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at k wwwwwwwwwfl STORIES OF THE SEA____... '3 By EDWARD JENKINS, M.P. ‘/ Author of“ Little Hodge." “ Lord Bantam," " Ginx's Baby,"&c. “Ola-Si in 11102t' St'lirt's lli‘ln onc. “etc to tran~port that hurt: corpus of. CHAPTER V. (Continued) (be two sailors scratched heads and looked quizzically at that of l frigh‘. It resembles at 1h" THUâ€"[excuse me, to my poor friend in the prisoner. ment one of those useful iriiplemcntsmama,”S denominated a "pope‘s hcad With which housemaids are wont to assail spiders and dust; in the cornit-es .o lofty rooms. There was not the fam- tesl symptom of a parting anywhere. l and very ordinary attention I hippy to render to the young lady. l therrlhnrm 511,9 is now; the worse for her I am tn my way, if you will the cabin. who has fallen into ta ridiculous scrape. thc result of our skippcr's ovcrzeal." “ \ our friend, Lord Pcndlebury!” gasped the knight. I "Yes, Mr. Peter Corcoran, an Irish Sincmir- It [nought h“: be“! 1’5”le , Master in Chancery. who has taken in the middle. ion't ac think, sir? (ft: ., whim 10 trawl inmgnm, 35 ML pox,“ the fourth officer.) Stackpool. Yes. All right. sir! Captain. " Large black whisker- worn a la Dundreary." Ambo. Right you are, Sir. " Dundreary, ye scoundrelsl 'And who or what is Dundreary. does er‘daer one of ye know?" Captain. "Heavy moustaches." Ambo. Reg'lar Rooshi'tns, sir! Captain. "Low foreheadâ€"big eyeâ€" browsâ€"black shining eyesâ€"long chinâ€" promiuent nose." How does that SlI‘lk" you, Stackpoolell Stackpool. Like two bights of the same hawser. _ Captain. "Dresses handsomely in a frock-coat, or, when travelling, in a tweed shooting suit." I . They all look round the cabin. Mr. Stackpoole with a long, brown middle digit, indicates on the peg at the head of the “prisoner's” berth a suit of grey Irish tweed. . Ambo. True to a knot. srr!_ Captain. "Large ’diamond ring on left little finger." Mr. Fex moves his hand instinc- tively. but the fourth officer is too quick for him. He darts dorward. seizes the left hand, and there, sure enough on the little finger glitters a large Cape diamond. Stackpoole. Diamond it clear as the North Star. , “Powers above !" said poor Fex. “It s a plot tc ruin mel" is, sir. Captain. Prisoner. keep silence till you’re fully identifiedâ€""Very powerâ€" ful buildâ€"seems about: 5 feet 8 or 10 inches in height." _ Ambo. Every word true. 511‘! like a young haxl "Five feet eight, do ye say?" Mr. Fex, indignantly. "I‘m five feet eleven in my stockings, as I live. 3‘ ill ye have have me measured, captain?" Captain. "Good address and very gentlemanly manner:”â€"Httmphl "There they have me," interrupted the prisoner. "That and the diamond are the only tw0 points that are true to factl” Ambo. Undoubted swell, Sir! Captain. "Probably his a wound or bruise on his left eye." Looks cries Ambo. Left eye as blue as flue- Peter. sir! Captain. “Talks German, French and English." ' . "Serra a bit of German ever dirtied my mouth," shouted Mr. Fex. emphati» cally. Captain. No French either. chi. Fex. Mais oui, Monsieur le Capitatnc a merveille. Captain. Hal Then Notice that. my men, speaks like a Nantes skipper. "Does he 7" growls Mr. Fox in greater wrath than ever. "Me, that the Eni- peror didn‘t know from a French» man.” Captain. Outside, there, fetch in the irons! At these words the unhappy Fex, giving a roar that shook the cabin. made an effort tojump out of his birth, But on the signal six or seven men rushed in, and each securing a limb or a portion of one. the luckless man lay completely at their mercy, still roaring with all his might. The riot that will (in. French alarmed the lady who occupied the purser’s cabin. They could hear her giving vent to her anxiety in loud lamentations. “They're killing him?