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" There’s curiosity. mostly called in- terest," said Mrs. Ma rrow. "but I’ve noticed that curiosity asks questions and does nothing, while interest does things and asks no questions. I once thought that Lindy Shivvers was real curious. She lived next to us in the old Shivvers place, and took care of little Maggie, her dead sister Annie’s child, until Annie's husband married again and took little Maggie to the city to live. Our place was small and near to Monuhawk \Vharfâ€"for Sam- uel, being a seafaring man, liked things snug. with plenty’ of room be- yond for the eyes. Well, one day I was planting some tomato vines in my little patch and Lindy Shivvers came to the fence. She mostly talked as if she was afraid to hear herself speak. " ‘ Why, Mis’ Marrow, you‘re plant- mg tomatoes, aren’t you ?‘ she said. " ‘ Seems so,’ said I. " ‘l have a pen/ty to send you, but it‘s nicer to have your own. isn‘t it 3‘ said Lindy. “ I haven't got ’em yet," said ]. ""1‘here’s tw0 of you, so I guess you can eat 'em all,‘ she said, with her head to one side. said I. " ' And pickle the rest,’ said Lindy. "'I won’t get my jars out till the tomatoes begin to come,’ said I; 'Liu- dy Shivvers, it's a pity that you had to give little Maggie up. You need re- sponsibility.’ But she turned around and went in the house without a word. I went up to the step where Samuel Eat smoking and said: ‘It puts me out of practice the way Lindy Shiv- vers goes on about little Maggie. A body can’t feel that way about any- body else’s child. It isn’t natureâ€"for we had losrt our one. “ All that evening I kept telling my- self that it served her right for being no curious. But when the lamps were lighted Ilooked over to Lindy‘s, and it. seemed so big and dark over there (or one woman, and a real small one. that I threw a shawl over my head hand went across. As I passed her kitchen window I saw her sitting un- der the lamp sewing. There was a big basket beside her. and she leaned over patting it. almost as it she was talking to it. When she came to the door I held my hand out. for she looked frightened, and I said; 'And I‘m“ Y0“ ‘0 “new that. I i that Timothy wouldn't hav‘elnoked aL_ n‘ver thought 0‘ your garden being 'I was thinking,’ said Lindy, ‘thut 'm‘uer' M‘s: Marrow" ‘f‘ld She} '1 maybe I can take him, anyhowâ€"if it couldn't, for I do so love little things. iwould help him_he being sick and King are all no big. I got lonely, and 5“ young too..___ Just th‘i‘ight to 3° talk to you to be “"By gum i‘ shouted Samuél, catch» Iociableé‘a .3 ing the 'lamp up; ‘\\'hat a head that " ' Tha‘n don‘t give it another llittle woman‘s got! Me worryin‘ about. ‘ " I‘d rather have only a few of my own than heaps @nybody gave me,’ said Lindy. “'ith [that I put my trowel down and stood up. ‘ See, here. Lindy Shivvers.‘ said I, ‘if my garden is only a patch, it is big enough for two, and your‘s is a heap too big for one, so there 1’ Lindy looked kind of scared at me, then threw her hands up to her face and ran home. "‘I’ve come across to say that I spoke too hasty. Lindy, and I'm sor- ry.‘ ‘ " I’ve heard tell there’s a heap of comfort just havin’ your own things,’ said Samuel; ‘people’s like boats. If they’re queer there‘s mostly somethio’ to make 'em so. I guess old Nathan Shivvers was enough to take the wind owt of Lindy’s sails in our time.‘ Old Nathan was Lindy’s father, and a hard mun. ‘ Lindy Shivvers used to be the bashfullest one around; worse than anybody except Timothy Callow. He’s the ‘beate‘nest.’ I knew that Samuél mostly stood up for women, though, and I took little notice. “ The next day here came Lindy’s voice again. while I was watering my vines : “'Oh, Mis’ Marrow, you’re water- ing your plants, aren't you 'I’ " ' Looks so,‘ said I. "'Do you think they’ll grow, Miz’ Marrow 9’ "I don't see how they can well help themselves with their roots in the earth,’ said I. " ' Well, ’m, borrowin's a dangerous thing,” said Samuel, "specially borâ€" rowin’ of people or boats. I borrowed the Sally Pate once from old Cap’n Peters, and, by gum! I clean forgot she warn’t mine] I set store by the Sally Pate. Yes’m, a (body better have lsomevlhin’ of their own or go without. That’s my sightin’ of it!” without. That’s my sightin’ of it!” " 'I don‘t know about that,’ said I. I was real young then, and there cer- tainly was a heap I ‘didn’t knowâ€" ‘ But I‘m tired of Lindy Shivvers curi- osity. She ought to sell that big place and live sociable and sensible.’ I guess we can eat all that's here, "I suppose truth is like a lantern; if we don‘t carry one on a dark night, we want to go in the dark, that‘s all. It didn't take me a minute to see all I‘d been blinding myself to; all of Lindy Shivvers’ starved life. I re- membered all I’d heard about old Nathan Shivvers’ cruelty to his daughters. and how Lindy had nobody after little Maggie went away, and how she had been sort of left out by people thinking her offish and queer, and I just said helplessly. ‘Oh. you poor thing, you poor thing!’ Lindy looked at me; than she slipped down into my arms, sobbing. By and by, she told me pretty nearly everything, and I guessed the restâ€"all the loneliâ€" ness and the fear of people, and how ‘she got desperate grieving for little lMaggie, and got the doll to dress that 'she might have something to think about. I didn‘t tell her to go work- lfOl' a poor child. for I remembered that when mine died there wasn’t 'a live child in the world could have filled the place. So that day she came out to try and talk to me, and I had misunderstood her, and had spoken so sharp to her that she got to thinking she didn’t want to live any longer, and all the evening she was wondering if it would be a sin- iii it would be a sinâ€"Lindy sobbed, land I turned cold thinking what might happen through our blindness of heart, which is worse than blind- ness of eyes. \Vell, after awhile,when she had gotten quiet and was sitting holding my hand, and I wondering what to do with her, there came a .rap at the door and in walked Sam- “ 'Oh, Cnp'n, no 1' said Lindy, getting read a.nd clmpp’lng her hands.; he mustn‘t go down there). Granny Bloom had two little smoky rooms that Timothy wouldn’t bane looked at, ‘I was thinking,‘ said Lindy, “that maybe I can take him, anyhowâ€"if it would help himâ€"he being sick, and so you ng, too,'â€"â€"â€" thought,‘ said I. sitting beslde the table, and she eat, too. and Ibegan to talk easy like about her work. But she got red and pushed the basket under the table with her foot. Then it rolled over and everything fell out â€"pieces of white linen, fine and pretty and a little skirt, and underneath a great big baby doll. The thing gave me a turn, it was so natural. ." ‘No’m; Maggie‘s got plenty of dolls. now.’ She sat up. as if she exâ€" pected a pistol shot. ‘No. Mis‘ Mar- row. this one’s mine.‘ “ Yours!’ said I. ' 'Yes‘m. itâ€"it don’t hurt anybody, Mis’ Marrbw. and a body must have something.’ 'yes’m, the best.’ You never would have thought he had plenty of cheese at home. Lindy flew around after knives and plates, and Samuel cut his cheese and talked on. ‘LIy, xnyl There! Iintended to step in and see how Timothy Gallnw’s coming on, His mother’s just died, and he‘s been sick. There’s always been just the two, you know. My, my, what will Timothy do? He’s the sort that must have amother around; he’s like a boy, Well, well!” Samuel thought it over and looked at this cheese. 'I guess Timothy will just turn in and die there by hhnsefi one o'these nights] I had to Hsten,for Ihaan heard of Thnothy Canou'being at the point of death. “Now, I’ve always said that Samuel Marrow was awonderful man, being such agood hand at .not seeing what he had no call to see. I don’t know how long he‘d been outside the window, but you’d have thought it an evening parts; to have heard him. "'Good evening, Miss Lindy; tine growin’ weather,‘ he says. ‘Not that you need it, Miss Lindy, being a pretty size for a woman. I stepped across because it looked so sociable, and to ask forapiece of your cheese. It’s the best in town,’ says Samuel, slapping his knee as he sat down; "'Ir. seems dreadful for him :0 be alone, and sick, and in trouble; too,’ said Lindy pitifully; ‘and only a1 boy, too. Can‘t anybody help him, Cap- tain 3‘ "‘VVell, now, he’s something xnoro’n a buy, Miss Lindy,‘ said Samuel. I remembered that Timothy was just one year younger than Sa'muel Mar- row, but Samuel had lighted his pipe and had caught my eye over the bowl. 