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He had taken an earl; occasion t'o say at the table that he wished no one to enter his room aXcept Jane, and that he would not permit any infringement of this rule. Mrs. Mumpson’s feelings had been hurt at first by this order, but. she soon sat- isfied herself that it had been meant for For some hours she was alittleudezed, but -.'her mind was of too light weight to be long ~ cost down. J one rehearsed Holcroft’s words, described his manner, and sought with «- much insistence to show her mother that she . must drop her nonsense at once. “ I can see it in his eye,” said the girl, “that he won’t -.- stand much more. If yer don't come down . and kee yer hands busy and yer tongue .still, we’ll: tramp. As to his marrying you, flush ! he’d jes’ as soon marry Mrs. Wiggins.” She was finally left almost to utter idle- ness, for Jane and Mrs. Wiggins gradually took from the incompetent hands even in the light tasks which she had attempted. She made no protest, regarding all as an- other proof that Holcroft was beginning to recognize her superiority and unfitness for menial tasks. She would maintain, however, her character as the caretaker and osten- tatiously inspected every thin ; she also "tried to make as much noise in astening up the dwelling at night as if she were harri- cading a castle. Holcroft would listen grimly, well aware that no house had been entered in Oakville during his memory. After supper and his evenin work, he ‘went directly to his room. very day, however, he secretly chafed, with evenin- creasing discontent, over this tormentin ,presence in his house. The mending m ‘such work as she attempted was so wretch- ~edly pertormed that it would better have 9been left undone. She was also recovering her garrulousness, end mistook his tolera- tion and her immunity in the parlor for proof of a growing consideration. “ He knows that my hands were never made for such coarse, menial tasks as that Viggins does,” she thought, as she darned fine of his stockings in a way that would render it almost impossible for him to put his foot into it again. “ The events of last Monday morning were unfortunate, unfore- seen, unprecedented. I was unprepared for :such vulgar, barbarous, unheard of proceed- ingsâ€"taken off my feet, as it were ; but now that he‘s had time to think it all over he sees that I am not a common Woman like Vig- gins,”-â€"Mrs. Mumpson would have suffered much rather than have accorded her enemy the prefix of Mrs.,â€"-â€"“ who is only fit to be among pots and kettles. He leaves me in the parlor as if a. refined apartment be- came me and I became it. Time and my in- fluence will'mellow, soften, elevate, develop, and at last awaken a desire for my society, then yearnings. My first error was in not giving myself time to make a proper impres- sion. He will soon begin to yield like the eirth without. First it is hard and frosty, then it is cold and muddy, if I may permit vmyself so disagreeable an illustration. Now ‘he is becoming mellow, and soon every word I utter will be like good seed in good ground. How aptly it all fits. I have only to be patient.” ‘Mrs. Wi gins'e benefit and not Her own. "She faxing, however, that Jane interpreted it literally. “If either of you set foot in that room I’ll tell him,” she said flatly. “I’ve had my orders and I’m a-goin’ to ~obey. There’s to be no more rummagin’. If you’ll give me the keys I’ll put things back in order ag’in,” Mrs. Mfimpson was like one who had been rudely shaken out of a. dream, and she ap- ed to have sense enough to realize that .she couldn’t assume so much at first as she :=&nticip&ted. She received from J sue a. cup . of cofi‘ee, and said, feebly, “ I can partake . of no more after the recent yrying events.” ,°°___ .v This was awful prose, but Mrs. Mumpson was too bewildered and discouraged for a. time to dispute it, and the household fell into a. somewhat regular routine. Th9 Widow “Well, I won’t give you the keys. I’m the pro er person to put things in order if you di not replace them properly. You are just making an excuse to rummage your- aelf. My motive for inspecting is very dif- ierenig from yours.” apgeared at her meals with the