“ she screamed through the thin partition. "No harm, madam: don't be alarmâ€" ed." shouted the captain. Poor Fexâ€"Corroran was by this time subdued and unconscious; and the captain, leaving two sturdy sailors under the quartermastcr to guard his prisoner, went off to his chartâ€"room, with the pride of a man who had done his duty. t It was soon all over the ship among the officers and crewâ€"the only peo- ple able to be aboutâ€"that the murderer had been se‘ured in the captain's cabin. Hence, when the steward who waited on Lord Pendlebury .took him his breakfast at the usual hour of nine, the whole story, with many embellishâ€" ments, was retailed for his benefit. To the narrator’s surprise, the young lord laughed at the top of liisbent. "\Vell. you are a. set of duffers!" he cried. "Go and tell the captain to let the poor fellow off immediately. or there will be the devil in pay. rl‘h'it gentleman is a friend of mine. :i Mas- ter in Chancery in Dublin, and thisis as good as two thousand pounds darn-r Cor- n ages to him! 0 dear, O dearl coran, you’ll kill me with laughing. The young lord having dressed him- self rapidly, his loud occasional guf- faws sounding through the thin bulkâ€" heads, and exciting the greatest indigâ€", nation among his neighbors at the untimely mirth. was on his way tothe deck. when Sir Beiarnin Peakman encountere'l him in ill“ passage. “I have only just heard," he said. bowing in his most conciliatory m'tn- per. “to “him I am indebted for the courtesy Shg‘fx‘. yesterday in my tlrtusli~ ter in very trying circui‘nsit‘tncés. I am very hippy. Lord Pendlebury. knowing many of your friends, to make you acquaintance. Let me present myselfâ€"Sir Benjamin Parkman." Lord Pendlebury bowedâ€"rather stifâ€" ly. “Pray, Sir Benjamin," he 'said. “do .not take the trouble to recall the slight “A most important man l“ cried the (night with fervor. “Rutâ€"l liclievce- tic hadâ€"aâ€"aâ€"" “ A suit for a divorce. Exactly. And \vtin it. 'l‘h'it is to say," said the young Eord. laughing. “the divorce was de- crecd. He. was free from his wife,“ " And he is a friend of your," cried 'Sii Benjamin, with effusion, “l have, its you may be aware, a good deal of infucnce with the owners of those- steamers. “Can I be of any service. do you think .3“ "\Vell, s'ild the peer, drily, "pose- sibly. Sir Benjamin, you may to abb- to persuade the captain that he has done a very ridiculous thing. and that his owners will have to pay handsomeâ€" ly for his blunder, unless he. can patch it up with Common" “My lord. 1 will sec Captain \\'inil~ lass at once. i Fh’lll make a point of Setting this matter right. He is. lcan assure you, an estimable fellow, and nil one will fcel nrorc sorty :htn ht‘ that any friend of Lord l’tntllcbut'y's Should have been Illitlll‘czilctl in his ship." "(‘11. pray let him not regard Inc in thc mattcr at all," replied Lord T'cne dlt'hury. “ But you may poili Ips kn -w that Corcoran is a ncplit-w of Lord Summcl‘ltn and of sutfici~ nI corch quencc in himself to derntrid the cap lain s best amend \Vilh that Lord l’trn'lcll‘lll'y ran off to his unftu tun to friend when] lic found (‘3"" ing his guards in mute, horror, and listening to occasional groans and sigh- WhiCh could be distinctly heard from the purscr‘s cabin "Pendlcbury l" he cried. "I had on “rely fOt‘gottth you! Only thlnk 0' this. Art‘USed. under the name of Cain. of murdering rrry brother Abel. Cone vrcted of (typing myselfâ€"my httt‘. my friend. ‘thit never knew a single hue that nature had not painted !' Cut down by an inexorable law to five “ml Pit-rill Inches. which i haven‘t been since i was sixtcen. Handcuffed by lht‘St‘ l‘uffiansâ€"l shall never survive lhlfil “'hispcr, my lord. Open that small box there. It‘s my medicine case. You will see a small phial, No. :29. marked slrychnine. 