What a thrilling thought 1 How the fresh, warm blood leaped in her veins and mounted to her fair face, tingling and surg- ing with the emotions of a rapture which 'would not be controlled. How she trembl- ‘ed in a very fever of anticipation, for the pent-up love of three years‘ patient waiting had overflown the dam of 3. studied reserve and rushed to ï¬nd its gravity in the heart of the returning one, impelled by an inherent force of attraction. In an hourâ€"one brief hour, the ship, now miles away, would be to the windward of her, and the breeze which kissed a long- loved face, grown brown in a torrid climate, would be waited to her, bearing with it the ï¬rstwild throb of a true heart kindled to a glow by the sight of his native shores and the ecstatic realization of proximity to her who, in the fervid heat of’the parched and thirsty plains ' of Australia, had never ceased to be his companion spirit and guide. Three years ago last June, all Nature was flushed with the bloom of the opening sum- mer. The flowers, grown amorous under the refulgent warmth of the sun, put on their gayest attire and nodded and bowed to each other, blushing in bright red and purple in a modest realization of the volup- tuous pulse of love. The daisy ogled the violet, and the violet, feeling ashamed of a rising desire to reciprocate the glance, drop- ped his head abashed, when some meddle- some zephyr suddenly put an end to their coquetry by bringing their heads together for a-kiss. The painted moth, on wings of gossamer, flirted with the sportive butter- fly, and was captivated by his gaudy hues and flattering overtures, as they accidental- ly met in the petal of the same poppy and he stole a secret kiss.. The vociferous sky- lark, soaring in the azure of the clouds, sang in mellow notes to all the listening world of insects and birds and men his swelling song of love, and then, after a flut- ter of hesitancy, swooped as straight as only love can fly to his mate and ohirruping birdlings hidden away in the waving grass of a green meadow. The robin perched on a sprig of hawthorn and twittered, in tones that told how near his nest was, of the matchless graces of his mistress Redbreast, who, with coy looks and head demurely turned aside, listened with eager conï¬dence to his every note. And all was love and beauty; and all, save one sighing, tearful twain, seemed to say, “ Love shall last for- ever ; what can sever love ?†' AS SUNSHINE AFTER RAIN. PART I. “ FIRST COMES THE wnnPING.†“’eirdly the twilight of a. cold, blustery day had setin, making the bulls and closely- reefed sails of the various sewgoing craft that flecked the choppy waves of the Bris- tol Channel but dimly visible to the anxious eye of a maiden watcher, who, regardless of the drizzling rain and the frigid blast that drew the tears to her eyes, stood looking seaWard from the Somerset side of the mouth of the river Avon, on the western coast of England. There were many ves- sels of different rigs and burthen anchored in the Penarth roadstead, and there were several, with fur-led sails, being towed by snorting tug-hunts into the safer harbor of Cardiff ; but these had no attraction for her. Her gaze was rivetted on the drifting smoke of a homeward-bound steamer, which, in the course of an houf‘, would be blown in her face, if she waited. These were on the eve of parting, for he was talking to her of distant lands across the ocean ; of rolling prairies, Where the graceful antelope and ungainly kangaroo coursed and bounded over the lonely plain ; of wild and noisesome forests, where human foot had never trod or penetrated their tangling labyrinths ; of frowning moun- tains, steep and arid, where the gleaming gold oozed out with purling water from every opening crevice in the unexplored rocks ; while she, with stifled sobs, strove to keep pace with the flight of his ambitious thoughts. But, ah me ! The flimsy wings of woman’s love will buoy her up on ether when he bids her fly with him to bliss; but what a clumsy flutter she makes when she is urged to fly where there is nought to en- tice her heart and fancy. And so, when Arthur Travers tried to in- fuse her with the enthusiasm he felt as he plumed his imagination for a. prospective trip to the Antipodes, and bade Maude Pur- ‘ver spread the pinions of her fancy to De- hold the success and renown that awaited him in that far-01f country, it was to her like flying against the Wind. Her timid heart could get no farther away than the end of her native shores; and every allu- sion to the journey before her lover only evoked a reference to his return. And when the gallant ship, with bulging sails of snowy