air of a. meek an suffering martyr ; Hclcroft was exceed- ingly brief in his replies to her questions and [paid no heed to her_rema.rks. “ Shouldlf’t wonder if you was sorry 'some day,” the irl had remarked, and so th§_m_atte_r hat}. rgppgd an}! begq foygotigen. :a. lawsuit.” Holcroft soleced himself with the fact that Jane and Mrs. \Viggins served his meals regularly and looked after the dairy 'with better care than it had received since his wife died. “ If I had only those two in the house I could get along firstmate,” he thought. “After the three months are up I’ll try to make such an arran ement, I’d 'pay the mother and send her 0 now, but if April days brought the longed-for plough- ing and planting, and the farmer was so busy and absorbed in his work that Mrs. Mumpson had less and less place in his thoughts, even as a thorn in the flesh. One bright afternoon, however, chaos came again unexpectedly. Mrs. Wiggins did not sug- gest a. volatile creature, yet such, alas 1 she “ You are to take your orders from me and no one else. All I ask is that you go on quietly with. your work and pay no attention to her. You know well enough that I can’t have such goings on. I want you to let Jane help you and learn how to do every thing as far as she can. Mrs. Mumpson can do the mending and ironing, I suppose. At any rate, I won’t have any more quarrelling and uproar. I’m a. quiet man and intend to have a quiet house. You and J ane can get along ~ver well' in the kitchen, and you say you run ersteng the dairy work]: “ Vell, hi does, hEn noo hi’ve got me hor- ‘aers hi’ll'go right along.” ' ay the mother and send her off now, but if did,, Lemuel \Veeks would put her up to CHAPTER. XV.â€"“ WHAT IS TO BECOME OF ME ‘3” Holcroft's reference to a constable and arrest, though scarcely intended to be more than a vague threat, had the effect of clear- ing the am like aclap of thunder. Jane had znever lost her senses, such as she possessed, and Mrs. Wiggins recovered hers sufficient- I to apologize to the farmer when he came - own to breakfast. “ But that Mumpson’s hawfully haggravatin’, master, as ye know , eself, hi’m kthinkin'. Vud ye jis tell a ody vat she is ’ere han ’ow hi’m to get hon with ’er. ,Hif him to take me borders from ’er hi’d rather go back to the poor-’us.” u \y A WOLF IN THE FOLD. A DOMESTIC STORY WITH A MORAL. “Now you’ll see what’ll come of that rummagin’,” whimpered Jane. You ain’t got no sense at all to go at him 30. He’s jes’ goin’ to put us right out,” and she went up stairs &5 if to execution: Holcroft had been rendered speechless at first by this onslaught, but the reference to unopened drawers and- closets awakened a. sudden suspicion. Had she dared to touch what had belonged to his wife ‘3 “ \Vhat !” he exclaimed sharply, interrupting her; then with an expression of disgust and anger, he passed her swiftly end went to his room. A moment later came the stern summons, “ Jane, come here.” -“ Have I failed ?” gasped Mrs. Mumpson, and retreating to the chair, she rocked neweuslx: “J ane,” said Holcroft, in hot anger, “ my wife’s things have been pulled out of her bureau and stuffed back again as if they were no better than dishcloths. Who did “ Now, act,” murmured the widow, and she rushed towards the farmer with clasped hands, and cried wirh emotion, “ Yes, she’s gone; but I’m not gone. You are not de- serted. June will minister to you ; I will be the caretaker, and our home will be all the happier because that monstrous creature is absent. Dear Mr. Holcroft, don’t be so blind to your own interests and happiness, don’t remain undeveloped. Every thin is wrong here if you wogld but see it. @ou are lonely and desolate. Moth and rust have entered, things in unopened drawers and closets are moulding and going to waste. Yield to true female influence andâ€"” it ‘2” She saw Holcroft approaching the house with Jane; she heard him ascend to Mrs. VViggins’s room, then return to the kitchen and ejaculate, “ Yes, she’s gone, sure enough.” The child now began to cry aloud. “ There. there,” he said, with intense ir- ritfit'iqn,_“-I can’t ~t;ru_st_you ei‘ther.” When M1 s. Mumpson learned from J ane of Mrs. V‘Viggins‘s disappearance, she was thrown into a state of