event; then having lingerad in the vea< try giving some last instructions to his rub- nrdinatea, he started to walk across to the Hollies. The 18- day of tha old year dawned, . d Prl‘L‘iVfll Blake rejoiced to think that to marrow would end his uncertainfies and tr )ublaa. He was now alone in the Rectory. Mrs. Blake. hav'ng steruly refusetito a“.- teni the c ‘remony, or to permit herdaugh- ters to be present, M1 by her 3011's advica if mt c mmand, left, the neighb mood for a. wm'a. Although he saw Phillippa. fr ‘quently, the days passed slowly with the rector, and he longed for the moment which for better 0r worse. would make Philippa. his wife. In his secret heart he blamed himsel? for the boundltsa sway this womm exercised over himâ€"even the strength of her love startled him. When they were married all would doubtless be well, In time his mother and sisteis might come riund. Surely, with his stung mind. he could make the woman who adored him a. perfect p r on's wife. In spite of everything they woul l be happy: yet, as he told himself so, he knew that had the blackest misery been shown fo be his 101:, he must still have married Philippa. 'I'H u v In the late autumn a. house was taken in the neighborhood, and it was perfectly well known this was to be Mrs. Blake‘s house after the marriaae. Whispers went round that Mrs. Russell had ordered and extensive trosseau from L'mdon. But all doubt was disposed of when the bonus were cilled in Cnelston Church. Then Mrs. B'ake‘s hrar‘: really sunk. She had k pt, and would keep her own counsel. The world need not see the Rectory soiled linen But after this puhl'c announctment. which she called an insult to God and man. she had another stormy scene with her "besotted boy.” H», was more determined than ever to go his own way, so she washed her hands of him alt)- gethcr. Perhaps she was not to blame, At last she returned home. and it anon be- came an open secret that there was fricfiion between the laiies of the Rictorv and the lady of the Hollies, but signs soon multi- plied which told the Chelston folk that the rector meant to have his own way. Mrs. Blake's hopes revived when, in reply to a long. reproachful letter. her son inform. ed her that the previous arrangement wouli be adhered to. There was still six manths’ grace, so Mrs. iake did not curtail her visit to town. She even went to the sea- side for a few weeks as usual. Whilst “that nreature” was within stone’s throw, the Reptory was not an attractive residence. “No, 110." said Philippa. “Why change our plans? I have no fear of lasing your lave. No one shall say I have hurried you into marriaga" It'was impossible she should remain long- er with Mrs. Blake. That afternoon. ac- cnmpanied by the rector, he went back to Chelston. Percival. who considered that he was absolved from his promise to his mother aungsted an early dyv for the marriage. The 103k which accompanied her words added another link to the chain which 8.1- regdy hound him. 7 “1 expected it," she said. "the past can never be obliterated.” Then she added,' " I do nut even ofler to free you. You are mine â€"mine for even " Hé saw Graham ; then returned and told Philippa everything. She listened with composure, She left him: iittle knowing how deeply heLpM-bing shaft had struck. "Christian charity!" said Mrs. Blake with biting scorn. “Call it. by its true nan -E!in<.i. 111312017 9959M!" “I am sorry. very sorrmeother,” he said; “but I love Pnilippa too well to give her up: and surely, if one person above another should exercise Christian charity. it is a olerzvman." In his iarenent mood the names of the bish- op aud Lord Keyusham were to Percival no morg than sounding brass.» "‘Besottml boy!” she cried, “Youâ€"in your positionâ€"Rector Of Chelatonâ€"to marry a convict, a. felon! Percival, I am ashamed of youâ€"ashamed! I will go to the bishopâ€"to Lo_rd Keynsham. It shall never b9!" Mrs. Blake was goaded past endurance She rose in fierce wrath. ‘This will mak‘e no change in my plans. I shall b9 married on the first of January.” Mrs. Bake really did succumb at the am nouncemeut. She fell. a. dead heap, into a. ohmr. "Graham 1 shall see at once, continued her son. "and entrant his silence. But even if the matter l'wcomes public property it may be Iiveddown." n “She deceivad youâ€"cajo'ed you! Percival You cannot mum toâ€"” ‘This will makb no change in my plans, I shall b9 married on the first of January.’ Then Mrs. Blake male her communica- tion. S18 was kind enough to suppress all show of triumph ; but she told him every- thinfl. and wondered at the silence with which he heard it. "Oh, Pvrcival, my son," she cried, "what an escape!" H» looked fearfully stern. "I hoped you would be spared this," he said. "I hoped It might remain unknown to all save Philippa and myself.” ‘Peroivall VVhst are you saying?" “ I k 1ew it before she promised to be my the. she toldjme herself. Poor girl, she was ruelly wronged. Her life has been a hard one, Till hu‘ wretched husband died in prison it was misery.” He came up by the first train the next morning. Mrs. Blake had managed toget Philippa and her daughters out of the Way. so was able to meet him alone. His first in. qhiry was for Philippa. He seemed greatly relieved by hearing she was well. He returned her caresses Her magnificent bosom rose her quick breathing, His c her satiny shoul lot. He was ._ .0-.. nu: eyes, his mouth. She drew her fine a. little away from his, and her dark lustrous eyes gazed into his with wild rsptura. He forgot everything save the g1 )rious being who knelt beside himâ€"all save his low ‘for her, her love for him. tle obeyed. She knelt beside him. her face on a leval with his own. A strange sweet perfume emanated from her garments. She Wreanbed her warm white arms around his neck. She kissed him on his brow, his eyes, his mouth. She drew her fine a. little -__s, r A cry of astonishment. of delight, sprung from him. She placed her soft white fingers on his lips. drew him to a. low chair, and motioned him to be seatei. ‘ WM she mxd? Why at this particular mnmant did she come to him like this? Brief as her absence had been she had f0 ind time to make What can only be called a. grand toilet. S no wo~e the richest 0! the many rioh druSBPS which had just been sent from L ~ndon. There were diamonds in her ears; di umnnds nu her white uncovered neck. Her besuti ul long round arms were here, or but pariial‘y veil d by thin, delicate lace. an i a b1 JOd Nd flower burned in her black hai ‘. A queen! No queen with charms to compare with Philippe‘s has yet graced a throne! S), with her maddening beauty brightened by all that art can do, she enter- ed the room, and after living on the uhle what seemed ta be a small bundle of some kind. With a firm quick step she came to- ward her lover. Mure than ten minutes passed before she returned. The rechr grew unrawy and fidgetv. He did not like to think of than. scam 1 :ss tramp outside. He blamed himself for the vengeful force he had put into his arms. A horrible thing, indeed. if he a clergyman, had caused a. man‘s death! Where was Philipp 32 He would wait for her no longer. At that moment the door opened, and his bri le entered. The rector co 11d discover no better p‘sn. H x threw his fallen (0e. who prweri to be a slight attenuated creature over his shouldi r and bore him tn the HON s. By Pnillipa's directions he placed him on the floor of the t 'ol-house. There was no luck to the do r but as the man gave no evidence of an im- me iiate return to consciousneis that matter- ed little. “We must try and revive him," said Per- civrxl rather nervourlv. "Come indoora, I will get something " He fl llowed her through the French case- ment 0‘ the drawing to m. He was begin- n ng to wonder what had taken her ahroni that night, and intended to lecture her on her rashness; but as soon as they entered the to m she left him, to fetch the remedies. he 00ncluded ' Carry Sir?) un t1 the houseâ€"it is not far ” suggpsted Pailippn. ' Leave him in one of the Outhouseq mm] be recovezu." "I will hen“ his amount of himself,” said Percival vemly. "Wake up!" he continued shaking the (r-mp'a shoulder. All the wak- ing up he seemed capabla of was limited by: uneajy grunt. She spoke wisoly. To-mon‘ WV they were to star: for sunniar lands. Was it worth whi'e delaying their departure for the sake of giv‘nz this drunken wretob a. taste o'f the inadmill’" “ I was upxet." me said. “ I don’t know whatI said. Percival, we cannot have the poor wr :tch lying there.” The: rector was thinking the same thing. “B’sides,” she continued, " I am only frightened, not hurt. If you send for the po‘ lice we shall have to give evndance." “My darling," he said, "you are upset. If he has robbe‘l you or injured you he will pay hittarlv for it. Go home, dear Philippa. I will voon be with