white, skipped over the danc- ing waves to the rhythm of the whistling breeze ; and when the scenery of either shofe was passed by as the views of a. panorama and the broadening Channel was merging to the sea, a disconsolate passenger cast fare- well glances at every receding object and yearned in the wake of the ship for one whose face was now hidden from his vision in the years of the future. Still the birds sang as joyous as before, and the flowers bloomed as gay ; the butterfly and the moth flirted and “tripped the light, fantastic toe†on the shimmering beams of the sun as wantonly as ever; but there was left one among them to whom their gaiety was but as the mimicry of a pantomime show. That sad one was Maude l’urver. But that happened three years ago, and has long since been murshalled out as an item among current events. Yet three years of anxious suspence have wrought a. wondrous change in the souls of not a. few; and Maude had known many heart rending vicissitudes since last she had parted from Arthur on the quay in the early morning of that summer day. She was then a. blushing maiden of nine- ‘teen summers, brimming over with senti- ment and coquetry and with just enough of demure coyness which the dawning con- sciousness of maturity imparts to make her irresistibly bewitching. Her fatherâ€"the boldest, jolliest, best-hearted pilot of any in the Channel serviceâ€"was then alive, and, although her mother had died while she was yet in her childhood, she hada. good comfortable home, and never knew the lack of friends. Her sweetheart, too, was then ever at her side, willing to earn every smile by assiduous attention and devoted BY WILL '1‘. JAMES- The ship which some hours ago had hove in sight on the horizon was now almost abreast of her. In fact, it was so near that she could distinguish the passengers and her busy crew out upon her deck. Yet there was no response returned to her eager signals~no answering voice nor wav- ing handkerchief in recognition of her fron- tic exhibitions of joy. But deep-rooted in her soul was the tree of life, whose blossoms are [eve and fruits are joy. This plant was in perennial blm in, putting forth its amaranthine leaves with modest verdancy, and whenitlanguishcd by reason of uncongenial surroundings, a letter from the absent one nourished it as a re- freshing dew and caused its withering leaves to sprout afresh until by the aid of this invisible sustenance, when the term of her waiting was consummated in that last weary vigil, it grew with a tropical luxuri- ance which the intensity of her love had quickened as the time drew nigh for he: to see him face to face and heart to heart once more. He had sailed guythat ship she knew, for he had telegraphed from Melbourne that he would do sotand he always k_ep_t hisAword. A sense of numbness as of the clammy touch of Death crept over her fa’culties like an enshrouding qualm of premonition dire. A half-lowered flagâ€"the Union Jackâ€"was flapping in the wind at the masthead, from which her knowledge of nautical signals pre- saged a. token of some calamity wherein Death had played his part. gallantry, and ready to sacriï¬ce life itself for a kiss. How could she tell for whom that dre-d signal was flaunted '3 What elï¬n of mischief had Whispered to her heart the tidings of sadness? How could she have rightly pre- mised the bitter disappointment in store for her? Ah, how? Yet, guided only by intuition, as one en- dowed with the gift of clairvoyance to a de- gree of infallibility, she turned and flew in the direction of her cheerless home ; but not With any intention to enter the precincts of what should have been the sanctuary of her heart’s retreat. Oh, no, There was no con- solation in store for her there. Bare walls or inanimate furniture cannot feel a pang nor bind up the riven wounds of a broken heart; nor can the stoic misanthropist feel the s mpathy that wells up in every soul after hrist’s own heart. Those from whom a love of God has been expunged through a malevolent misconception of their fellow- beings seldom know how to love or feel the sorrows of another. They are closely environed with a barrier of selï¬shness so impervious, that the plaintive wail of the orphan nor the agonized moan of the be- reaved can penetrate to their heart to awak- en their pity or condolence. The only spark of the Divine infusion of the holy Eternal Spirit within them is that which destines them to a perpetual consciousness, and that, one might almost venture to say, they had better be without, if their extstence subse- quent to this life is continued but to deplore .the saddening retrospect of misspent op- portunities. No, Maude