1 always kept it “ht-n she was about, in case I should Ito-"d it. Just hind it to me secretly. like a Christian friend, and say no more." " No, Corcoranl 1 cannot spare .VOU Yet. You must last out this voyugth it least. \‘l'ouldn't the whole Castlc 80 in“ hysterics over this! I sent off the old knight you hit so hard in lhl’ SlOmtICh yesterday, tc arrange mailers. He's a sly commonplace curmudgeon but he, may be useful. Remember, 3‘0” must not claim vindictive damages.” _ " Ten thousand pounds! Not afarthâ€" lng less! 'l'hcy‘vc. bruised me all over; (‘h'tl‘ged me with murder, dyeing, robâ€" beryâ€"shortened my length, and per- haps my life." " Never mind. If you threaten them With SUCh penalties as that, you know it will pay to throw you overboard." .'J‘his argument produced an impresâ€" sron. “I say, l’endlebury," he said in a low tone. “Do you hear her, next door? She has bch going on that way ever since this happened. Curious eh.’ Is it PUSSilfle shr: grievesf No matter, 1‘” never forgive her." Lord Pendlebnry was a man of the world but he looked a little shocde at the. oollncss of Mr. Corcoran. “You forgive her, Corcoran! Conic HOW. that's too audacious! You for- get, man, lh'tt it all came out in cvid- enceâ€"though, God knows, I dcn't want to be. hard on youâ€"and that it was You who were defendant, and it was ilgllinst you the Ordinary gave judgâ€" merit." “Bah l" cried Cort-Oran, earnestly. "It all comes of your ridiculous Eng- lisll justice. \ou try a case in six hours, and scamp it, while an lrtsh Court would take six days at it, and give ample jUslll'tt for the money! (in my honour, Pcndlebury. as a gcn‘leâ€" man, as l stand before God, | tcll you there was not a word of truth in the charge \Ve had no children, and she had nothing.r to do but to watch and nettlc me, anl I was always more lin-â€" ly lh'tn tils‘t'r‘eel, but, as sure as] live; she never hid -iiy just cause '10 coniâ€" plain of mu. Her attorneys were de- ‘lerniined to “in their case, and thy got the ‘proofs'â€"as they! call themâ€"â€" btit tlict‘e w; ‘ no trut ll in the charges." "\Vhew!” said Pcndlebury. "'l‘oul pcut se retablir.” “No. no; sht- is married. I’m glad to Hi) l'ni relieved of the trouble of thinking about it." “llow do you know '?‘ "What is she doing here? She must be travelling with somebody. That somebody is licr husband." "Where is he then!" inquired peer. "I don’t know. Ill, on his back. in one of the lower cabins.~â€"Ah! what's thi- now ‘3" the. “fits ; .t Nantes skipper? Am I six feet right inclirs.’ ls riiy hair dyed? [to you retract tho 0 and all other person- ll i‘cflctfliutt‘f" Ctiptatn \\'in<ll:.~s. being morc of an hone-t stilm than a Ill‘lll of the world, did nor It‘ll‘lt this raillt-ry. but bctook off thc irons with his own hands. and there w't, a tear in llll‘ coincr of his clmtr bluc eyc a< hc tt-ntlered his bit: fist to his tiuontlam prisoncr. “liaitlr. (‘3pt‘titl." said the )I’tster, "your rnctliol of examination was if you yours into the Four Courts, and cm- Pll‘ISlSP your tiucstions with those big fists as you did with me. there's never It\\'llll(‘\'\ could stand lit-lorcyc. 'l'hcy’d uwear anythingr you liked. Ilmvevcr. l'rn obliged to you. It's ten thousand pounds in my pocket. But now I'll pry ye good for evil. You say thc murderer is on board. I'll help you to rlclt-cl him. and when he‘s found we'll manage with him better than you did twith me." (‘H A P'I‘ER. VI. Mr. Crog. the steerage steward. had Ltonc though a grind deal of mental and physical exertion since the ves- so] had cloped from Grccncasllc Bay in the manner he so graphically dos- c.ib.-tl to hi: new friend, Mr. Still- wtter. Tlic four hundred pt-oplc unâ€" der bi‘: c-tre were an unusually large number for the season of the year and it» invariably furious weather. They ‘kt‘pl him busy at all poinls. 