strong excitement. She felt shat her hour and opportunity might be near also, and she began to rock very fast. “ What else could he expect of such a. female ‘2” she soliloquized. “I’ve no doubt but she’s taken things, too. He’ll now learn my value and what it is to have a. caretaker who Will never desert him.” Spirits and courage rose with the emer- gency ; her thoughts hurried her along like a dry leaf caught in a. March gale. “ Yes,” she murmured, “ the time has come for me to act, to dare, to show him in his desperate need and hour of desertion what might be, may be, must be. He will no“ see clearly the difference between these peculiar females who come and go, and a respectable woman and a mother who can be depended uponâ€" one who will never steal away like a. thief in the night.” Like a. flash, the vaiman’s umative in task ing for her we es occurred to him, but he started for the ouae to assure himself of the truth. “ Perhaps she’s in the cellar, he said, remembering the cider barrel, “ or else she‘s out for a walk.” “ No, she ain’t," persisted J ane. “ I’ve looked everywhere and 8:11 over the barn, and she ain’t nowhere. Mother hain’t seen her, nuther.” With dreary misgivings, Holcroft remem- bered that he no longer had a. ractical ally in th_e olq Englishwoman, afnd e_f‘elt»th94t q. new breakingvup was coming. He looked wistfully ht Jane,'and thought, “ I could get alon with that child if the mother was away. at that can’t be ; she‘d visit here indefinitely if Jane stayed.” “ I hadn’tâ€"touched ’emâ€"since you told meâ€"told meâ€"not to do things on the sly,” the girl sobbed, brokenly ; but he closed the door upon her, and did not hear. He could have forgiven her almost any thing but this. Since she only had been permitted to take care of his room, he na- turally thought that she committed the sacrilege, and her manner had confirmed this impression. Of course the mother had been present and probably had assisted ; but helxad expected nothing better of her. As the shEdows lengthened End the robins became tuneful, Holcroft said. “ You’ve done well, Jane. Thank you. Now you can go_l_>_ack to the house.” v The child soon returned in breathless haste to the field where the farmer was coverlng the potato pieces she had dropped, and cried, “ Mrs. Wiggins is gone.” He took the things out, folded and smooth- ed them as carefully as he could with his heavy hands and clumsy fingers. His gentle, almost reverent touch was in strange con- trast with his flushed, angry face and gleam- ing eyes. “ This is the worst that’s happen- ed yet,” he muttered. “ O Lemuel Weeks, it’s well you are not here now, or we might both have cause to be sorry. It was you who Put these p‘ying, and for all I know, thievmg creatures into my house, and it was as mean a trick as ever one man played an- other. You end this precious cousin of The “ caretaker” was rocking in the per- lor and would disdain to look, while Jane had gone out; to help plant some early pota- toes on a. warm hlllside. The coast was clear. Seeing the stage coming, the old woman waddled down the lane at a remarkable pace, paid her fare to town, and the Holcroft kitchen knew her no more. That she found the “ friend” she had wished to see on her way out to the farm, and that this friend brought her quickly under Tom Watterly’s care again, 3963 without saying. _ _ Mrs. Wiggins knew the hour when the stage passed the house ; she had made up a bundle without a. very close regard to meum or tuum, and was ready to flit. The chance speedily came. He unsuspectingly and unhesitatingly gave it to her, thinking, “ That’s the way with such people. They want to be paid often and be sure of their money. She’ll wgr}: alljhe better for having it.” was. She apparently exhaled and was lost, leaving no trace. The circumstances of her disappearance permit of a very matter-of- fact and not very creditable explanation. On the day in question she prepared an un- usually good dinner, and the farmer had en- joyed it in spite of Mrs. Mumpson’s pre- sence andvdesultur remarks. The morning had been fine and e had made progress in his early spring work. Mrs. Wiggins felt that her hour and opportunity had come. Following him to the door, she