Purver did not go . home to tell her grief. Now she was twenty-two, and although still comely and prepossessing, she was se- date and graveâ€"some said prematurely see but they knew not of the silent struggler that had in the process of time inwrought this unwanted gravity. The indulgent father of her girlhood the ruthless sea had engulfed, and her ï¬ckle friends, ï¬nding no fascination in the earnest face now shorn of its merry, rougish dimples and nonchaJa-nce, had for- saken her. Her dainty shoes and pretty dresses had all been worn out, and the pen- ury of a spinstï¬' aunt, on whom she was now dependmt for support, scoffed at the “ girl- ish †tastes of her niece for a dress which became her, and churlishly provided apparel a la. Puritan to replace them, remarking that what suited herself should surely be good enough for such a trifling little chit as Maude. Poor girl! A‘fragment waif on a desert waste of life's troubled sea, tossed up and downâ€"to and froâ€"and not a soul to care whither she drifted or to be her companion in distress, save that one true heart, and Despairâ€"that unhealthy spriteâ€"had told her he, too, Was now dead. Oh’! the bitter- nessâ€"the anguish of the heart that mourns for that which is not. Shut out by her iso- lated condition from all human relief, she was abandoned and alone. Alone, and yet not alone, for the Father of the fatherless, who spake in times of old then h the in- spired mouths of holy men. ad said : “ \Vhen my father and my mother forsake me, then the Lord will take me up,†Bles- sed consolation 1 One must needs know the loss of earthly friends and relations ere he can feel the more than adequate substitute of our Father-God’s love To him, then, who hears the secret, un- uttered yearnings of the soul, she repaired, and in an agony of supplication besought for strength to endure the trial. Nor was her prayer spurned or disregarded. A se- rene quietude, which the worldling knows not of, shone in on the gloom of her tremu- lous spirit, and there were radiant light and calm diflused upon her, as when the awaken- ing Master bade the storm be hushed on the tempestuous Lake of Galilee. H‘er father had had a little boat built for her just before he lost his life in that terrible gale, and she was very fond of the water and of rowing, which was now her only relic of his indul ent love. Many a time since his death, w en she felt her loneliness and sorrow too poignant longer to bear, she would go down to the river, and, getting into her canoe, would paddle up the stream, breathing out her troubles to the invigorat~ ‘ing air ortrollingforth her grievances in a plaintive song to the merry little elves and fairies who are said to inhabit the woods on the Somersetshire bank of the river, while the listening echoes that haunt, the crags and caverns of the cliff on the Gloucester- shire side took up the strain in repetition till it melted away like a shadow in the dis- tance. And when her eyes had feasted on the grandeur of Nature so profusely displayed on every hand thereabouts, and when her ears had been charmed by the clear-sounding notes of her own voice as their melody was borne in subdued echoes on the stilly air, she would pause to enjoy the thrill of rapture that comes from the communion with that Omnipresent. , Something that lifts our spirits out of our carnal selves to heights of spiritual contem- The captain of the Album“, after he had relegated his command of the ship to the pilot, came down from the bridge, and in answer to the enquiries of Maude, said that Arthur Travers had taken a. second- class passage on his ship from Melbourne to Bristol. and had gotten to be very well liked by his fellow-voyagers and the crew, but he had most mysteriously disappeared within the last twelve hours, no one knew whither. His absence had ï¬rst been notin. ed at the supper table, andIalthough ajthron; h search had been made in every part of theship,he had not been seen since then. The port-holes had been open'down ’tWeen decks durin the evening, and as he was seen near one 0 them, it was inferred that he had fallen overboard and was drowned. He was deeply aï¬ected, as were also everyone on board; but no amount of crying would avert the mischance which had occurred, for the rationale of the inference was obvi- ous. She did not swoon when she heard her misgivings veriï¬ed ; the Hand that tempers the blast to the shorn lamb had quelled all her pain in the vague numbness of a lethargy of the faculties, which in a crisis at times presides over and holds the balance lest the shock should overthrow the reason. She felt like one in a trance, hearing and