'l‘heir critw, their tears, their adjurzitionfi. their oiths, their throats. their tcr- torsâ€"«rill of which he would like to have ttvatcd with contempt but dared not. fo these people know how to takc lbcir rnoiicy': worth out of the comâ€" ptnie~â€"brou~.rht down Mr. Ct‘o’! in tbrce days from a state of breathless r ‘rluntlnncy to one of brotithlcss emaci- ution. and allcrcd li's colour from a fin- lrcrtllby roseâ€"blush lo a tint of t'twny orange. To meet the ficklc fancies of such a various charge. to sooth". to thrivitcn. to nurse, to cliccr, and to bully three hundred pcoplc who are rolling: about in helpless terror and misery. is not. an Occupation which one would \‘llllptlfl' to hold out attractions Sit Banamin Peakinan and the cap-i tain entered. The knight in his blandâ€" est manner made the humblest apolo- gies for his errors of yesterday. The. ' captain more awkwardly endeavored to make Ilia peace with the Master in Ch incer‘y. ‘ “t‘ai :tin," said the Mastcr, With a one grave face, “I'll forgive you on like condition. Do I talk French .\\'ilson, fighting again? even to a performing dog, but there arc rttcn found to take to it, and not unlrimlly Mr. ('roir was over vowing \"h n at sea that he \vould leave it, and over when in port reversing his (incision. ‘lli" storm which Il'ltl ltccn driving in thc teeth of the gallant Kamsch'itâ€" Run for nearly thrtm d'iy< lit-grin on the evening of ill“ fmrrlh day to abate. The wind shittcrl a point or two; the barometer, like a rcpcnlant spirit, took a turn upward llopc spread from cabin to cabin, where most of the passengers had been the prey of ab- licct terror and intolerable discomfort. The closed doors and l).'ttlcrt'tl hatches allowed no air to penetrati- below, anti to the horrible swinging and shaking ofdhc vesst-l was added the steady poisoning of the victims by confincti :tntl rcbreathcd air. it is strangelhat with all those resources of mechanical "(‘lt‘nf‘f’. which are available in the conâ€" 'ices, no successful rncans should yt>t have been devised to produce between decks and in the gorgcous cabins, that moat successful antidote to seasickâ€" nessâ€"fresh air. \Vhit are electric bells and gilded corniccs to a vomitâ€" ing mammal! “hat, is the healthy ozone of a deck rising and falling be- tween sixty degrees of variation from the horiznntal, to a creature lying be.- low, pitilessly turned up<itle down and inside. out. amid the smell of bilge waâ€" ter and cookery! Give us more air, my masters. more air, an you would have us reconciled to the pleasures of the "melancholy ocean." The steerageâ€"on the, main deck be- low the spar deckâ€" had been, durâ€" ing the three days, a. purgatory in more senses lh'tn tn -. II Wis impos- Sllilo to rig up wind-sails, and the foul- ness of the air below prostrated many a sturdy constitution. Here, however, Mr. Crog held on his way, overWhL‘lmâ€" ed by labor, whi-h was shared by a s exardess. Mrs. Crog to cit. and lw ~5hc. doctor, a ll‘llr‘, intn wlri. coming or) board It very pale pink. had graduâ€" ally taken on the. look anti colour of a dirty piece of parchment. Unhappy doctor! He is the one man on the. ship who cannot shirk his duly, and often the. man least fit for it. When my Lady Peakman feels {that nausea defies all th‘ coaxing arts of hf‘l‘ maid, and all the faint ,resolu- tron she can herself muster, the doc- tor must be felchctl ft'tm bed. "11‘ board, or cabin, or steerage, to (:0 through the idle form of prescribing 'ig .iti what has invarribly failed before, of trying to find an anotlyne forthc Incurahlc. "What do you fancy, my lady?" cries th- tli<tiat~tetl nictlit'o. himself half nau- ‘iculetl by the ferocious rnotion,and by constant observation of th" \‘ylllll‘ toms of the, universal malady. “Something acid. Oh, my dear docâ€" lUI‘, prescribe an acid drinkâ€"with soiriething in it to support me!" " Lemonade and brandy!" " Ugh! Don’t Illt‘llll’ln it i" motions with lit-i finger in a tilleclitiri. " (‘lruriprlgrrc f " Silt). certain ' (llil gone long since i" ll“llll."