you." Again he felt [an shudder. Then all at once her calmness and presence of mind seemod to refum. "Noâ€"nvnseless, and. I suspect. half- drunk. Now go h)me. I will run up to the viil .39 and fetch the constable." Philippa shivered. "Go back and kill him?" she said in a strange voice. The rector looked at her in amazement. Her large eyte gleamed like those of a. wild animxl. “Percival,” she whispared, “ you are strongâ€"you have killed him." "G )d forbid I" said Parcival nervously. and stepping to the fallen man. His f-wr!I wen soon at rest. The follow brpathad heavily and as he leaned over him the rector detected in tin" braath a strong smell of ar- dent spirits. Ha was glad #0 find the mm a stranger to Chelatonâ€"glad he had not been compelled to chastise one of his own flock. Evidently the rogwa was a half-drunk“ en tramp: so. greatly relieved, the rector went hack to Philippa. mid mvonhght, leaked livid. H ~r eyes were di- lated and full of horror. She paid no heed to h‘s anxious enq‘zi' ies, but she clasped her hands round his strong right arm â€"she even seemed to caress it, to be trying to estimate its ppwer. Yet Philippa was his first care. She stood bV his side motionless. He face in the That inoradicabie old Adam, revenge, lurks in every heart. lay or clerical, Wheth- er it is amused or not is hut a question of the etimnlating motive. Surely a. man 111 the rector's situation may be pardonPd for Inflwfling summary p'miahmeuf. He did not stop to argue the moral paints of the case, His blood hailed in a. most unchrist. ianhke manner. Without more ado, (he put forth all his great strength and hurled the rufl‘iau from him with prodigious force. The man fall with a dull heavy thud on the iron bound path : moreover. he lay there still and 911 nt ; and Percival, whose rage wee expended in that effort of strength. felt hia‘ heart grow sick from the fear that he hadtaken human life. | Percival Blake was a man of immense muscular power. As Oxford he had been fa- ~moua as an athlete. Without a. word he set his teeth ani sprung on I’liilippa’s agaiivant. He darei not strike himâ€"hie. rushing blow might fall on the wrong person-but in a second the wretc'r: found his arms wrenched from his victim and half dislocated, whilst he writbed helplessly in the enraged clergv- man’s grip, scarcely gone twenty yards when he heard a. sharp scream ; and looking round, he saw to his right some distance up the river bank. two dark struggling forms. As he ran to- ward them he saw that the combatmhs were a man 9124 a. woman. but he was: almost within arm's length before he realized the truthâ€"that the woman, who appeared to be defending herself frn m some rufli m's murderous attack, was anppa. IRS is deadâ€"yo-u'have killed him 1” she ncent bosom rose and fell with breathing, His cheek brushed aboul lot. He was in a dream of asses with passion An exchange has a pJem “0n the Birth of Twins" and didn’t: know _enough to make the rhyme a. conplet. It is enough to take away your breath to hear of a. California onion weighing nearly two pounds. The Czar of Russia‘s Winter Palace. The Winter leace is described as the largest palace in the wml 1, being one-third larger than that of the E nperor of Austria's uni unsurpassed in point or splendor It is the residence of the Cz H‘ and his Court during winter, and stands on the left bank ‘ of the Neva. Tne pslace is four stories high, or about 80 feet; the frontage is 455 feet in length, in breadth 350 feet. Tue principal entrance or “perron des Ambals- adeurs,” is from the Nova and leads by a magnificent fl ght of marble steps to the state apartments of the palace. A getaway in the centre of the building, facing Alex ander’s C tlumn. opens into a. large court Tne mnst magnificent apartments are the Throne Room of P ater I , where the diplo- matic corps venerally pr sent their congrat- ulations on New Year's Day; the White Hall, the Hall of St. George, :1 parallelo- gram of 140 feet by 60 feet; the gallery of the Field-Marshals and the Alexander gal lery, a. suite of splendid halls, filled with marbles. malachites vases, and pic‘nras. When the Imperial family is i) resadence. about 6,000 persons are lodged in the blild' ing. This is the story of that year in a. man's life whiJh must be swept away from his memory before he can call himself happy. Tarified tearful faces met. bin whnn he arose. As gsntly In thav cmld, people told