seeing, yet having no deï¬ned feeling or efl‘ort of the will. All power of mental volition seemed to have been paralyzed at one painless stroke, quick as an electric flash. “ Oh I cruel, cruel, hungry sea. ; you have swallowed up my father and marred the past ; you have eaten up my lover and mar- red the future. I hate you, and I wish I might leave you never to see you again. Arthur gone, too ; now I am indeed alone i†\Vith Aseveral half-suppressed moans she sat down on an empty water-keg and mur- mured in an ï¬ncoheyept, rhapsodical tpne : plation. Then. with renewed vigor and re- juvenated spirits, she would turn around and allow the canoe to glide gently back under that ponderons achievement of manâ€" the Clifton Suspension Bridge, which spans the river from cliï¬ to cliff, and softly on the bosom of the receding tide until its keel grated on the cobbles and pebbles of its landing place. made especially for it lxy him who was no longer one among her village admirers. She could no longer brook suspense. She was just paddling her canoe into mid-stream when she saw a. small pennant being run up the signal halyards of the steamer, which she at once interpreted as a call for the river pilot to come aboard. This changed her plans. Turning back, she waited while the pilot-boat was manned, and then. without consent or apology, she took her seat beside the pilot in the stern and was rowed to the side of the great iron shipn The present year has been distinguished by an unusual number of railroad accidents in which the-loss of life has been lamentably large. It had hardly opened when the people of Montreal were shocked by the calamity at \Vhite River, by'which between twenty and thirty lives were blotted out. Soon after came the “Tin bridge" disaster, near Boston, when a great number perished Then followed the holocaust in Illinois, where a earload of passengers were burned to death, and a little later accollision at St. Thomas, which has not yet ceased to be talked about. But bad as these were, they have been exceeded in horror by the oc- currence near Chatsworth, by which more than a hundred lives were instantly taken away, in one instance not a soul es- caping out of a crowded car load. In this, as in the worst of the other eases referred to, the cause was in connection with a bridge, the weakness or material of which rendered it insufï¬cient or liable to destruction from ï¬re. At Chatsworth the ï¬re was the cause ; at White River and Roslindale it was the accompaniment of the accident, but in each the result was most deplorable. 0n whom, ifan any one, the blame for the present accident rests, is not known. Sometimes railroad mishaps occur in spite of every fore- sight and precaution ; and it can truly be said that no one is at fault. But there seems to be a general lesson to be drawn from all these and like events, that no known weakness should be allowed to exist in the roadbed or equipment of a line over which the public travel. Faster and heavier trains and more of them are being constantly called for, and the strain on everything con- nected with railroading is proportionately increased. A defect is thus more likely to show itself, and at a moment possibly when l the greatest interests are imperilled. There are varying circumstances connected with each particular accident, but their fre- quency of late all over the continent, which has been remarked altogether independent of such great calamities, gives reason to think that a general cause may contribute to their bringing about. The march of im- provement in the railroad service of Ameri- ca has been very marked, and structures and appliances that ten years ago may have ‘ been considered sufï¬cient, are now behind‘ the time. But with the advan in this respect, have come greater requ rements, and the greater traflic implies greater wear and tear and increased risks, to avoid which an unending vigilance has tobe and is main- tained. But the best of care may leave one spot unguarded, to be discovered when some such calamity attracts the world’s at- tention. The bottom facts of the present disaster will, no doubt, be brought out in due course, until which time the public can only express its sympathy for the victims and their friends, numerous as they are, and the numbers of Whom must be almost without precedent on this continent. 