said in a low bone and yet with a decisive accent, as if she was claiming a right, “Master, hi’d thank ye'f_or me two weeks’ wageg.” “ Why don’t you come to supper ‘2” he asked quietly. “ Don’t want any.” “ You had better take some up to your mother. ” “ She oughtn’t to have any.” “ That doesn’t make any difl'erence. I want you to take up something to her, and then come down and eat your supper like a. 661159016 girl-’1 “I afil’t been sensible, nor mother nuther.” He came in and sat down at the table, considerately appearing not to notice her until she had a chance to recover composure. She vigorously used the sleeves of both arms in drying her eyes, then stole in and found a. seat in a dusky corner. “ Do as I say, J ane.” The child obeyed, but she couldn’t swallow any thing but a lit- tle coffee. “ I think he has left his apartment,” her mother moaned from the bed. “ Why couldn’t yer tell me so before ?’, cried Jane. “What yer gone to bed for? If you’d only show some sense and try to do what he brought you her for, like enough he’d keep us yet.” “ My heart’s too crushed, J aneâ€"” “ Oh, bother, bother !” and the child rushed away. She looked into the dark parlor and called, “ Mr. Holcroft!” Then she appeared in the kitchen again, the pic- ture of uncouth distress and perplexity. moment latex: she opened the door and darted “ What: do you wish, Jane ?” said Hol- croit, emerging from a shadowy corner and recalling her. " Sufi-â€"â€"supper’sâ€"-ready,” sobbed the child. .Holcroft was in a quandary. He had not the gift of speaking soothing yet meaning- less words, and was too honest to raise false hopes. He was therefore almost as silent and embarrassed as J she herself. To the girl‘s furtive scrutiny, he did not seem hard- ened against her, and she at last ventured, “ Say, I didn’t touch them drawers after you told me not to do any thing on the sly.” u vvn towards the barn. {SHAPTER XVI.-â€"MRS. MUMPSON’S VICISSITUDES. Having completed her preparations for supper, Jane stole timidl u to Holcroft‘s room to summop him. e1: rst_ rap on hit} door was scarcely audible, then she ventured to knock louder and finally to call him, but there was no response. Full of vague dread she went to her mother’s room and said, “ He won’t answer me ; he’s so awful mad that I don‘t know what he’ll do.” V “ When were they opé'ned “.7 a Ten 17118711151718 t1 nth! J ane. ” “ Mother opened them the first day you left us alone. I told her yol wouldn’t like it, but she said she was housekeeper ; she said how it was her duty to inspect every- thing. I wanted to inspect too. We was jest rummagin’â€"that’s what it was. After the things were 8.11 pulled out, mother got the rocker and wouldn’t do any thing. It was gettin’ late, and I was frightened and poked ’em back in a. hurry. Mother wanted to rummage ag’in the other day and I wouldn’t let her ; then she wouldn’t let me have the keys, so I could fix ’em up. “ But the keys were in my pocket, J ene." “ Mother has a lot of keys. I’ve told you jes’ how it all was.” “ Nothing was taken away 2” “ N 0. Mother ain’t got sense, but she never takes things. I nuther ’cept when I’m hungry. N ever took any thing here. Say, are you goin’ to send us away? ’ As he passed the kitchen windows he saw Jane rushing about as if possessed. and he stopped to watch her. It soon became evi- dent that she was trying to get his supper. His heart relented at once in spite of him- self. “ The poor, wronged child !” he mut- tered. “ \Vhy should 1 be so hard on her for doing what she’s been brought up to do? Well, well, it’s too bad to send her away, but I can't help it. I’d lose my own reason if the mother was here much longer, and if I kept Jane, her idiotic mother would stay in spite of me. If she didn’t, there’d be endless talk and lawsuits, too, like enough, about separating parent and child. Jane's too young and little, anyway, to be here alone and do the work. But I’m sorr for her, I declare I am, and I wish I con (1 do something to give her a chance in the world. If my wife was only living we’d take and bring her up, disagreeable and homely as she is ; but there’s no use of my trying to do any thing alone. I fear, after all, that I shall have to give up