'Yes’m, somethin’ more; but he’s the easy sort; content with his books and his telescope and his motheri. IL’s bad, bad. Timothy can‘t stay alone, not till he gets strong again. If you had to let your rooms out, Miss Lindy, I’d ask you 10 take him fora matter of a few weeks until he gets all right. But I s’pose he must go down to Granny Bloom's.’ rap uel. Dressing a doll fox» Maggie 3‘ said Timothy Callow and she aittin’ there figurin’ it all out! Come on, Miss Lindy, show us the room. Mother, Timothy Callow'a in luck this voyage, sure 1“ "He. didn’t give Lindy time to wink before. she was showing us her best bedroom, looking as pleased and bright as a child, while Samuel talked about her grand idea and whatafine head she had for managing. Lindy got so interested that she looked made over, and when we left her she was planning what she’d give Timothy Callow to eat; for Samuel arranged to see Timothy in the morning and help him move. That night I said, 'Lindy’s going to be real set back to. morrow when Timothy arrives with his books and his telescope, and he as old as you are. I don‘t see what as old as you are. 1 don‘t see What you mean anyhow [’ “'He used to be a boy all right,’ said Samuel. ‘I‘m not to blame for his growin’ up.’ “The upshot was that the next evening here came Lindy flying across just before supper time. Her cheeks were. pink and she was breathless. "‘He‘s come, and, Mis‘ Murrow, he isn't a boy at all! I thought the Cap’n meant he was. And he’s got books and books, and he's real learned, andâ€"and hadn’t you better come over to supper 8’ ""No, indeed,’ said I; ‘you just feed him up, Lindy; that’s the first thing a man wants.’ "‘And I won't have to talk much to him, will I,Mis‘ Marrow ?’ said she. "'The best way to converse witha learned man is to listen to his talk,’ said I. So she went back somewhat easier in her mind and the next even- ing Samuel said: ‘ "'I are, ped over to see now Timothy’s coming on.’ " ‘W'ell i" said I. " ‘All right,‘ said Samuel; ‘he’s talk- ing about comets with two tails and Lindy‘s listenin’ with her eyes.‘ ' "‘But Lindy isn’t Granny Bluom,’ said I; ‘what will people say to this ?' " 'You ought to have thought of all that, old lady, when you sent Timothy Callow to board over to Lindy’s !‘ said he. Now this was fairly outrageous, but for a month he bothered me about it until I grew to thinking I had done it. In that month Lindy got to bea new creature. She was always busy and happy, for having somebody to see to was natural. I've known women to love and marry just beâ€" cause it is natural for them to see after somebody â€" only they didn‘t know it. One evening Timothy Cal- low came across. He had picked up aheap in the month and said he had never been so comfortable in his life. “‘I guess you’ll be sorry to leave Miss Lindy’s,’ said Samuel, beginning to smoke steady, andllooked at him in surprise. "‘I’m not considering leaving,‘ said Timothy, stroking his beard easy and comfortable. "'I don’t blame you,’ said Samuel [0 his pipe; 'the Lower Hotel is a poor place and Granny Bloom’s the worst in town. But all good things must have. an end~as the hymn says.’ “'No, I'm not considering leaving, Captain,’ said Timothy, looking way off like he was. seeing stars. ‘I’ve got some new calculation to make and Miss Lindy doesn't mind having me around.’ “ 'Not she I’ says Samuel. 'She’s a born housekeeper! Yes, yes, it's a pity Lindy never married, and it would be a pity for you to go, Timothy; still as she ain‘t marriedâ€" though ’twould be better if she was, "‘I haven’t thought of goin,’ he said; 'I’m fixed comfortable.’ Samuel caught my eye steady over the pipe, afi it ‘to say ‘I’m tacking this boat 5’ and, he says, blowing his smoke up, 'Yes, 'twould be a pity, but I guess you’re right, Timothy; as you say, Lindy ain‘t exactly Granny Bloom and there ain‘t any other boarders. l gue‘m you're right Timothy, 0! cuurse!’ a lonely woman’s like a bout without oars. Samuel smoked and Timothy looked perplexed. "Timothy Callow looked real startled. He got up and walked up and down, pulling his beard inaway he had, then he took his but up. " ‘1 see, Captain, I see!‘ he says, and bolted out. "'Well, Samuel Marrmv, what do you mean by upsetting lhlngs just as they‘re set?” said I. real put out. ‘Now you've gone and pm notions m 1113 h-ezldl' “The very next morning here came Lindy, looking as worried as her old self. She Ind on ablue prlnt and a ruffled apron, and I thought how much younger and prettier she looked than she had before. “‘Mr PJllOW’S going,‘ she said, and her lips trembled; ‘nnd he won‘t say why. He’s been so much company, “'Whnt did you expect when you would send Timmhy to board over to Lindy‘s?