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Another little occurrence took place which increased her annoyance. She Was in the library one morning with Sir Arthur and Mr. Dorman, when the family solicitor, Mr. Greaton, was an Bounced. He had come from London on business connected with the estate Lady Neslie received him very gram iously. It was part of her policy to be civil to every one. She never {alt lure what might happen, what friends she might need, and she therefore deemed it best to conciliate all. She paid little attention to whgt was Then she began to meditate on the feasibility of adopting- a sonâ€"o! pre- tending if was her own, nnd passing Lt off as such She did not lack invau- tion. but she lacked courage to carry out her plans. A sonâ€"n soul It evar a woman prayed wildly, madly, passionate- 1y for a child, it was Lady Neslia. Not that she loved children; hers was not one of those swam womanly natures that deiight in the love and affec- tion at a child. She merely wanted And, as she looked at her, Lady Nes- lle thought to herself that/she would give all she had in the world to out- rival her. Oh, If she had but a son â€"a son who could displace this girl, a son who wol'ild take Lancewood, who would be lord of the domain! If she had but a soul And from her lips came a wild cry to Heaven that her prayer might be granted. She pictur- ed it all to herself, if Heaven would but give her a son, Sir Arthur might ei‘hnps just at first feel sorry for ivien, but after n time the pride that all men feel in a male heirâ€"above all, in a son of their ownâ€"would over» power all other healing and in a short lime he would be as delighted as her- Svlf. A son to inherit Lanrmvomi‘ hut above all, to supplant Vivienl If she had a son who would sum-99d to the Abbey, ihen she would never have to leave ii. She might live (here alâ€" ways, and it would he Vivien who would have to go. " It is enough to tempt me to any extreme of peril and that she thought. " In fiction. a lad) desires a. son and heir always one and cheats her husband. I I could do that: but Id;er not attempt ilâ€"Vivien would be su find me out. I could deceivo Si (bur easily, but I could not d¢ her." " We shall requ‘u‘e Miss Neslle‘s 8‘8- ' gold-en blossoms of the laburnum were nature then," observed Mr. Greeton.lformed. " As heiress of Lancewood, she must They were all out on lhe lawn one aign these papers.” day, Lady Valerie preferring Lance- Lady Neslie looked up quickly‘ Of-wood to a Season in town, watching how little account she seemed! _Sh8 the tame doves which fluttered in the did not even know. what was paasmg. sunlit balmy air. Valerie, who was She rebelled against such a state Of‘sittiug near her husband, sighed deep- things. Surely she had a right to know ‘ ly; then after a few minutes, she sigh- what was going on. She _would noted again. Sir Arthur looked anxious- be ignored. She went over»to Sir {\f- ly at her. "v" ._«.._ r-rV__ Lady Neslie looked up qulckly, Of how little account she seemed! _She did not even know; what was paasmg. She rebelled against such a state of things. Surely she had a right to know what was going on. She would not be ignored. She went over to Sir Af- thur and laid her jewelled hand on his shoulder. “ Nothing that you will understand, Valerie,“ he said. “Mr. Dorman. will you oblige me by looking for Miss Nesâ€" lie? Mr. Greston‘s time is precious. He has to return by the evening train." The young secretary left the room. " “'hat business is it i" asked Lady Valerie, quickly. She was piqued at Sir Arthur's indifferent reply. " None that you would understand," he replied. “ Surely," said Lady Neslie. " I may know as well as Vivien l" Then "miladi" saw that we had gone too far. She had sufficient tact to retrieve any false step that she might make. She laughedâ€"and the lawyer thought to himself what a false ring there was in her laugh. "I was only jesting," she said. But Sir Arthur was annoyed. She went back to her seat. and the mas- ter of Lancewood bent his handover the papers; he .was vexed that Mr. Greston should have witnessed the Mt» tle outbreak. â€"" When in your hands, Miss N83~ Um" she saw mat ovary work Vivien uttered was received with deferentia] attention by the lawyer, and Sir Ar~ thur, yet when she had spoken, her huslggmd was simply annoyed. " How I hate her!" she thought. "I hate her for her beauty, which cut shines mine; I hate her for her calm, serene pride, her patrician air. her Self-possessed manner; I hate her be~ cause she will one day drive me from Lancewood. passing sayâ€" ” You cannot do that,” Sir Arthur wifhout Miss Neslie‘s consent." ” My daughter will consent,“ Bald Sir Arthur. " \Ve have talked the mat- ter over. She gives her consent on cerâ€" tain conditions." " \Vhat are you. doing, Arthur 3" she asked. Sir Arthur looked up with an exâ€" pression of impatience. "\Vhat are you doing!" she re- peated. ' She Spoke. with so much pique and bitterness that the lawyer looked up in wonder. Sir Arthur was greatly tnnoyed. 