("[.\t poirilctl agtin. l "llave you tried the effervescent citrate of bismuth?" “ Maria! here, quick! Doctor, you'll kill me. of it is enough." (To be Continued.) The mention Dramatic Noteâ€"\Vrightâ€"â€"I believe a good deal of human interest could be put into a play with the scenes laid in a pawnshop. Reedâ€"My dear boy, the interest in a pawnshop is something absolutely inhuman. Sunday School Toacherâ€"VVhy, Willie Didn‘t last Sunday‘s lesson teach that when you are struck on one check you ought to turn the. other to the striker! \Vil- lieâ€"i cs‘in; but he hlit me on the nose, in‘ I've only got one. lMOttc traction of lh'se huge floating Imb' 1‘n Marriage Marketl A book \vrittenbâ€"y a quartet of well ‘known inglish women on the everâ€"inâ€". tctesting subject of Inarri..ge has creâ€" ated a sensation in London The title has been changed from thr- one of "Advice to Those About to, Mat ry" that has (itrnl: duty for so long l'l‘ht- new book court-s into the literary fit-Id under the. name of “The )lodern‘ Marriagc Market." and it certainly isi tall; and ' l . :tn' iqtie l . i I l . l . (withing: :rirrwttcr illllllHIil if encountering a flvrcel‘ amount of cri-i ticism than any market volume ever: printed. 1, Tho writers are women promincnt in England. and thcil‘ names are suffi- cient guarantee tl‘ttt tho book is by no lmcans an ordinary volume. The quartet of writers are Lady Jeune, \Irs. l“lo.a Annie Steel. Miss Marie Drclli. and Susan. Countess of Mal-i ricslbury. There has evidently been no "getting together" of the distinguish- ‘ed authors for the purpose of compar- ing notes before writing the book. for the opinions diff:-r widely, and the ,writers do not hesitate to speak their minds fret-1y regarding the writing of tlhc rest of the four. l One, fact concerning the book thlti has been seized upon with avidity by; its critics is that the only one of the-1 writers to take Cupid in her arms and pct the little got, is Miss Marie Cor- elli. who is also the only unmarried one of thc four. This strich the Lon- Idon critics as being a peculiarly rich bit of irony. and they are making the ,rnoa‘t of it. Miss Corelli ‘lofty scorn to the ideals of sonic of her "unrnarricd friends and his su~h atl- vancod ideas on the subject herself that it seems a pity that she should Iever spoil these by a practical exper- lience ‘of married life. Miss Corolli‘s View is cvpressed in this statement: want you to refuse to make. your llxolies and souls the traffickable ma- ltcrial of vulgar lruckstering. I want {you to give yourselch ungrudginly. ‘fcarlcssly, without a price. or any :t‘tintlllitnl \vllflt~0v‘V'0F, to the man you ,truly love. and abide by the re.~ults. tIf love, is love indeed, no regret, be poSsible.” The other three, Lady qune, Mrs. Ste-ml antl the Countess of Malines‘ ut'y. undertake to set each other right in the condescending way peculiar to the higlr-lozn British danic, who patroniâ€" Ics the world with Ulllufflf'tl good nature and is seldom disturbed in her self-concrcit. Susan. refers with ('81) "Lady qune." Countess of Malmeslni'y, "writes from the practical standpoint iof a wornttn who has a. wide and inti- mate knowledge of the. special class which she thsCl'llJCS. but she confines h-rself to do that alone.” .\Irs. Steel, ,agtin, is snubbed by the srme con- troversialist who told that she is“more conversant with the matrimonial af- fairs of uni eastern than of our west- ern sisters.” _’l'he antagonist that Miss Corelli finds moat worthy of her steel is the lady of that name. Mrs. Steel takes the stand that marriage as the most ordinary business of life. Mrs. Steel looks at the world of women through lorgnettes that have been turned on much mi.