‘ said he. ‘ “'You're wrong, Captain,’ he says, wrong, wrong! 'Iâ€"I haven’t any such ‘ intentlon, I assure you!‘ Samuel held ihis. pipe out and came near, speakmg I slow. Mis' Marrow, I‘ll be all alone again whenâ€"when he goes. I thought maybe you would find out the reason: "I told her to ask Timothy to step across that day and see to the depth of anew well we were having dug. So that afternoon Timothy came over. and, after he had looked at the well With: Samuel, he looked at his watch. "' I must be going, for I'm moving, he said. "‘Movingl‘ says Samuel; '\\'hy, what’s up over to Lindy s?’ "'Notthg, nothing at all, Capmin, says Timothy, turning his hat round and round. 'I've only been lhmking over what you said. andâ€"and I‘ve conâ€" cluded you're right.’ "'Eh’l‘ says Samuel, taking his plpe from his mouth and looking like a week-old lamb. "'Mnrriedl' says Samuel, starmg, ‘mnrriedIâ€"I guess nqtl No'm, Iguess Lindy Shivvers ain‘t married â€"'he packed the tobacco in 1113 p|peâ€"'I’m sorry for ye, Callow, if that's the way 0 111a wind! Lindy’ll be no easy craft to land. But you brought it on your- self when you would go there 10 board, knowing her to be such a hue and interestin’ womanl’ "'\\'byâ€"erâ€"â€"about Miss Lmdy not beingâ€"married, Captain.’ “Timoth got red avnd pulled hls beard and l was fairly scandallzed. "'No no, Captainl‘ he says; 'you re mlétaken, I assure youl When I (-21 me here to board Iunderstood that Alias Lindy wasâ€"erâ€"ralhver an elderly perâ€" son, who would he amother to me, as it were. 1â€"1 have no other Inten- tions whatevérl’ "I looked at Samuel Marrow and seemed to begin to see dayllght. But he was deaf as a'post, packing hlS pipe. "Twouldn’t hurt to ask her," he says to his pipe; ask her, by all means, Timothy, if you can weather it when she says noâ€"as I‘m thlnkin’ she' will! By all means, ask her!’ "By this time Timothy was scarlet, and standing first on one foot and then on the other. "‘You mean to say that you've been trifl'm’ with Lindy; Shivvnrs all this time, and meanin' nothin,’ Timothy Callow? Is (,hat it!‘ "'No, no, imdeed, Captainl’ says poor Timothy, at his wit's end. “I assure] you.’ “l fancied in what way he meant, and I said: 'Mr. Callow, the best things must be tried for.’ With that he put his hat on and went over to Lindy's. That evening at sunset Isat on the step where Samuel was smok- ing. A wagon had just carried off Timothy’s things from over to Lindy‘s, and the place looked closed and quiet. r "‘So that’s it ' says Samuel, not listening to a word. 'You say you re more comfortable than ever you were in your life, and you can’t stay and be comfortable without asking Lindy, and you’re_goin away without askin‘ Lindyâ€"why, then, split my rafters, sir roared Samuel of asudden, ‘split my rafters, you’ve got no more sense, sir,’ roared Samuel of asudde‘n, and he stuck his pipe in his mouth! and strutted off as if he was on‘ deck' in a gale. Poor Timothy Callow looked struck dumb with sudden thought. “‘Theâ€"the Captain"s mlstake,’ he says, helplessly. “ ‘Now don’t mind the Captain, don’tl’ said I. real mortified. "‘I’ve never looked out for myself In that way,’ says Timothy, looking at me. " ‘I was real ashamed of you toâ€"day,’ said Ito Samuel; ‘all thEt talking didn‘t do any good, and Timothys gone! Samuel narrowed his eyes to- ward where the water made apurple line along the shore and smoked steady. 'She's all alone again, poor Lindy,’ said I. A bird flew over the marshes calling, and Samuel blew a wurl of smoke up. ‘It's aheap worse than it was betere,’ said I, and all for nothing. [don’t see why you couldn’t. let Timothy stay as long as he was comfortable and go in his own time.’. The sky settled down into redness, and it grew twilighty, and Samuel smoked hard. Suddenly Lindy’s gate clicked and she came across. She looked little and sweet, and I saw the lines begin to gather at the eoorners of Samuel’s eyes, like he was pleased at something, but he smoked steady. Lindy sat down beâ€" side me and slipped her hand in mine. I thought she felt so bad she couldn't speak. "'\Vell, Timothy’s gone,’ said I, there being nothing else to say. She nodded and looked out to sea. She seemed taller and older, and held her head up. ‘I’m terrible sorry, Lindy,‘ said I. "'I'm not,‘ said she, wnh a little laugh hack of the words, and the ln'pes got deeper around Samuel's eyes. Then the gate clicked, and Tlmothy came up tha walk. Lindy got up and met him and they stood together be- for us in the twilight. “Good even- in'! says Samuel. Come upl' “'IL’s wonderful) said Timothy 'but she's going to let me come back for good. soon. I guess I‘ll have to thank you, Captain.