'The business concerns Vivien, not yog," he said curtly. , . . y Lady Neslie, watching with jealous eyes, saw the deferexme paid to her by Mr. Greaton. “How great is the difference." she rhoug‘ht to herself, "between the mis~ grass of Lancewood, and the heiress! He treats her with a hundred times more deference than he treated me." It was bitter as gall and wvormwood to her. Of what avail were her pres~ ant paltry triumphs it this proud git! was one day to send her from the scene of her victories? She heard Mr. Greston explaining, asking questions; she heard him refer to a future time Sx‘lf. A above a had a 5: Abbey, ' leave il "‘Tiae'fivlwf}. mag returned, and VL vieu followed. HI " That is a spiteful, Ul~bred woman. ’ thought the solicitor, "and, no mat~ ter whether her name was D‘Este ox“ nortr. shq is no lady." ‘ CHAPTER XIII.~Con-tiuued. u Through Storm and Sunshine until she heard Mr. Greston It was the mouth of May - marry, sunny. happy Mayâ€"the month of b105,- soms and leaves, when the world seems to be at its fairest. Lancewood looked very lovely; the hawthorn was budding in the hedges, the green leaves were springing on the trees, the lilacs were budding. the golden blossoms of the laburnum were That same eveningâ€"a “11d, buisterâ€" ous eveningâ€"when the wind was wui- mg rouna. llu‘ Abbey and bending the tall trees in the park, Sir Arthur had a seriuus Iright. Dinner was war, and tha baruuet and his wile and daughter Were in the d1‘u\\'mg~ruum. Vivian was singing. Lady Neslie had lain down on a couch, as though timd. She rose to find a novel that she hm! been reading, and when‘ Le. wus half- way across the room she full, with a low cry, to the ground. Sir Arthur a child as an instrument of vengeance. She would far rather have purchased one and passed it off as her own than have been the mother of one. No sweet instinct of maternal love actu- ated her, no desire for something to_ love which should be all her own. She desired a child simply that it might be an engine oil vengeance, that it might bring destruction on the proud head mt her rival. She had now been married more than two years, and as yet, Heaven had been dead to her pas. eionate prayer for a child. "I shall not leave Lancewood,” said Valerie, decidedly; and when she spoke so her husband knew that; all further discussion was useless. “Valerie, my darling, what is it F” be asked, tenderly. She raised a colorless face to his. "1 do not know; I feel very ill, Arthur," she continued, in a low, [tightened voice; “do you Lhink that 1 am going to dial" - “To die)" be repeated, in alarm. "1 pm) Heaven not. “'hy, my darling: What a question! 1 see no Sign 01; death about yuu. What makes you think 0." such u thing?" "Valerie," said her husband. grave- ly, “I shall send [or a doctor.” "No," she urged. with a shudder: "1 dread doctors; I um afraid of them; tha very sight ul uue makes me feel ill.” "But something must be done," said Sir Anhut. She rose, and he was horrified Lu sve huw Weak and 111 she seemed. She lucked at him, trying to smile her old bright, gay, delianL smile; but the eifort was a miserabla one. bright, gay, delianL smile; but the eifort was a miserablb one. “1 will not have any doctor" she said; “let we die a natural death. if [ am to die at an. 1 [ml better â€"- I shall soon be betl‘ar; perhaps 1 have over exerted mySvlL“â€"â€"uud uu me sub- ject of her health she would not. any ,__ A1,, , "What is the matter, Valerie?" he asked. "Why are you sighing?" "I do not know," she replied. "You do not seem quite like yourself. my darling. Do you know what I was thinking about?” “No.” she replied‘ listlessly. "Last May," he said, "you gave six picnicsâ€"only imagine, six picnics in one monthLâ€"you had a picnic mania-â€" andflthis May you have not given 033." "What is the reason, Valerie," ask ed Sir Arthur. "I do not know," she repeated; "I only know that the world seems quite different.