~ery. matrimonial and other- wise, in their time, and the conclu- sion she arrives at is this: “Compare it the love match with the position which our present system condemns, which nine out of ten women would be ashamed to confess. I do not ex- pect. intense personal gratification but I Wish to marry, to have a home and children to take my share in the gloty and toil, and here is my chance. If you come. to analyze this, you will find not only that it brings with it it far higher ideal of life. but that it leaves us with something more of a foundation for marriage than a muâ€" tual physical and mental attraction;an attraction which the individual exper- ience'of nearly every man and wo- man Ill the w0rld teaches them is evanescent." It is only right. to say that the. L‘OIDâ€" monscnse critics >ide. with Mrs. Steel. However much it may grate on the. sensdive nerves of the romance-hunter it is felt by the. majority of people iii lunglantl that where the choosing is ‘le ft to the man, and the girl has no vorce, in the. matter until she is asked to use her voice â€"â€"ltl saying "yes," or ‘fno”â€"~that the girl is apt after wait- ing a. reasonable. time, to say to iter- sclf: “Here, if I don't :tt'ccpl the first offer that comes along 1 shall be left in the race altogether." So she goes to the altar“ with} a. man for whom she has little regard. and, the riovcltv of marriage gone, she is left with nothâ€" says ing but the loveless life. As to the pOOF‘nlszl who is carried off in this unprincrpled manner. the four ladies’ who write "’l‘he lifodern Marr‘a . Market" are silent. He seems to ling: been left out of their calculations alâ€" together. The man's side, of the ques« tron is now awaited with interest by those who have read the woman’s ad- Tlllill BY THE EDITOR. DURING A HOIl-hâ€"AY RAMBLE HE vrsrrs THE OLD HOMESTEAD. He Found Changes Thnl Aston“.de [limit One of “'hlt-li [Deserves llic “'ldcsl Puhllcnllon for the Benefit II \‘I .V I‘I-nvc To (NIH-rs. I’ioui 'lic Leader and llotsorder, To- ionzo Junction. 'l‘lte‘ t‘tlil’til‘ of the lander .tnd Recor- der, during a rcct-nt holiday trip through the Countrics of York. .I’ecl, Duffertii and tiny. spent a few days :it the old partintal homestead where he was: born and spent many happy years. 'l‘hc old hltllleslf‘nll l.\ in the township of lCui-lirasia. Grey county, about one and a half milth south of the, village of lleathcotc. and about ten miles from the town of Moaford. It is occupied by the writer‘s youngest brother. Gcoi‘ge J. Fawoctt. The lat- ter was the picture of health, and re- lllénlliul‘lng that when he came from Detroit, wht-rc he had been living for several years. and took possession of the hollll‘sle’ltl. he was in such feeble health that his liftt was despaired of, the writcr suggcslvd that the bracing climate of tho northern regions must be tho best medicine in the world for a shattered constitution. The reply made contaian statements so remark- able that We consider it a pleasure as well as aduty to give, them as wide publicity as possible through the col- umns of the Leader and Recorder. A se- vere attack of malaria, contracted whilst in Detroit, brought the writer's brother to death's door. from which he r‘ct-wcrctl only tta find himself the vic- tim of n complication of troubles which unfitted him for work. He was attvnrlcrl by some of the most emin- ent physicians in DPU‘Ulf, but he re- ceived litth- or no benefit from their trmtnrenl. Change, of air was finally recommended and he removed with hi~ family to 111 county of tirey. A. slight chinge for the better was notiC- cible at first. but he soon reltpseti into tho old condition and again Sought help from the lettiing doctors of the district in turn. Sleeplessnuss took [lllSSP>$l(lll of him and soon he was wasted away to a mere skeleton. Then the doctor‘s