the old place and go, -â€"I don’t know where. What is to become of her '3” Having tried to put the articles back as they were before, he locked them up, and went hastily down and out, feeling that he must regain his self-control and decide upon his future action at once. “I will then carry out my purposes in a way that will give the Weeks tribe no chance to make trouble.” As far as he couldgdiscover, Holcroft Was satisfied that nothing had been, taken. In this respect he was right. Mrs. Mumpson’s curiosity and covetousness were boundless, but she would not steal. There are few who doiyot dr'aw the line somewhere. Spurred by one hope, she at last sprung up and went to the kitchen. It was already rowing dark, and she lighted the lamp, indled the fire, and began getting supper wiIZh hreathkss energy. ‘ “ Oh 1 oh !” moaned the child, as she writhed on the floor, “ Mother ain’t got .no sense at all. What is goin’ to become of me? I’d rather hang about his barn than go back to cousin Lemuel’s or any other cousin’s. ” Mrs. Mumpson’s confidence in herself and her schemes was terribly shaken. “ I must act very discreetly. I must be alone that I may think over these untoward events. Mr. Holcroft has been so warped by the’ past female influences of his life that there’s no counting on his action. He taxes me sore- ly," she explained, and then ascended the stairs. “ Jane,” said her mother, plaintively, “I fee} ivgdisppsegi. _I think 1'11 retina” “ Yea-that's the way wish you," sobbed the child. “ You got mainto the scrape uninovg _you retire) “ He can’t put me out before the three mqyglls up up,” qggvgrcd the Willow. “ Yes, be (33.13. We‘ve been a rummagin’ where we’d no biznisafo be. He’s mad enough to do any thing ; he jes’ looks awful ; I’m afraid of him. "- yours thought you could bring about 3 mar- riage ; on at her up to her ridiculous an- tics. 9.113 I the very thought of it all makes me sick.” “0 mother, what shall I do?” J ane cried, rushing into the parlor and throwing her self (in the floor, “ he’s goin’ to put us right out.’ Young Widowâ€"“ Well, in the first place, if we really like a man we don‘t act as if we hated the very sight of him.” “ You don’t ‘2” “ No, and if he for ets himself and hap- pens to touch our hangs, we don’t jump as if he were a. reptile and look as if we thought he ought to go right off and hang himself. Don’t you think you had better adopt our plan?” A “I guess I’ll have to. My plan is too hard work, anyhow.” Another curious case of apparent sensation in a member of the body after it had been amputated comes from Florida. George W. Clay’s arm was amputated, put in a box and buried. Soon afterward he be an to complain that the fingers of the burie hand were cramped and that there was sand be- tween them. His physician and his sister had the box dug up and opened, and found the fingers cramped and the sand between, just as George had said. They arranged the arm properly and reburied it. Clay said that while they were gone he felt an awful pain in the amputated arm, and then came a sensation of great relief, and there was no longer the old cramped sensation in the hand. Society Girlâ€"“ Engaged to Mr. De Lovel Dear me ! How doyou young widows manage to step right in among us young girls and carry OE our nicest beaux ?” The Emperor William of Germany is the tallest monarch, being just six feet. The defunctKing of Bavaria. was the “ shortest,” being in debt several million dollars. He fought hard against despondency7 and tried to face the actual condition of his af- fairs. “ I might have known,” he thought, “that things would have turned out some- what as they have, with such women in the house, and 1 don’t see much chance of get- ting better ones. I've been so bent on staying and going on as I used to that I’ve just shut my eyes to the facts.” He got out an old account book and pored over it a long time. The entries therein were blind enough, but at last he concluded, “ It‘s plain that I’ve lost money on the dairy ever since my wife died, and the prospects now are worse than ever. 