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A NORTHUMRERLAND SKETCH 0F THIRTY YEARS AGO. "My , bairn, I feel kind o’troubled like, for the preacher body he kept’ telliln’ us as maun gan' into “or closets to pray, and wars is that small and that fqu o‘ taties naebody mum manage it ony gait," and Betty Best sighed as she stretched her poor old feet in front of the fire that Sunday afternoon, and looked wistfully‘towards her gaunt middle-aged daughter, ap- pealing for a little light on her pro- lilelm. The latter was standing at the palin deal table, putting paper covers on some halfâ€"dozen jamâ€"pots, and did not. answer ‘immediately, for J ane’s fingers were coarsened by field-work, and her task was in her eyes a. delicate one. Poor as they were, she had man- aged to make "a boilin” of that de lici'ous apple jelly which. can alone be made from the wild crab, or "scrab" as it is locally called, and proud she was of its garnet-like clearness. As she pressed down the last cover. however, she spoke: "I dinet ken aught about closets, though maybe's the Lord will hear us; whether or no, ] mind I did ask him to send us a good crop when I was plantin’ them taties, and sure enough never had we the likes on‘t‘; but I dee like to see you man get into the pulpit; he always has that nice an’ white shirt breast, and his coat is that fine and black and Milly, it looksâ€"gee fittin,’ and oh, but no dorm thump the good book fair won- derful," and with this exposition of her views of preaching Jane returned to her task. Sunday afternoon though: it was, she felt' no burden on her conscience 'by reason of its mundane character- rather, indeed, 'unconsciously prided herself because it was a."nice tidy job, and she could do ill in a. clean white a’I-lron." The function had almost a sort of sanctity about it and partook of a religious character. Sunday was principally marked to Jane by the fact that she could wear a white aipron all day, instead of the coarse sacking wrapper proper to field- work. . - - Jane wrought the "Bondage" on the farm where her brother was "hind." and Worked from 6a.m. to 6 p. m., for the lhandsome sum of fifteen-pence, and when tlhe weather wasn't too rough. Jame was wonderfully con- tented too. and no more thought of questioning the rigntness of it than she did that of the hours of rising and the setting of the sun itself. Jane could neither react nor write. and was not clever enough to heme found out for herself that if everybody left off working twelve hours and only worked eight, poverty would be no more. and the pure stream of na- tional prosperity would forthwith run whereever directed. even uphill if the . _ were laid on proper Socialistic princi lesl I_Ah_ well.‘ the world moves and we with it, and if Contentment must needs (be to give biirth to Progress, so let it be. Perhaps no human being has a right‘to be contented with so little as poor Jane pofiessed. Her life had known no great joy, not even the bluesoming time of youthful love. for "virtue" is too often a. very stern: and almost sordid thing below a certain level of intellectual cultureâ€" either it means _a, prudent and too often lovelem marriage, or a life of old maidenhead unsoftened and unsweet- ened by any recollection of the happy pairing time which ought by rights to come toall: l . Love in its higher aspects is a planb that needs culture for its development, needs something of leisure, something of freedom from lower cares, if a. man or woman hasn’t bread and cheese. he or she tllilmksof bread and cheese first and companionshi second,â€"- needs, too. a, touch of sod -consciousness and a sense of individualityâ€"("I must be I” â€"before there comes any wish for mental In fact, mind must exisct before it can unite itself to mind. "Love" to Jane meant ruin and s _, as she had seen it in some of bar girl companions, while her view of marriage was expressed naively, enough wlhen speaking of that of a comparatively wealthy woman: “What call had she to marry? She'd plenty to keep herself l" and apparently folly could no farther go in Jane’s maiden mgdt tho h .i u ' " joy had been unborn, her life had 'hlel’d one great pamion; a love deep-as that of sex, tender and self- detnyi-ng as that of motherhood itself. 