“ Hal' [one of voice was deSpondent; it had lost its joyous ring. LoOking at her, he. saw thzlL the brl-ght smile had died from her face. The master of Laucewood grew anxious. "Valerie," said Sir Arthur one mornâ€" ing, "you are losing all your color. You look like a. lily, and I prefer to see you like a. rose. Would you like to go anywhere for change of air?" On another day he was distressed and anxious about her. She had been the life and soul of the house; she had been used to flit like a sun- beam from one room to another; she was always singing, laughing; or talking; no one had ever seen her dull, out of spirits, or even quiet. Bun onn morning Sir Arthur, going unex- pectedly into her boudlor. lound her sitting “in: her arms laid on the table and her lace hidden on (he-m, her whole attitude so lull of despair, so utterly despondent, that he. was first startled and then nighlened â€" what could have happened to his guy young wile Y shrr rewind jecl of her 11¢ another word "No," Sh‘e-L‘éplied, "I havé' not, Miss Smeaton was reproaching me yester- day." "I do not know," she replied, ind_if-I ferently; "I do not (eel so full. of hia| this year as I did last.” Sir Arthur looked anxiously at her. “Not so lull of life, Valerie? Surely you are not ill’l" "Shall we have a. picnic next week?" he asked. “Gayton’s Craig would be a charming place to visit; you have not~ been there. I think." "I do not feel equal to it, Amhur," said Lady Neslie, wearily â€" and when it happened that "miladi" was unâ€" equal to anything in the shape of pleasure, her husband felt sure there waigspmething amiss. Vivi-en, prej‘l'ldicedr As she was, could not help seeing that the young wife drgppgd gmfl [gded_ daily. “ No; she preferred remaining at. Lanoewood. "It is the purest air in England,” said Mr. Dorman, who was present. “That it is. But perhaps Lady Neslie would be benefited by achange.’ CHAPTER 1 .ee'. suflill, :0 shqu ‘ "1 should like to speak to you,” he ,said, "11‘ you will permit me"-â€"hearing lwhich V'iVien withdrew, leaving the idoctor and his rairactory patient to- gather. | "Can it be truafl” she said to herself. "Is my prayer really answered? Can it be truofl I will not say one word to them until I am quite sure. And if time doctor doesâ€"but he will not {â€"119 dares not. now that I have for- lbidd-en him. Can it be that my pray- or is granted? Now for my Victory- now for my revenge! There shall be {Lady Valerie’s Drive without asking ;Miss N‘eslie’s consent. Miss Neslie will not always be able to sneer at meâ€"to look at me with calm proud eyes, as though 1 were immeasurably inferior to her. She will not be able to live at the Abbey while I am sent from its doors. She will not be con. suited again. while I am told indif- ferently that it is upon business‘ I Vic not understand. Farewell to Miss N-eslie’s heiressâ€"ship and grandeur if this be truel But. 1 will keep my {secget yet awhile." I "No; let Jaeâ€"r rest and live more quiet- ,lyâ€"have less gayety and keep earlier ghoursashe will soon be well then." ’ “Now, Valerie." said her husband, "you must listen to reason. 1 know lyou will not be willing to submit to ‘what 1 am going to say, but 1 must enloroe obedience. You must live 'more quietlyâ€"you must have less soci- ‘elyâ€"you must keep earlier hoursâ€" lyou must go out less. We never have a |quiret day at home. You have car [glad your love of gayety a little too ' “You are better, Valeria." said Sir (Arthur, entering the room and going ‘up to her. "You have found some of 'your roses again. I was terribly inightened about you." . hastened to raise her, crying out to Vivien for help. They laid her down again on the little couch, and were stapled at her white {ace and lips. “Papa,” said Vivien. “I should not let anything prevent my sending for a. doctor. if I were in your place. I am afraid Lady Neslie is seriously in." "Late as it is," decided Sir Arthur. "I will send direotly;" and a servant was dispatch-ed at once to Hydewell in search of Dr. Armstrong. When ha arrived Lady Neslie was better, and laughing at the night she had glven them. "l have never tainted before,“ she said; “it is a most curious sensation --I do not think that dying can be much worse." '71 am better," she said. "I have overâ€"exerted myself. doctor. I will not be an invalid, I reluaa absolute- 1y!" She receivad Dr although she hit ing sent for. VBut Dr. Armstrong looked gravely at her. It. was a long interview, and at its close Dr. Armstrong quitted the room with an expression 0! anxiety blended with amusement on his face. "There is nothing serious. I hope, doctor," said Sir Arthur. "No," he replied; “but allow me to say, Sir Arthur, that Lady Neslle is one of the most extraordinary pati- ents I have ever attended." The baronet smiled. "I can believe it." he said. "Lady Neslie has a great dread of illness, doctor‘ I am‘ glad you think thsre is nothing very wrong. Would you adv_is-e change of air?" ‘ “You are right," .she retul‘ued-â€"â€""I see my folly, and I mean to be differâ€" ent. You shall see that I will follow youlj advice, Arthur.