'lhat Weeks tribe will set the whole town talking against me and it will be just about impossible to geta decent woman to come here. I might as well have an auction and sell all the cows but one, at once. After that, if I find I can’t make out living alone, I’ll put the place in better order and sell or rent. I can get my own meals after a fashion, and old Jonathan Johnson’s wife will do my washing and mending. I t’s time it was done better than it has been, for some of my clothes make me look like a scarecrow. I believe Jonathan will come with his cross dog and stay here too, when I must be away. Well, well, it’s a hard lot for a man ; but I’d be about as bad off, and a hundred fold more lonely, if I went any- where else. I can only feel my way along and live a day at a time. I’ll learn what can be done and what can‘t be. One thing is clear; I can’t go on with this Mrs. Mumpson in the house a day longer. She makes me creep and crawl all over, and the first thing I know I shall be swearing like a bloody pirate unless I get rid of her. If she wasn’t such a hopeless idiot I’d let her stay for the sake of J ane, but ' won’t pay her good wages to make my life a burden a day longer,” and with like self-communings he spent the even- ing until the habit of early drowsiness over- came him. Reports from the Montana ranges are conflicting, but there seems to be no doubt that the loss has been unusually large. Cat» tle growers in some instances are inclined to admit that the worst stories are true, but they are controverted by others who insist that all such reports are circulated for speculative purposes. The land boomers deny everything and insist that fewer cattle have died than ever before, but they are confounded by the very exaggeration of their assumption that a. herd of cattle can get through an ordinary Montana winter without much loss. Just compare the Cana- dian ranches with those of Montana before deciding on emigrating to What Americans are leased to term the sunny side of the line ut which in reality is the stormy side. “ You’re too young to understand half the trouble that might follow. My plans are too uncertain for me to tangle myself up. You and your mother must go away at once, so I can do what I must do before it’s too late in the season. Here’s acouple of dollars which you can keep for yourself,” and he went up to his room, feeling that he could not witnes_s the child’e distress any longer. . “ You’re afraid ’fi’s' here mothered come a-v‘is‘ifin’!” said the girl, keenly‘ V "‘ N o, J 3110,” said Holcroft, firmly, “you'd make me no end at trouble if you did that. If you’ll be a good girl and learn how to do things, I’ll tryto find ou a. place among kind people some day w en you’re older_&n<l can not: f9}: yourself. ” _ Driven almost to desperation, Jane sug- gested the only scheme she could think of. “If you stayed here and I run away and came back, wouldn’t you keep me? I work all day and all night jes’ for the sake of stayin’ ” “Jane,” he said, kindly, “I’m just as sorry for you as I can be, but you don’t know the difficulties in the Way of what on wish and Ifear I can’t make you no er- stand them. Indeed, it would not be best to tell you all of them. If I could keep you at all, on should stay in the house, and I’d be kin to you, but it can’t be. I may not stay here myself. My future course is very uncertain. There’s no use of my trying to go on as I have. Perhaps some day I can do something for you, and if I can, I will. I will pay your mother her three ,months’ Wages in full in the morning, and then I want you both to get your things into your trunk, and I'll take you to your cousin Lemuel’s.” Holéroft was sorely perplexed and push- ed away his half-eaten supper. He knew himself what it was to be friendlesa and lonely, and his heart softened towards this worse than motherless child. “No,” said the child, blinking hard to keep the tears out of her eyes. “ I ain‘t had no teachin’. I’ve jes’ kinder growed along with the farm hands and rough boys. Them that; didn't hate me teased me. Say, couldn’t I stay in your barn and sleep in thghhey 2’: for you, for .I.;, believe you, would try to dB the beat you éould if given a chance, and I 0313958 you pgvey haggkehgpcqfis Sensation After Amputation. I fear A Great Secret out. I {shy}! five to, Jane:_ I’m sorry (TO BE CO‘ITINUED.) Suflerers are not generally aware that fihese diseases are contagious, or that they are due to the presence of living parasites in the lining membrane of the nose and eustschian tubes. Microscopic research, however, has roved this to be e. (not, and the result le that a slmp e remedy has been lormulstued whereby catarrh, catnrrhsl deafness end hay fever sre cured in from one to three simple agpllcatlone made at home. A pamphlet exglsi‘ningf, fishes! [reatmeng ls sent tree Em r‘eoei t 0‘: stamp by A. y. 