declared they could_ do nothing more for him, and advrsed him to go to California. During all theso weary months he read in the papers from time. to time. and laughed at what h: termed the “miracles” wrought by Dr. \Villiams’ Pink Pills. ilc llt'l no faith in such remedies, and it was only when the physicians told hirii that they could do no more for him thit, like thc drowning man who catches at a straw, he thought he would try a bov of the pills. To his astoni-lniicnt his sleeplessncss great ‘ he had been ustng ll‘rtl vaniâ€"‘lPrl before ' thr- pi 14 a week, llnil he slept like an infant. Gradually his strength returned and his appetite imprOVcd, and soon he fr‘ll like a new man. ALfPV‘V months. after taking: the firsr dose he leil.‘ as wellas Her. For more than two years past be his not taken any metlicnn whoever. and 10-dzay you will nor find a rturdier speciâ€" men of mankind in Grey than cho. J. Fowl-cit. "What do I think of Pink Pill I" hit tilts-tfitl with a smih-; “why I think there is nothing like them on earth for build! in: up the. >ystein; Ibul for Dr. Wilbums’ Pink Pills I do Ithl think I would be alive to~day." The experience of years has proven llllt‘ there is absolutely no disease due toavitiateti condition of the blood or shattered nerves that Dr. \ViHiams’ Pink Pith will not promptly Cure, and tho e who are suffering from such troubles would avoid much misery and >ave money by promptly resort- int.r to this treatment. Get the gcnuine Pink Pills every time and do not be persutded totake an unita- tion or some other remedy froma dealer. who for the sake of extra proâ€" fit to lldmrélf may say is "just as pool." Dr. \Villiams' Pink Pills cure when other medicines fail. '__.___â€"- JEW'ELED BELTS. The “Dutch snake" may possibly be- 'come the fashion of the hour and sup- ersede the golden hearts enamel sham- rocks, lucky beans and other devices which at present dangle from the bangle, the neck and the watch chain. During her recent stay in Paris the young Queen of Holland is declared to have worn along golden chain of medium thickness, which would per- haps have escaped attention but for the exquisite ornament with which it was adorned. This consisted of ti glittering snake some eight inches in length, which was coiled round the chain. The head was formed of one mtgnificent (litmond of extraordinary brillianoy. while the. flexible body conâ€" sisted of a mass of brilliants, rubies and other precious stones so thickly incrusted that not a trace of the gold setting was viible, the various colors of the jcwi-is forming a realistic imi- tation of the scales. It is said that often as Queen \Vil- helmina varies her toilet during the course of the day she is never seen without this chain, and innumerable ‘Itre the explanations. and even rov mances, whirh have been invented to account for a fact ~wbich may easily be ascribed to the beauty and value of vice to women. REVERES II [S MEMORY. Inside Queen Victoria's boudoir at “'indsor Castle, inscribed in gold letâ€" ters over the doorway, are the Words: "Every article in this room nrydoop- ly lamented husband selected for me in the l\\‘c[ll_\'-TUUI‘tlI year of my reign.” And t‘arcfully preserved under a glass stride lies the. Queen‘s bridal wreath. by lbc side of the withered re- miins of tlr- first bou-iuct priwiimpd I hvtt‘ the ornament itself. Costly copies are beginning to appear in some of the shops in the Rue de. la Paix, and prt» mise to be very popular. 0 A BUSINESS \V XMAN. Mme. Laloue Bernet is at the head of one of the largest wholesale feather houses in Paris. It is said that she shows any amount of tact in her bus- iness dealings and prefers foreigners as customers. In the last 1‘]. years she has increased the annual returns of concern from 500,000 francs to to Her Maje:.ty by llr‘ l‘r'ince comm”!$1.000.000- on