“ The doctor might have thought her ladyship a wonderiul patient if he had seen her as sha appeared after he left her. She was standing by the fire. a flush on her face, her eyes flashing, her red lips curved in a? strange smile.‘ Tu his great surpriw‘ he found lhat sh? kept her word. She i‘elused half the! invitations that came. She said nothing more about giving dances or bulls. She was delighted with the change; even Vivien was compelled to acknonledge the improvement. Lance- wood became more like itself again. Later on sir Arthur proposed going to London {or a short period, bur. to his intense surprise Valerie resnluiely declined. It happened must fortunately that the,difficu1ty was soon solved. Lady Smeuton was about to visit town and hauring that the Baronet and Lady Nesliu wisth Vivien 10 go, but were unable to accompany her, she invited Miss Neslie to join herself and her daughters; and Vivien consented. Then‘ when the golden promise of summel'filleal the land, Lady Neslie told her husband the secret she had told hat husband the secret she had been keeping from him: and the secret wa's, [hut~ before many months had passed, them would be given (0 her the sweetest gift Heaven can give â€" the gift of a little child. To his surprise, she received the lit- He lecture ' very meekly. 7 "What a docile little wife! You may develop into a patient Griselda suou, Valerie." "1 was frightenéd myself." she nd- mitt-ed, laughingly; "but I am better now.” ill." “1 shall not leave you,“ declared Sir Althur. "London has no attraction [or m-eâ€"l would far rather be at Lanceâ€" wood. But there is Vivien, she ought to have u Chilllgr." "You may go if you like," she said. “I have had enough or gayeLy: l wapt 7107 be quiet at home." A gl'rul French uru’at is the author of a. rule well known. among sxudems that \o obtain effective results npor- tralt pamter should always mass the bluvkvst black and the whitest White In hls plvture about lhu face. It 15 a rule \hat may not be over-looked m the. study of drpss. Lia, are an 0! charge. SCHOOL CHILDREN RIDE GRATIS NOTE IN BLACK AND “'HITE and you have nialie yourself quite children in Victoria, Austra- arried an the streets cam free Tu be Continued Armstrong kindly, annoyed at his be- H" : take with theml a little letter, inclosâ€" Y- Jed in an envelope, allruutively print- "‘ led and as little like a tract as possiâ€" be [ble, written simply yet. calculated to ",3 3interest the girl who receives it and. to 1"? lmake her lhink. 13 [10"- ensny set 33108, 8110 parity “9- cnuse of a general conviction that the girl behind the bar is not neceeSarily a bad lot. 50 an attempt in a new direction has been begun on behalf. of the barmaid. Instead of being told that she is probably a sinner. or soon will be one, she is merely invited to come and take tea. on Sunday after- noon with a woman who doesn’t inâ€" tend to preach to her and Who would like to be a good friend, and, to quote her owu words. would like “to give her a. bit of blue sky to see." Mrs. (‘holmeley. the leader of this new Work is wealthy, and one of the honorary workers in the Church Army. lthe organization with which the lChmrch of England is unintentionally trivulllng Gen. Booth‘s Salvation Army. She has received contributions from the Church Army and from other soul‘- ces and engaged four or five girls who have been trained as mission workers to help her. The work. of course, makes it necessary that the barmaidfi Should be visited at their places of business, for these girls work from 7 in the morning until hall-past 12 at night, and, naturally, Mrs. Cholmeley has found it difficult to enlist women .of her owu social position to undertake imaklug the rounds of such places. An- other drawback is that there are really only about tour hours in the day when ‘lhis work can be attempted, [or the ‘glrls are too busy with customers lrom and even bustier all the evening. In ‘Sp‘llti oi these difficulties. Mrs. (helmeâ€" In the village of Chippewa. and along the Niagara frontier, there is probably no better known or respect- ed residents than Mr. and Mrs. David Schabel. Both are of German de- scent and display much 01 that old- fashioned hospitality so often found in the fatherland. To a correspond. ent