him that an hour ago Mrs. Russell's old 591' van: had found her mistrasa in her own mom, lying on her own bed. dressed as one going, to a. ball. but q nte cold and dead In a horrified whisprr they added it was {en-e} she had committed suicide. Fur two 0r three hours he wandered about aimlessly; then, scarcely knowing hnw, found himself in Chelston churchyard. He carried a key which openel the little door of the church. He entered the buil ling and groped his way to the altar steps. He threw himself on the cold stones and lay there in cmtritioa and abzsement until five o'clock in the morning Then. ehumbled mm, he crept to the rectory and from sheer exhaus- tion slept. He turneduaway Md went swiftly down the path to the gate by which he had. enter- ed. It was but a few steps away. Before he Passed through it he cast one lonk back. Phillippx stnod as be had ieft her, tail and erect; her white face. neck and arms g1 Brn- ing in the wintry mo mlight. Then. even then. the old fascinatil n struggled for s 1- p'rmscy-a'l but mastered him. He taok a. backward etep. Hnishe made but one sign he must have rushed to her side. But she moved ne‘ther hand nor fno'fi. By 3 supra ne effort be wrenched himself away. passed through the gate. closed it behind him. and rushed out into the nightâ€"anywhere! any- where! “Temptress! Fiend!" be whispered. :1 have an Haber prayer to makeâ€"1:555 we may nevar meet ggxin." The woman stood like a. statue. A drearv 1001; of hopeless despair settled on her pallid face. Not a muscle m'Wedâ€"no'. even when Percival Blake use to his feel: and oon‘ronfi- ed her with eyes full of hon-0‘ and aversion. Her words. her touch, saemed to break the spell. lVith a low cry Prroival B’ake fell upon his knees. and iiftingup his hands, thanked God. whose mercy had willed that he should not be a murderer in Very deed as well M in thought. Then the bum‘lled gnu bowed his head, and sob after sob broke orth. In aminfite she was at her lover‘s side again. Slge 2113ch his arm fiercely._ ShP passed in, and whilst he stood a! one spell bonn'l. leaning f0“ supp-wt against the doorpost. she began feeling about for the re- cufnbent figure of her husbani. V "Gone! He haxgonel" she cri'ed. "Seek him! He cannot be far off!” “Your hand trem‘ulea, sweet love.” she said. and therewith tmk the handkerchief and the bottle from him. She led him to the duct of the outhouae. It was open. She looked into his set drawn face. Her burning fingers tightened round his icy-c011 hand. 0n the threshold she paused and clung tc him in an almut frenzied emb‘ace. The mm quivered beneath it. Then, hand in hand. they anked dawn the garden path. They went swiftly, although the man moved as one in a. trmce. ‘'15 will he painlesa,” she murmured. “It will be like going to sleep. Come, dear- est." She placed the handkarchief and the bot- tle in one of his nervelesa hen la; the other she took in her own. She led him as nun leads a. blind man. to he cmsemeut. She opened it and the hem fresh wintry air out into the pal-fumed atmusphere of the rmm like a knifel "I am worth it,” she whispered, as she un- wound a large handkerchief uni disclosed a atopgered bottla, A cold sure-at broke out all over the man. Yer. he turned not fro n her kiss. "Deere-1:,” she went on in her flute-like voice. “How shall it be. Shall we fly like (rewards to alotber land? I am rich. you kno A7. ” He shivered from head to foot. Some strange instinct made him tum his eyes to the little bundle she had placed on the table. The woman followed his gaze. “No,” she said, with a low, wild laugh. “No need to fly. Percival, I would have done it alone, but I knew we should love the blwttu if we sinned together. Come." Still holding his hand, she rose. Percival Blake staggered to his feet. He swayed to and fro like a. drunkvn man,and grasped the fable for support. The woman smiled in his face. "I am worth 10Viug," she whispered “Such love is worzh a. sacrLfice. Percival it is worth more. It is worth acnmal' Even then be returnad her embrace. “Percival, listen. Love, keg me and list en. That man ou'siicâ€"he is my felon bus band.” to hini intoxicating blissâ€"and vet hinth through it he seemed to hear his mother’s WorJa, “blxnd, unholvpassivnl“ "Percival, PerciVall" murmured the WO- man. “You love me?" Hm answer was Int given in words. THE END Pride is base from the necessary foolish ness of it, bemuae it cmnot but imply