3 Russia. has sent four cruisers and one iron‘ clad to the Paciï¬c Ocean with everything in readiness for war. This move furnishes an additional reason why the Imperial Govern- ment should subsidize the Canadian route, so as to be able to send troops to the East, as large ironclads cannot navigate the Suez (ï¬nal. A Philadelphia syndicate is to introduce the telephone into China. The decree giv- ing the syndicate the exclusive right to esâ€" tablish and operate lines in the Chinese Empire was si ed by the Chinese Govern- ment a few aye ago. The syndicate is headed by Wharton Barker and Li Hung Chang, the Chinese Viceroy. The negoti- ations were transacted by Count Mitkie- wiez, a Russian nobleman. The Chinese Government takes one half the stock of the company established by the decree. \Vork on the lines will be commenced at once. The'scheme embraces long distance com- munication between China’s principal cities l as well as local service. Railroad Accidents. (TO BE CONTINUED.) l’eshe for holding the doctrine that it is better to, argue with a man than to kill him. Sir Wilfrid maintains thatgreat armaments do notgive a. country security, and he quotes Lord Beaconsï¬eld‘s declaration that “ the great wars of history settle nothing.†After thousands of men had been slaughter- ed, the matter had to be settled by treaty, as it might have been before war was de- clared. Wers would cease, we are told, if people took time to consider. Nations are bound by treaty to use no explosive bullets. From this Sir Wilfrid argues that a treaty might just as easily be made to use no guns, and then no swords, and lastly not even ï¬sts. The Association, he claims, is right in seeking to raise public opinion on what he terms the “ swagger and slaughter†system. The Late Lord Lytton was wont to declare that the engines of destruction would become so formidable as T0 RENDER \VARS ABSURD ‘ and impossible, seeing that it would mean death to all concerned. If we are to accept this dictum, the death, ’during the past few days, of Herr Krupp, has removed the foremost apostle of peace, although Sir Wilfred Lawson and other members of the Arbitration Association might be slow to recognize the great cannonvfounder as a brother in arms. Few people can have any idea. of the gigantic proportions of the gun- making establishment at Essen. The father of Herr Krupp is said on his death bed to have entrusted the secret of his steel manu- facture to his sons. The business which had such a small beginning, to-day employs over 16,000 men. That Herr Krupp was a very genius in his profession and a man of vast enterprise admits of no doubt. He posses- sed iron mines in Spain and conveyed the metal to Germany in his own fleet of steam- ers. He worked collieries for the supply of coal, and his vast establishment is linked with all the principal railways by means of branch lines. Connected with the works is a range seven miles in extent for th experi- mental testing of the cannon. Ove 200,000 powerful guns had been furnished by Krupp to a dozen difl‘erent Governments. His can- nons were actually used by both sides in the struggle between Russia and Turkey, and they were brought to hear u on the' British troops by the Egyptians. o wond- er that the German Emperor, who has been a soldier from his youth up, delighted to honor the gunmaker, whose name has been linked with nearly all the great Wars of re cent years. nel- Krupp’s Vast Businessâ€"SerVlln-ld Low- son on lnlornallonal Bulrhcry. The Christian Warm remarks that the fed- eration of European peace societies appears to be making satisfactory progress. At the same time the forces ranged against the International Arbitration and Peace As- sociation are something formidable_ The enemies of peace, according to Sir Wilfrid Lawson, are the leisured classesâ€"“those dangerous people with plenty of money and little to do;†the educated classes “ Who have been taught that glory consists in kill- iugpeople ;â€andtheologicalpeople, who,asa rule “ show their gmtitude when thousands of men are being butcheret ." All these people are said to condemn the Apostles of The following letter has been received by the President from Queen Victoria. in re- sponse to a. letter from the former congratu- lating her on_the pccgsion of {181‘ Jubilee :â€" “ Uur good friend,â€"\Ve have received from the hands of Mr. Phelps, United States Minister at our Court, the letter which you addressed to us on the 20th day of May lest, and in which you convey your congrat uletions and those of the people of the United States, on the occasion of the cele- bration of the ï¬ftieth anniversary of our ascension to the throne. We request you to accept our best thanks for this proof of your friendship and good will, wcich, with the similar proofs we have received from the rulers and people of other States, has caused us most sincere gratiï¬cation. In thanking you also for the choice which you have made of Mr. Phelps to be the interpreter of your sentiments on this occasion, we request you to accept: in return our best wishes for your own uninterrupted happiness and wel- fare and for the prosperity of the United States, and so we recommend you to the protection of the Almighty.