“ ’ "' Good luck to you!’ says Samuel. clapping his knee, 'Thank me? No.31rl fll‘flmnk the old lady here. I knqw nothiu of such matters.’ "'No, I just came over so we could tell you together,‘ says Lindy. Then she locked up at Timothy. "With that they both shook hand] gravely with me, who hadn't any more 10 do with it than the dead, and Lindy whispered: 'I don’t see how he came to think of me, Mis" Marrqw, and he so learned. but he did.’ And Timothy was saying to Samuel: ‘It's the best day's.\\"ork of my life, Cap- tainl‘ And he moot have thought he did it all himself, for he looked an proud as if he’d discovered acomet. T'hen Lindy said they must go home. as it was growing late, and Timothy must not stay in the damp, so_ they thanked me again and went over to Lindy’s together. Then I sald': “’\\'ell, Samuel Marrow! Of all man you are the beatenestl’ "He looked across to where they went throught the twillght, and be folded his arms and says; "‘Yes'm. penpie's like boats. Some crafts can‘t be left to the wind. They’ve got to be steered. 01d lady, you did the mght thing when you sent Timothy Callows to board over to Lindy'sl’” Ilow He Avoided llle Alleullons of n Young hilly III .‘lnlul. It may 'be said that no man [hal- aroused more affectionate enthusi- asm among the English. people 0! any olf the lenders in the Tlranvsivaal warâ€"not even excepting "Bobs" himseLfâ€"thun Colonel, now General Bzide'ntPoMell, the hero of the slege of Mafeukilng. This is due mot only to his achleivemvenu in. successfully re- sisting, its Boer investment flor near- ly five months, bu): also to the p10- luresque character of llha mum him- se-JI. Nobody in E .31 .nd re ers ioh‘ m as BadenLPowenll nowadays. He is known. wary/where as "B. P.,’ and to arouse the enthusiasm: of aBaritish mowd 1": is only necemiry to men- tion these letters, or to display the familiar of "the British Rough Rid-en! Many good stories conceu‘nyng B. P. are going {her rounds at present, and one of Lhu best of these rebates not to his achievements in iigghiing Kruge'i"s meal, but to his success in escaping 1mm atom of axioms: ion in time of peace. The hand);me (Jol- onel his always haw-n a fiawrite with the ladies, and he has received a great deal of Lhe sort of attention t'lmt in lavished on matinee idibls, It is said- [1341 when he was gu'artered at Ma.ta be was grwily bothered by the per- sistent attentions of an admiring, person of the kind demgnaied in Eng- land as "a. gai'rison hackâ€"' a term applied to young “lame-n who devote unemsexlves .10 uhLicersp‘u sLuILuYn. Thu. particular garrison hack persnsbed in accompanying. the. gallium B. P,, then a captain, on his daily‘ walk. TIO es- cape from a. bore in so small apiece as Marita is a difficult matter, but devoii‘ng some. weight”. Lo the subject B. P. managediio do it by disguising. himself USADZLVVy. For three days in this disguise he: lounged. pus; tbs un- s-u.-:peming dzimseii as she was wait- mg for mm. Emboldened 'by Lh-ls swoâ€" cess on [the fourth {lay the “natvvy” approacnea lhe men and sand, “Beg erdon, miss, could. you. tell m3 “hare Captain BldeD'PuWBH 15 to De found? I‘m‘ee days he hausent out among the non to see. ui Lt is clean“, anorugkq of [asses whu like» walk-mg, so the“: he 0411 take me tramp Lu p.acc. Ihaven’c seen so mum us a smyac.‘ an the road and I warn to report to h.m.' IL is related that thwucetbrth B.P. took his uflernoou trump undisturbâ€" ed. ONLY ONE CURE. lYes, lady, said Weary Wahker. got an incurable ailment. How do you know it's incurable! Are you taking anything for it? asked the kind lady. Proprietor. Yes, a little. But there are two more breweries in the neigh- borhood tth there were last year. yer. Regular Annual Visitor, at sum- mer resort. Your lake here seems to be dwindling. Why, lady, de on’y Way I kin hope ter cure it. is ter keep from tukin' t'ings. I‘m troubled wit’ kleptomun- RESOU R CEFU L BADEN-POWELL. COMPENSATORY