of the St. Catharines Star, who recently called at Mr. Schabel's home Mrs. Schabel related the following etory:â€"â€"“Years ago my physician told me I had heert disease. I have been troubled at intervals with pal- pitation and severe pains, and some- times my heart would almost cease to beat. 1 would become dizzy, rest- less and frightened. At other times I slept badly and had troublesome dreams. l lingered in this state un- tillast winter when exposure to cold affected my kidneys and completely prostrated me. The spring came, when my complaints were further aggravated by stomach trouble. I loathed food and could realize that I was daily growing weaker. My physician's treatment would someâ€" times slightly benefit me, then again I was worse than ever. Finally, af- ter all hope was apparently gone and a large sum of money, had been thrown away for medicines that did me no good, a friend strongly advis- ed me to try Dr. Williame' Pink Pills. two boxes of which were brought me let the beginning of the summer of 1899. I used them and to my joy no- ticed improvement. I continued the ,use of the pills faithfully‘until Ihad taken eight boxes. I am now able to ‘a'ttend to all my housework, feeling entirely cured. I have never had bet- ;ter heellth than I am now enjoying, ‘and since discontinuing the pills have 12 o’clock ulnltu'l z or 3 in the afternoon. ‘ had no symptoms of the old com< plaints. I feel that I am under life- long obligations for the benefit Ihava Ivy and her aesistants have succeeded ‘ derived from Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills, tin lhe last six months in visiting 4,0th ‘bnriuaids and talking \v'1t_11_tht-',11.1f They l and will continue to praise them when opportunity offers." As [or the girls the great majority of (hem would leave in a moment if {hey could make as much money else- where in a mute elevated calling. The hours are len‘lbly long; they are oblig- ed to stand all through them. There ’is dirty work to be done in the mornâ€" "mg, sometimes insults to put up with, and always lhe temptation to drink. Mrs. Cholmeley says fewer of them yield 10 this Lemptul‘ion than would We expected. The girls are usually reâ€" luled to the pruprletor or his friends and Some. of lhem enter the business as early as the age 011 14. Thérj fig?! their husbands in the public houses. If Ihey don’t get marriednan‘d {‘etige they Mrs. (“-holmeley says that there are (many more good barmziids than evil lanes. The girls usually enler the ‘husiness for the simple reason that al- most allihs other lines open to wo- men are paid so wretchedly that the $2.50 u week. with meals, that bar- m‘aids reuaive seems like a fortune. ‘fI‘hen, there is noth'ng degrading about. the work. for every barmaid is call- ed “Mimi.” In their visits, Mrs. Chol- meley and her girls have discovered {our 'burmaids who were formerly teachers in Sunday schools, and sever- al “ho keep a little box on the bat and make men who swear in lheir presence drop into it a penny when- ever Lhey intend. One girl collected 8L and Seul; it to a charity lund. There are 120,000 bat-maids Ln Eng- land, and at various times sundry folk have dreamed of having a law passed which should prevent the employment of girls 315 bartenders, says a London letter. But the efforts in this direc- tion have had little public support. 981'”! because an English institution is not easily set aside, and partly be- cnuse of. a. general conviction that the glrl behind Lhe bar is not necessarily a bad lot. So an attempt in a new direction has been begun on behalli of the barmaid. Instead of being told that she is probably a sinner, or soon will be one. she is merely invited to come and take tea on Sunday after- fioon with a woman who doesn‘t in- tend to preach to her and ‘3ho would like to be a good friend. and, to quote her own words. would like "to give her a. bit of blue sky to see." Some of the larger public houses em- ploy as many as twenty-live barmaids. and in Olhers the girls are kept busy from morning unlil night, but in every case the workers try to have a few words with each of them, as well as to hand them the letters. Every letter [5 signed with Mrs. Cholmeley‘s name and bears her address. and the girls are (old that she is at home every Sun- day afternoon and will be pleased to have them take tea with her whenever they Gun. ‘At these teas she some- times has three or four girls, some- times only one. more often none. Con- sider-lug that the girls’ only breath- ing [line in the whole week: comes on 'Sunda afternoon and then is only five