7 ver Since the day when, a girl of €518- , her baby brother had been given her to hold and to nurse, "\Vor Dan" had meant all the _world to Jane. And a. bonny chile he Shad beenâ€"- sturdy and strong, and "wilful asalad bau‘n should be," and a heavy weight for poor underfed Jane to carry in his tticpabdays, .when. their mother . orkmg in the firlds, the little girl had be nurse'and housekeeper and cook, and carry dirtners to the fieldâ€"workers, With the aim by youngster astride her back, or slung in ashsawl so as to leave he rhands free for basin and for basket. How proud she was of him, too, so proud she forgot his fweight, forgot even that he hurt her when his hard little fists beat her Shoulders or tugged at her'hnlr, as he cried, "Jenny do fastenâ€"Dari 'ants to ltwot,” and the. tired, Willing steed tried to trot forthâ€" With. Don was a man now, and a strong, dvlooking chap, too; and though he i d not been'ln a hurry about it, hcl was donng a. bit of Courting on his own. account at last, and Jane had his Sllpv' per to keep waiting while the milk-l maid at the farm took longer to fillJ or cans in the hue than she was he old molher by the wont to do, and t mgle muttered to herself that “Dan should line niore sense than let his,l hastyâ€"Ipuddin' spoil for all the losses; that ever were made," and that “mail good would come 0' SUChl a flyâ€"liyâ€"l'he- Autumn wore on and winter came, and a terribly severe one it was. Snow fell heavily very early, and lay for weeks on the outlying farms where food grew scarce for man and beast, and it was difficult to get fresh supâ€" plies in the blocked condition of the roads. There was no field work. proper, but: Jane had to help in foddering the cat- tle and herding the Sheep, and many a weary plunge she had With backâ€" loads of hay or aprons full of cut tur- nips, while her limbs ached and her fingers grew benumbcd.‘ But the worst was yet to come. Dan the stalwart, Dan the beautiful, Dan "the manâ€"body," took cold. How, no one knew, and soon he lay gasping for breath and groaning as the sharp cut- ting pain of pleurisy darted through his body. ' ,. There was much of the baby still in the liilg, strong man, and he_wais all unused to suffering, and as night fell the pain grew worse. . The nearest medical man lived seven miles away. and the roads were barely passable, while telegraph-Wires lwere things as far removed. They .kept early hours at the farm, and the lights were all out, and Dan, "Bonny Dan,’ might die before the morning. Meanwhile they did what they could, and if the remedies were not of the best, they were, at all events, numer- ous enough, beginning w1th"pepper- mint waters," and ending With a dip- ner~plale heated in the oven and laid where the pain was worst. Still no relief came, and the strong young fellow turned his check to the pillow and wept like a child. . "Eh. my man, my bonny man, dinna, now dinna. I’ll gan to Horton mysel. 1’1“? 5’6 shall hae a bottle lrae the doc- tor,“ and Jane took her thin, old show] and her woollen bonnet from the peg behind the door and stepped out into the night. Dare she waken them at the farm and ask the master to send? But there was nobody to go, for Dan and she were the only workpeople lhali lived near. for Jim the ploughâ€"boy had gone to his mother's "huryin’," and the farmer was getting an old man himâ€" self, and not too kindly either, it must be confessed. "Sally?" No. Sally might like a good-looking chap like Dan well enough to fetch and Carry for her, but catch her turning out of her warm bed to do aught for him," thought Jane, comforting herself amid her suffering with the thought that no one could love Dan as she did, and maybe she wasn't far wrong. Any- how, she needed all her love before the night was over. The woman was very tired to start with, for she had tried to do both Dan‘s work and her own, "so that the poor beasts should not want their meat," and in her care for them had wellâ€"nigh forgotten food for herself. Her clothes were thin and worn, and her shoes were heavy, yet for from. water-tight, and the roads she had to travel alternated between bits that were hard and frostâ€"bound, but mm- figratively passable where the wind (1 swept them clear. and others inches thick of snow, where it lay in the hollows, and the air was keen and cold, and pitiless as that of Dante’s "Inferno" itself. It was well on to ten o’clock when she started, and the night was dark save for the stars, and the gleam of the unsmmzhed icy snow. Such a night in the country is the acme of loneliness. The world itself seemed dead and the wind alone left to mourn. Not a. sound of bird nor beast to break the stillness; and the solitary wayfarer may travel miles Enthout meeting another human crea- ure. Jane was prosaic enough, and yet weird. new thoughts came to her in that night's walk. .Straiige, she hardly knew what the night was like till then. for all her forty years of country life, for she had been wont to go to bed at sundown, and, weary and sleepy, had never thought of rising to look from her win- dolw at midnight storms or midnight ea in. .How far off the sky seemed, and how big the dark, threatening clouds that told of more snow yet to come. Did God live up there, and would Danâ€" 'her Danâ€"(have to go all the way up there by himself? And would God ken who he was, and not be hard on him, _ for he‘d never had much schoolin’? And maybe Dan would forget his manners, as he used to do when met the arish priest, and not think to pull his forelocks till she minded him what the Quality looked for. God was, in Jane’s mind, not so very unlike the "priest." only big or and older; and. in her heart, she t ought, kinder. for "He had heard her when she prayed for a good crop o’taties, and that was good of him, seci-n’ he'd such a. lot 0’ things to mind. and sac many folks speakiii' to him that could. make ‘grand prayers.’ Eh! Would he happen to listen if she asked him to spare Dan? One moment she knelt stars in the soul went on A _ beneath the piercing cold, and all her in a. cry for help to the Power she knew so little but yet felt was good. . Then a. little more hopeful, a. little stronger, even as it seemed, in body, she went on her way. It was slow work at best, and the drifted snow was toilsome; the woman’s 'breath came in short, hard gasps at times, and there was a sound Ln her cars like church bells far away, and she wondered what it meant. Once or twice she staggered, but never for one moment thought of re- linguisbing her purpose. At last she reached the village and roused the man she sought. “It‘s Dan â€"wor Danâ€"ye maun come, for he's gae' bad," she sobbed, and leaned against the door-post as she spoke; and the doctor, weary though he was, looked_once into the woman’s face and knew it was no light case that had brought her there. “Poor soulâ€"poor soul ; sit down a. bit and rest. You are not fit to walk back," he said. But Jane had done her work 51nd turned to go. "Ye'll ride your more, doctor; she'll travel faster wantin’ the gig, for the Snow’s gae thick in places and barely passable," and the wisdom of her coniin stopped his offer of a seat by his side: Back into the night the woman went. and the darkness was deeper, and the cold iore pitiless. No sound, no hu- man ’Ools’tcps, only by and by the (loc- tonpassell her on his horse, and spoke a kindly word, but did not wait her reply, and, indeed, she had no voice to answer. Once or twice she stumbled, and once she fell and lay a. moment or two sky as Sally was like to be. in blissful rest. (Hi. the relief of giv» ing up the struggle and the strange sense of peace; and again that far-off ringingâ€"was it really bolls? And was it a warning? Folks did have them whilesl Thcn through all her fainting senses came again the thought of Dan, and nerved her for another effort. She must see his canny face againâ€". must know how he wasâ€"and upborne by her intensity of love, the tired woman managed the last mile or two almost in a state of trance. She grew uncouâ€" scious of all that surrounded herâ€"of Kthe cold, the darkness, and even of her own body, and seemed to herself tobe alllready present where her loved one ay. "He is easier now, and TH try and come again tomorrow," said the doc- tor. who had remained longer than usual at the cottage, fighting Death with his own hands for the old mother was far from an effluent nurse. Even as he spoke the latch was lifted, and Jane entered. Her eyes were sel~her lips drawn across her teeth. and she looked mil and straight and white as one already dead, yet her pal- lid lips tried to form a. question. Tried, but tried in vain. "Yes, there is hopeâ€"hope assuredly," the doctor said, answering that pa- thetic appeal; but even as he spoke he. laid the woman on the low trestle bed and tried to feel the pulseless wrist. The hours passed, and the woman lay apparently unconsciousâ€"though the doctor was still in the little home tryâ€" ing ever means he knew to keep the ebbing lifeâ€"for Dcalh, great Death, was hovering near. Morning broke, and Dan lay sleep- ing like a child, his breathing peaceful, and his hot and feverish forehead cool and moist; but Jane’s face looked strangely grey in that early light of down. Then her eyes uncloscd and “her lips murmured one word just audible to the doctor, as he stooped over her, "Dan!" “Dan will pull through now, my woman," he answered; but his voice hall :1 quiver in it that surprised him- scl . A smileâ€"a gleam of joyâ€""Eh, God did hear then, bless him, and heaven mziiin be nearer than I thought, the music is that sweet." Then there was silence, and another soul was free from earthly bondage forevermore. Isabella \Veddle. HE COMPROMISED. [low .1 ‘Ilucerlulscd nan Scillctl Willi the Railroad Company. The railroad superintendent was very busy, and when the pale man with rag- ged Whiskers limped in with one arm in a sling, patches of court plaster all over his face and a bandage ticdaround his head, he looked up impatiently and said: “\Vell, what is it ?" "I've got a damage suit for $50,000 against your road," said the pale man. "but before filing it I thought I’d come and see if you'd like to settle it out of court. I’m ruined for life and