that our eyes look downward only; for there is not the man so lofty in his standing or cap. acity, but he must be humble in thinking of the cloud habitation and far sight of the an- gelic intelligenoes above him; and in per. caiving what infinity there is of things he cannot know not even reach unto. It was nearly sunset when we began to' near the Muir glacier, and the day We! near ended when the c‘ifl‘ was reached, and we had anchored near the frowning preoi~ pice. The shades of evening had gathered about the islinds passed during the day and half hid from sight the lower ranges and the ‘ trackless forests; but the Fairweather peaks were visible still and glowed with a ghastly light in the isolited height like banks of ph'sphorols hung abwe the trees. Around us 130 ited icy fugments, grinding against each other. or fliating. solitary. and m'tjes. tie down the watery way. Tue scene was granl past all conception, wild and beauti- ml, and silencing all with admiration No other wender of nature equal: this glacier of untold age, as it moves silently yet ir- resistibily down fromits birthplace to the sea, crying as it -omei the verv embodiment oi strength. the destroyer of all life. All the glaciers of Switzerland might be com‘rined and to {ether they would not equal this of G a :ier B Ly. Set it crrwling over the val- lavs guarded by Mont Blanc. and it would crush the country beneath its weight and leave a wilderness behind. And yet in Al- aska, long anl broad and wild, it is a mere fissure-a single stream among the many.â€" [Sm Rancisco Chronicle. Lxrd Norburv, wnen once charging a jury in a. breach of promise 0888, noticed that the letters of the faithleaa defendant had been so long in the pleiutifi's pocket or so often shown to her sympathiziug friends that they were grea'ly frayed at the folds and almnet in tat ere. ‘ Gant'emen,” said Lord Norbury. carefully holding up one of the ep stlee to -the gaze of the jury, “it’s easy to see the: these are love letters, be- ca. 153 they are no exceedingly tender.” It is about time the papers let up on pub- lishing that threadbare item about not stirr- ing s'ewed mushrooms with a silver spoon. In the first place, this a close season for mushrooms, and, secnndly, the Stockbrokers havan't left us any silver spoons. Ouida can : "A girl's lave ;nust never be begged but conquered." Paradoxical as it may seem, the glrl cannat be conquered un- less she concurs. What a. woman makes up her mind to do crewel work she always gets worsted. The key to this will be sold for a q larter. When you hear squall: about the house its scold weather you can expect. “Recriminntion Never Help; :1 Ed tar." “And when were you Washed Last let me Humbly inquire 2 ” neared the Steve. “The Eriitor uses you for a Spittoou!" "And the Apprentice new you for a M)p!’, "You are Cracked in a Dozen places!” “And I can Coth Twanty Holes in you!" At this moment the Sherifl' came in to Levy on the Entire Outfit, and the Stand- ing Galley heaved a Deep Sigh and Ob served: A Printing Office To N81 suddenlv Boiled Oler one dav and ca‘led out to the Stave: "Lmds alive! but when were you B1 \cked List? ' MOB-A L. Tne real circulation was 750 capiaa, but ba Sure you are R‘ght and then go ahead. and S we” toit. “05 «'nurse I will.” The Editor was taked out and sworn, and the At which the Agent hop°d to get in for 315 cost him $45 â€"with CJmplimentary T.cketa for the E‘iitor'a Family of Slxteen. many.” "Sir! D.) you mean to Insult me?” “WUI you [wear to 3000 Circulation?" “Hm you: Paper 2. Pretty Good C rculav tion?" “0 1, yes." “Anout 1,000 I suppose?" "One thousand! Why S r, the Bugle is the Party Organ in this Congressional Dis» triot.” “SN, 1500?” "Sir!" “Oh. well I’d pay you on hhe basis- of 2.000 circulation. but it’s 1,400 too. A Geuial Circus Agent who Struck the lawn of Buncombe called at the Bugle Of- fice for the Parpme of Ina raing a. 'Fuur Col- umn Ad, of his G v ates: S 10w on Euth. and the following D alogufl Tuok P ace: Traufila is Flgares. “Brjth are 91' so little use that I'll you into the pi 0885‘." "15v mnana of ma," continued the “the Punter can change 1 000 000 Gra Smd into 31 000000." “Yes, but Heaven's vaults are atr with Stars, and I am frequuntly us Print to represent Unknowu Q xantitie They Were still Boating when th prcnfiice came up and Inq'lired the Can the Excitement. 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