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It was first used in England with wonderful success, and has now been intro uced into Canada, and is sold at. 30 and 60 cents a box ; one small box is sufficient to treat 20 sheep. It is used as a. wash. Full directions accompanv each box. Sold by druggists. G. C. Bmoos & Sons, Hamilton, Ont, and C. M. BRIGGS a 8110., Buffalo, N. Y. Agents. Some y'oung men wear white ottoman silk vests fastened with gold or silver buttons. Many upper crust families would like to hire French maids who are deaf and dumb. The mistake the fat woman makes is going too heavily into draperies and “ wing-like ’ wraps. The St. Paul, Minneapolis and Manitoba 'Railway have undertaken to construct 750 miles of new line this season. This will carry the road into Fort Benton, Great Falls and Helena, Montana, opening one of the finest sections of the Territory. The headquarters of the construction depart- ment have been established at the new town of Minot, Dakota, which grew so rapidly last season. Minot is situated at the second crossing of the Mouse River, 118 miles west from Devil’s Lake and 527 from St. Paul. The extensions to be made this season by the railway company will give employment to upwards of five thousand men and three thousand teams, with their drivers. This will afford excellent opportunities for settlers going into North Dakota, after making their selection of location and doing their spring Work, to obtain employment whilst the crop is maturing. in all good ‘fnachine wo}k, Cgpperine can be strongly recommended. The metal can be shipped from Toronto, Montreal, Win- nipeg. and from the patentee, Mr Spooner, Port Hope. â€"Bobcaygeon Independent. engineer so fully appreciate the beauties of a humble, lowly Christian spirit as to have an axle everlastingly tearing itself to pieces, in ared hot passion of fury. Now Copper- ine is a metal patented by Mr. Spooner, of ‘ Port Hope, which cannot by any means be ' induced to a glow of warmth. Its cold- ness would give the chills tocharity. Tofill ‘ a box with it, is like a visit from your wife’s most estimable mama, the axle has tohustle 1 for all it is worth to keep from freezing. ‘ This metal is now being put up in handsome- ‘ ly stenciled wooden packages suitable for counter display, and no hardware store claiming to rank above a tin pot concern can be without a stock. The Georgian Bay Consolidated Lumber Co., the Rathbun Co., the Wm. Hamilton and Peter Hamilton 00’s., of Peterboro’, and others without number, speak of Copperine in the highest terms. In fact engineers from Quebec to New Westminster yearn for Copperine, and Mr. Spooner is rapidly developing a busi- ness of large proportions. For heavy jour- nal bearings, crank ins, stexm boats, saw millsl‘roller grist mifis, planing mills, and Perhaps you don’t know what Spooner's Copperine is. Perhaps you think it is a new cure for rheumatism, or a tem rsnce drink, or a comforter for teething c ildren, or a patent sfi‘air for kee ing your feet dry, and turning your peda extremities into gelvanicbatterles capable (:f melting the gold around your, store teeth with magnetic cur- rents. Well Spooner’s Copperine is nothing ot the kind, is is a. purely non-fibrous, anti- friction metal, for use by engineers in fittin axle boxes. The great difficulty in a. ‘ machinery is to kee the axles from heatin . M Brass, bronze, an hobbit metal are us , but all have more or less friction which en- genders heet, and if there is one thing in this life that amuses an engineer it is 9. hot box. It is not necessary to be an engineer to be acquainted with the pe ‘ulair merits of a hot box, bnt there is nothing will make an LOOK TO YOUR FLOGKS. Spooner’s Copperme.