there ain’t a. jury in the state that would cut it down more’n half." The superintendent wheeled round in his chair and his manner changed. "Come in, sir.” he said. “and take a seat. At what place on our road were you hurt ?" "Three miles from here. where she curves. I don't sleep any of nighlls and I guess I’m injured internally. One of my arms may have to come off. and my spine’s getting weaker every day." The superintendent congratulated himself that the man had fallen into his hands before the lawyers had gotâ€" ten hold of him, and his hand began to wander towards his check book on his desk. "Its getting worse." said the pale man. “I don't see no rest night or day." " How were you hurt ?" " Well, it was this way. [was tramp- in’ down this way lookin' for work. and I laid down on the track a. while to rest and dropped off to sleep. That was 3 o'clock in the aflemoon and the fast express was due to come along at 3.30." "Did the cowcalchcr strike you f" " No. it wasn’t the rowcatcher. That’s where my damage. suit comes in. You see. your train was two hours, behind schedule time, and I woke u) about 4 o'clock and went over to a armhouso to ask for some grub. There was a redâ€"headed widow running the lace, and she took a shine to me and look a shine to her. About three weeks later I married her. Talk about cow- catchei‘s, colonel! cowealcliers ain't in it with that woman. You see, the fix she’s got me in. If your tram had been on time I'd have been killed nice and 9353' and never got into this trouble. \VhaHl you offer for a compromise '2" .Thc superintendent felt relieved sufâ€" ficiently to hand out half a dollar, and the pale man arccpled it. ' " It's below my figures," he said, "but we’ll call it square. 1'“ get a pint of whisky with this, and if that old cow- catclier runs against me when go home toâ€"niglit she'll think. she's Jump- ed the track, collided With a gravel train and went through a. forty-foot trestle. You may cqnsnder my ' suit against your road Withdrawn. sir." ,, at THE SUL'I'AN AND ELEC’l‘RIClTY. The Sultan seems to have a curious mingled liking for and a. dread of elecâ€" tricity, Sllflle years ago he caused lo be erected in the grounds of Yildiz Kiosk, a small theatre lighted by in- candaseent lamps. One day, he saw the workmen trenching the walls in order to bury the Wires leading from the engine-room to the theatre, and stopped the work, insisting that the wires should all In placed in sight on poles, as he feared that otherWIse they might be used to produce an explo- sionl. He has also an electrical boat on a small lakghan English (lairâ€"curl, driven by electrit‘ily, and a. tiny c ectriâ€" cal train-car, upholstered in satin and gold which run to a circle. If is said that he has never yet ventured inside any of these vehicles: and also that he has forbidden the use of telephones in Constantinople, lest murderous conspir- acies should be devised over the wires. IN DllSUUlSE. Do you like milibugi-f \Voll. 1 never cat it, but I smoke it Sumt‘llll|(‘5. A TITLED INVESTOR'S VIEWS ON MINERS’ PROSPECTS. â€" From "10' lbriiwiiigvlkoom of ('h‘lll‘rallnn lo a Miner's Lireâ€"A Striking (‘ontrnsl ltclwccu Alilerlrnn and (‘anmllnn Lift- a! flu- Rliincsâ€"azosslnml‘s Prospects. “'hen Sir Charles Ross stepped out of the drawing-room of civilization it was to Step into the woollen shirt. and the coarse leggings of the unconventionâ€" al wast. Sir Charles might have been content with the drawingâ€"room of life, for it was furnished with all softness and case. Balnngown Castle, in the north of Scotland, confessed him lord and master. He might have cast a prideful eye over seven [hundred thouâ€" sand acri-s, of which he was the sole possessor; and he was conscious of the homage of hundreds of leal-hearted Highlanders, who recognized him as head of the clan, who had not changed with the years, and who were. as unso- phisticated as if the miracles of steam- and telegrap'hy had never been. But then Sir Charles was only twen< ty-two; he loved the adventurous and the unknown: he had been the pride of the Cambridge University crew; he had thrown the shoulder stone and run in the half-mile; and, in fine, was a splendid young fellow, who stood six feet, and felt it in his blood and ‘bones that he should have a period of rough« ing it. 60 hp came out to British Columbia a-hunting. That was about four years ago. He said farewell to his dressing case, and with woollen shirt, and rough lr-ggings, and a. stout little pony, not forgetting a plentiful supply of pork and beans, HE STARTED FOR THE \V'ILD. And it was while engaged in shootâ€" ing things that he turned to mining. He meta mining expert, and the result was that he examined the prospectus in a certain claim. This claim to-day is known as the 'Centre Star’ rmlneg close to the ’\Var Eagle.’ It has passed the experimental stage. It is as cer- tain as anything can be certain that it will speedily pay handsome dividends. Sir Charles put a. considerable amount of money into it; so did, subsequently, a few friends. No shares are offered for sale toâ€"day. The business isa close corporation. Pity you could not see Sir Charles as typifyiiig, in his dress, the unconâ€" ventional west. “The fact is," he said to a reporter in Montreal the other day, in the course of some talk, "that I was thinking of getting my photograph taken in my coarse suit; but I will confess to you" (laughing heartily) “that l. was too ashamed to have the business done. Roughing it is all very well for a. while, and particularly when you do it for pleasure, and not from compulsion; but I can tell you that it gas alittle tiresome now and then. You feel, af- ter a few months of it, that you would like to get back to civilization. For instance, you have to discard all non tions of refinement. You wears). coarse woollen shirt and leggings. with you upon your trips pork and beans, and a pot of treat-1e as a special luxury. You camp out at night on the ground, wrapping your blankets about. you. if you are long out your clothes will get rugged and dirty. l rememâ€" ber entering Vancouver once with ONE SLEEVE IN MY SHIRT, my boots full of holes and o. forlnight’s beard on my face. I was thoroughly disreputable, and felt it. not finical. you know. I can rough it, and am going back to the business now for stout ihrcc years, with, of course, a holiday new and then thrown in; but (with a little grimacc) “you can have too much of it." "There 1:: no social life in ROSSlilDd yet, of course?" “Not. an atom. The miners all dress alike, of course, and 1 dress like Lhc miners, when I aim in town. When we go out upon long trips to the hills we have to inkc poi-luck for every- thing. Call it free and healthful but the g0:er things of civilization taste. good wlncn you return." - "Could you give it word of advice to people in the cast as to making invesh mcnits?” “Well, the best advice, I think is to severely investigate all claims and pros- pectuses put forward by interested par- ties. 'l‘herp is no doubt in the. world that. there iso. splendid mining field in British Columbia, but on the other hand, there are not it few swindling affairs. Can the seductive prospectus be made good? Tllxlt is the question for the investor. Well, if you cannot go yoursclf to make investigation, you win engags a reputable lawyer in Itossluiid to do the business for you. ,'l‘liut is the best way. For instance. we saw some lune ago a. prospectus issued by :in eastern firm which s:t forth Ihat rich veins had been discovered in a cer- tain properly. We all laughed at it. it was a lie, pure and simple. But, curi- iously enough, after the issue. of the prospectus, RICHNESS \VAS ACTUALLY SERUM. This was an accident. I The intention was to deceive. Again a C(‘l‘lztln offer was made to me touching a terâ€" tain properly. The mining machin- ery was said to be new. it was second hand, as a matter of fact. Now secondâ€" hand mining machinery may be as good as new, or ii “my be absolutely worthless. These are samples. Be sure of the Ult‘ln who are engaged in the. business, and Inuke rigid enquir- ies. All men are not mining experts. and doubtlms not a few iiiuii zu'i- llll- posed upon who issue thwsu flaring Stfllt‘lllll‘nls in all lioncsly.” “The minors an :1, singularly quiet ‘isiiiLiBii ULD if You take, ‘5 wholesome respect for the British flag. This must be it, for we have no force at all. “'ell. in Rossland, we have Mr. Kii‘kup, and his assistant, Mr. Houston, but'ilicy never go armed; they use no threats: they go in and out, and yet. because they represent law in lheid' persons. they keep a population of ova six thousand people drawn from all quarters of the world, in order. It is not so on the other side. The miners thch sometimes fire free. That. is to say. they carry guns. and pop them off before you can say winking." Sir Charles says this with a delici. ous sort of coolness, all the more zest- ful from the vision which his words conjures up. . "Do you ever Sir Charles?" "Certainly not, and especially when I am on the other side of the line. "How is that?" . “\‘Vcll, I consider it a tempting of Providence. 0n the other side it is morally certain that the "other fel- low" will shoot first if he suspects you have a. gun. If you have no gun, you will probably get along quieter.” "\Vhat about Rossland itself? Will it become all that is claimed for itâ€" a great centre of population?” ’ "\Vell, it is claimed that it will be- come a second Butte, Montana. (‘er- tainly. I think it will experience great development. in the course of a few years. Already the population graviâ€" tatcs towards it. A great deal of business is transaoted in it. Some of the people are beginning to bring their WTVES AND FAMILIES, so that we may expect a social life in “As a steady diet, Sir Charles, what the place before long." do you think of pork, beans and tre- acle?