hours ong, it is not strange that Mrs. Cholmeley‘s little receptions are not better patronized. \Vlml Mrs. Cholmeley hopes to ac- complish evemuully she hardly knmxs. Her ideal is, finally, to divide the city 01 London up into districts and enlist Women workers enough to look after Lhc girls rather carefully. in case any oI them is ill or in trouble, than to find :1 woman of some prestige in each of lhose districts who would reCeive the girls on Sunday or whenever they could oume and counsel them if they die young, 1116 result of Lhe hard work and long hours. At least, that was what the: girls said when asked what became of flu: old bax-maids. needed it. At present $5,030 in spent in the work. Well, said the Smallâ€"Minded Man. I have found out another woman's ago, How did you do it? asked the lisâ€" tuner. “'hy, I asked her suddenly how many years it was ainve 1873. But how did you find out. her age,’ She figured it up subtracting five from thirty~two before she thought Simian Agentâ€"Do you wish your bug- gage checked, madam? Ladyâ€"Cer‘minly not. I. want it to ONE WOMAN‘S \VISDUM THE SMALL~MINDED MAN British Barmaias. can: they they been From Pain to Health. A CHIPPEWA LADY TELLSA STORY OF SUFFERING AND RELEASE. Snll’ercd l-‘rom llcnrl Trouble for Yearlâ€" llcr Misery l-‘uI-lher Aggruvnled by Kldnry mud Stomach Trouble. From the Star, St. Catharines, Ont. Early in the apring the smartly kept ciry- house will display a brace of t'me privet or prettily blooming lmw- Lhorn bushes in green tubs, while pots on the stone posts of rough green pot- tery are filled with dwarf cedars and at the bases of these scarlet gerani- ums bloom. In this lower windows handsomely tiled window boxes 0t g‘ei‘aniums and green vines are set. and aueh an exrerim- decoration costs the owner $50 or 875. In (he autumn laurel trees in tubs replace, the privet until there is danger of a heavy' front. which the laurel dies not often weath- er, and then come a couple of four or six sided box pyramids or handsomely shaped! steeple pointed yews, and the Window boxes are cleared and replant- 611 with little pines and sturdy spruce and cedar well bedded :ind draped will: the richest ivy. The result of all this is to take in no small degree from the. stony hardness and monotony of Moreâ€"set residence streets. :lllll against the ncw houses or cream brick, gray stune and white marble the display of greenery is delightful. English ivyI Italian laurel, privec dwarf cedar. Canadian upruce, Eng- llah yew or hawthorn and llulch box are borne of the most popular and! ser- viceable shrubs [or doorstep use just inside the glass storm doors or out- side on the srone landing ol‘ the. street steps. Mop-hea ded ltnlian laurel trees era the most Pxpenslve in this kind 0! verdura, tor a good healthy pair cost all the way from $50 to $250. Ems specimerns of English yew come next. In estimation, while a richly leafed and quaintly shaped. pair of Dutch hox bushes are wonderfully ornamemul, srurdy and valuable, Plain, green- p-alnted boxes or tubs give the pro- per foothold. to any of these species of evergreen, though now the bricâ€"aâ€"brac dealers, keen 10 Min 21 fresh op- portunity for trade, are importing from Italy, France and England Lime mel- lowed but beautifully chiselled old marble vases that glorified eighteenth century gardens once. Investments ranging all the. wa) from $10 to 8300 are now made: by city residents for the purpose of decorating the exterior of their home with orna- mental greenery. This fashion comes from Italy and France where, smco time immemorial. it has been the cus- tom to embower the entrances of the great houses of Rome, Paris, &c., In shrubhery, clipped and grown and pot- ted in big tuhs for the special. purpose at threshold embellishment. The English government has recent- ly prohibi!9d in India lne peculiar haz- nnd gum-e Called “ Bursa ka satin I" This game cannot be pfayed, except when it rains, for, in fact, it consists of bertting on the date of rain, and the quantity (11311 _'may desvend from the gambling wifh qu’h quarrels, and :lnnypr resulted, and sme- 1] English government play illegal. skies. On all (no [wrum as they are caliod in h vertain tubs introduce perpendicuiar pipe in the pipe being pl'DVidF division marks or now} of ihe game is in deteru‘ juSi at; what limez n: will he reached by Hip lavas DOORSTOOP GARDE. GAMBLING ON RAIN have bed 2 pl (late of rain, and the :y desvend from the partials. or “altans,” d in lndia. lhvre are mim- hog vhich hav hviv rent th H LNING lfer '1' he n at! equal {mint Iha the