“ “Given at our court at Windsor Castle, the 18th day of July, in the year 1887, and in the ï¬fty ï¬rst year of our reign. “ Your good friend, “ VICTORIA." Four fatal accidents to Alpine tourists are reported from Zurich, making eighteen deaths in the Alps within a mqpth‘. The death is announced at C3nstantinople of Behmn Agha, the Sultan’s chief conï¬den- tial adviser. who virtually directed the State afl'airs at Turkey. Two Boston hack-drivers and a. sister heme jointly inherited a. fortune of ten mil- lions left by an uncle who died recently in Texas. The family originally belonged to Fredericton, N. B. The Imperial House of Commons is ex- pected to appoint a. committee next session to enquire into the immigration of destitute aliens and report on the measures adopted by other countries to remedy the evil. MLWV. H. Smith stated in the House of Commons that communications were pro- ceeding with the British Minister at VVash- ington regarding the seizure of certain British schooners within treaty limits in Alaska. The curiosities of railway rates are making themselves apparent to the ï¬sh-mongers of Scotland, who have to pav for the carriage of $35 worth of ï¬sh to London the same price as is charged for the carriage of $425 worth of beef, and who ï¬nd further that a. ton of beef can be sent from Chicago to Lon- don as cheaply as a. ton of ï¬sh from Peter- head to London. ‘ Two dynamite cartridges were exploded on the \Vest Clare Railway bridge at Ennis Aug. 15th. No serious damage was done. Two other cartridges Were found on the bridge, which had failed to explode. The Town Hall at Crusheen, County Care, was ï¬red into, but no damage was done. The damages on account of the Chats worth accidentwillnotbeshort of $1,000,000. Probably 80 people will die, and $5,000 is the limit that can be collected for a dead person. This one item will ï¬gure up $400,< 000. The seriously wounded may collect $10,000 or $15,000 each. Add to this the loss of business and the damage to property, and the disaster will cost the company a round sum. The Queen to the President. GUNS AND PEACE. Popular Education. We sympathize with the is: ‘ing which often leads citizens to boast t' at» child born in this country need grow ' p in ignor- ance, and yet it is a fact that many people who have learned to read and write have never tangl t themselvesto think. A man who suffered irom catarrh, consumption, bronch- itis, scrofula, or “liver complaint,"might read till his eyes dropped out, how these and many other diseases have been cured by Dr. Pierce‘s Golden Medical Discovery, but if he did not take the lesson to himself and. test the virtues of this great medicine, his time would be thrown away. In book-markers sbme new} and pretty ones are made of birch bark with “Indian fringe†at both ends. Dr. Sage‘s Catarrh Remedy cures when every other so-called remedy fails. \Vomen say that the trouble with most of modern perfumes is than they are not sufï¬ciently enduring. A few days ago the sum of one thousand dollars was paid over by the Morse Soap Company of Toronto and divided as follows:â€" Hcspital for Sick Children . . . . . . . . . . . 232.33 Orphans’ Home o . . . . . i . . . . o . . 168.78 House 0! Providence. .. 156.30 Boys’ Hone . . . . . . 93.10 Girls’ Home . . . . r i . . . 76 30 Home for Incurables . . . . . . 43,90 St. Nicholes Boys’ Home. 57 68 ' lnfants‘ Home . . . . . . . . . . . . 155.94 House of Industry . . . . . . , . . . , . . r . . . . 8.08 The system ofdivision was according to the number of Morso'a mottled Sospwrappers which each institu tion received lrom Jan let to Aug lst. These wrap pers were sent in by lriends of the Institutions all over the country with the above result. The ï¬rm deserves great credit for this novel and practical advertisementâ€"so much so that the whole country is talking about it and once more stï¬nning the good qualities of MORSE’S MOTTLED. New glass berry bowls and saucers are light and a.in enough to be smashed at the slightest provocation. Free! Free !! Free!!! A Book of Instruction and Price List on Dyeing and Cleaning, to be had rratis by calling at any of our oflices, or by post by sending your address to R. Parker & Co., Dyers andCleaners, 759 to 763 Yonge St., Toronto. Branch Ofï¬ces: 4 John St. N., Hamilton ; 103 Colbome St., Brantford. Croquet sets this season are more elaborate and expensive than ever, and the game as