“ "W'elJ, can 'go iit,’ you know. but perha s after a few months it becomes a litt e monotonous. At the same time, after a little holiday spent at my own home, I come back to ill. without misgiving. It is not. the food so much as the absence of other comforts. One does not mind cooking his food; but. perhaps rt shave now and then, or. a both, would be desirable. I say nothing about shreds and patches, for these we must expect out west." "I suppose it feels good to get home, Sir Charles, and experience the de- lights of fresh linen?" ' "Oh. yes, but at home I .do not wear this kind of dress7'â€"pointing to his tweed morning suitâ€"“I wear Highland costume.” "And so the steam and the telegraph haven't spoiled the pictureSque at Bal- nagown?" "Not a bit of it." ’ _ ‘ 3 "And your peoyle have still their sun'- ple ways, still render homage to the head of the clan?” _ "Yes, 1 observe no change in these regards. I had some pictures taken showing the Highland costume, when I was at home. Some are coming out}, and I .will manage to let you have one. “Thanks. I wish you had had your- self photographed that day you enter- ed Vancouver with one sleeve in your shirt and your trousers and boots full of holes, and that I could have hada copy.” "Not for the world," was the laugh- ing reply. â€"-â€"â€"6â€"â€"â€"â€"- RAILROAD PROGRESS. The Wonderful Advance Which "as Taken Place Since the Early Days. Probably few people at the present time can realize what a quaint and curious line the Liverpool and Man- chester Railway was in its early days, or how totally different were all its appointments from those to which we are now accustomed, says the Railway \Vorld. Yet travelers were vastly pleased with it, and. thought that to pay five or six shillings to go thirty miles in an hour and a half was the ca rry arms yourself..- ‘perfection of cheapness and speed. They went into ecstacies about the delight of jingling along over a jarring stone block road, in compartments about as commodimis as London four wheeled cabs or in semi-open oharsâ€"a-banc, I how [am , where they lmcame blinded with sparks and ran considerable risk of being set on fire. Every time the train stopped the passengers were bumped against each other, screw couplings being un- known ‘till 1835; but they seem to have Lorne it all complacently. The first class vehicles were painted yellow, and bore such‘ names as Queen Adelaide, Marquis of Stafford. Treasurer, and Deâ€" râ€"patch. Being usually eight feet long, upon a base of only Sir. feet, they pitchâ€" ed up and down considerably as tlhey ran. To the second class lcoachesthere were light roofs or awnings, but of- to‘ii no sides and no doors; the color of these airy conveyances was BLUE 0R PINK. About two and a. hlllf tons was the average weight of all the coachessome more, some less, but all were construct- ed in the lightest and weakest manner, by builders- who hadvby no means grasped the difference lll working con- ditions between road and rail traction. The guard sat. on the roof of the last much, or of one fitted With a brake. and was exposed to rain and snow, heat and cold. dust and spirks, in a. barâ€" lai‘ous manner. This mode of treatin a man so iinperl'int to the safety 9 the train was Usu'iloai UlSlSlL lines in this country till nearly 18:10, and was l=ui one of ill? many ways in which the early railway iiien copied‘ the siege 'uzli- svstcin without C(lflSluel‘lllg how nt'iefllv different it was. 'l‘he first L.8$S were "inside" passengers. lhle second were “outside” wnlu must (fit- pct-t a taste of lillfl weather. The third were inconsidcrziblc "stage w.;ggon people, who were conieiiipluously hitch- Cll on miyli‘ou. Even as Lalo as the sevciitief, niigli‘l be seen an inseription over the gateway (If :in iiiiport'iiit Lun- <lon terminus: “Enlranrc for horses, dogs, and thirdâ€"class p.:SS(‘ll_LfE‘l'S.” A QUEEN'S DEVICE. All official cahlegrams for Her Maj- esty are addressed “Queen, London," and are invariably couched in secret language. The Queen usually Signs her pi'ixate family messages. “l'. R. I." She seldom tolegi‘aphs in plain lang- ‘ lingo, but uses one of her word or (i- plier codes, compiled so :is to defy de- 5th of fellows. Not that they are anâ€" tertion. ‘Hcr Majesty has Ill'lfizllf“ (‘1‘- gt‘lsv by my mums. ()ii the other side pliers Willi her principalAiiilzusszitors, of the line. nol .1 fmv of llll'lll llil'l l'lll .1110 Viceroy of India, the (1m P'lntvr- up the devil. \thn they cross to l‘mt- l chcrzil of Camulzi and with any (191161.- ish territory, they sun to lUlllll'i‘ :11 abroad on active servme~