quarrelsome. Whenever your Stommh or Bowel: get out of or- der, causing Biliousnesa, Dyspepsia, or Indigestion, and ï¬heir attendanï¬ evils, take at once a dose of Dr. varaons Stomach Bitters. Best family medicine. All Druggists, 50 cents. YolING MEN suflering from the enacts of ear'y evil habits, the result of ignorance and folly, who ï¬nd hhemselves weak, nervous and exhausted ; also Mm- nu-Aosb and OLD Mm who are broken down from ï¬ne eflects of abuse or over-work, and in advanced Ute feel the consequedces of youshlul excess, sand for and mum M. V. Lubon’s Treatise on Diseases of Men. The book will be sent sealed to any address on recel t of two 36. stamps. Address M. V. LUBON, 47 Waging- Gon St. E. Toronto Ont People ored lace fashion. Hall chairs with a. clock fastened 1n the centre of the high back are something new in furniture. The Sportmg Record, In Book form, contains a correct record of the FAST- ssr Tun: and best performances in all Dnmamzms or Srom‘. Aquatic and Athletic performances, Bil- liard, Racing and Trotting records. Baseball, Cricket, Lacrosse, etc. Price 6c. stamps taken. Address all orders to THE RECORD, 50 Front St. East, Toronto, Canada, Room No. 1-5. Jet poekets seen on some of the girls of the period on parade are exceedingly beautiful and stylish. Catarrh, Catarrhal Deamess and Hay Fever.†Suflerers are not generally aware that these diseases are contagious, or that they are due to the presence of living parasites in the lining membrane of the noes end eustachian tubes. Microscopic research, however. has roved this to be a fact, and the result is that n aim e remedy has been formulated whereby catarrh, catarrhel deafness and hay fever ere cured in iron one to three simple agplioatione Edda at home. A pamphlet explainingt is new treatment is sent free on receipt of stamp h A. H. Dixon & Son. 808 King StreetJVeat Toronto. weds. Blotters are so pretty and elaborate now- adays that it seems a. shame to put ink im- pressions on them. People who are subject to bad brenh, [on] coated tongue), or my disorder of the Stomach, can an once be relieved by using Dr. Carson's Stomach Bitters, the old and tried remady. Ask you: Druth Prince Ferdinand, of Coburg, with more pluck than prudence, has assumed the reins of power in Bulgaria. Russia. and France are united in their opposition to his preten- sions, the latter country having already in- structed its agents to hold an oï¬icial inter- course with the new Bulgarian government. Germany and Austria are in hisI favor, but how far they would go in his support there is no means of ascertaining. It seems rea sonable to suppose, however, that the Prince would hardly have assumed so great a resâ€" ponsibility without assurances of some kind of powerful backing. There cannot be a. doubt that his course is a. serious blow to Russian plans and Russian influence. Di- plomacy may work a peaceful solution of the puzzle involved, but with Austrian, Ger- man, Italian, Turkish, and British inter- ests on one side and French and Russian on the other it cannot be denied that the sit- uation is more than ordinarily complicated and threatening. $1,000 For the Sick and Poor. The ï¬shing seizures are not all on one side. Rather the reverse, for when the value of seals is considered the seizures by our neighbors in the Behrings Straits becomes much more serious than our captures off the coasts of the mari- time provinces. During seven days of July, extending from July 9 to 16, no less than three vessels were taken containing nearlv two thousand sealskins, which were all conï¬scated. Compared with the opera.- tions of our protective service this is far more weighty and , we should say, a. great deal more likely to lead to unpleasant com- plications. [RECTIONS FOR STAMPING AND BE- CEI PIS {or manufacturing four diï¬erent pow- dersâ€"blue, white, yellow and the French liquid stamping for plush, velvet and silk, minutely describ- ed in print, all sent by mail for 40 cents, C. STID. MAN FIEROE, 41 King St. East, Toronto. Butterick’a patterns and books always on hand. “ Ah me "! sighed Potts, " I‘m tired of living. The world is hollow, ambition's mm." “ Come pow "! said his chum, “ I know the 54va toms ; . It‘s all your liverâ€"that's very plain. You need not suffer, for help is easy; Pierce's Pellets go right to the place. ‘A friend to the hilious,’ I well might call themâ€" There's nothing better ; they’ll suit your 0358." Potts ceased his :ighinz and bought the “Pellets.' No more he mourneth his hapless 101;! His face is cheer! 1, his heart is lightaome. His melancholy is guite forgot! say that next winter different c01- parlor window curtains will be the