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Nearly twenty years ago father, mother, son and daughter had occu- pied the home. The father, some- what taciturn and cold, had unbent little to his children and froWned upon what he had called youthful follies; when, in the ease of the son, his eldest born, folly some.- times deserved a. stronger name, he reproved fiercely and sometimes unâ€" reasonably. The boy. fired with the independence of youth resented and rebelled, and quarrels ensued till it ended in the father’s turning his son out of doors. with the injunction never to let him see or hear from him again. Too literally had his be- hest. been followed. The mother had idolized her boy. and under the strains of silent grief her mind gradually gave way. No word had come back from the Wanderer. He had written to his mother several times but the father had destroyed the letters without handing them to her, and when one was returned to Lemuel unopened he wrote no more. He tried to drown the memory of his youth in wild dissipations and, sobering down at last, he tried to put his old life from his thoughts amid new scenes and surroundings, Trees and vines had grown about it. but they were kept sharply trim- med. All necessary repairs were promptly attended to, and each new coat of paint reproduced, as nearly as might, be, its predecessor. No clutnges within or without showed themselvec. no added luxuries or adâ€" ornments crept into any of the four rooms, for the little mother grew restless and unhappy, and what. reâ€" mained for poor Mary but to guard her peace. For years and years the two wo- men had lived on together. the SHOWS of age whitening the mother’s hair. while the roses of youth deâ€" parted from Mary's face. The whole To his whereabouts neither mother nor sister had any clew. so great a silence had fallen between them. The father’s heart, was sore, but he gave no Sign, not even on his deathbed, which followed in less than a second lwelvemonth. The street. on which our cottagex was situated had been graded and kcrbed to the foot of the hills which1 it was meant to climb, but. had; iaintâ€"heurtedly given out, and 3 though approached on the other side by many more showy residences the cottage still held its own and looked} across the fields as it, had done when first built on what seemed 111â€"} most a. prairie. It, and the enclosed; plot on which it stood was a. patâ€"l tern of neatness which brought no; shame, and even set an example to! its larger neighbors. [ In the meantime the hamlet had grown from a struggling settlement to almost the proportions of a town. The narrow, congested main street, Where butcher and baker were hudâ€" dled together in confused proximity, had been widened, and more pretenâ€" tious stores and offices had taken the place of the smaller wooden structures of twenty years since. Factories and mills had their clusâ€" tering shops and Workmen's dwell- ings and long fringes of outlying streets with more or less ornate vilâ€" las and cottages, had succeeded to rural lanes or short cuts across the common. “Mary, put a. plate for Lemuel, he might like a. bit too; and why do you forget; ?" she added half fretfulâ€" ly. With a. patient sigh the daughter obeyed. How many Weeks, months and years was it she‘had gone through her useless task ? “He’ll come toâ€"morrow," the old woman murmured, half to herself. “‘“Yes, to-morrow he will 001110,; surely," Mary answered cheerfully. It was almost stereotyped. theirl brief talk. repeated daily. For years! the mother’s heart had yearned and” waited for the absent. or the dead.f But each morning life renewed itself and hope sprang up again in the! clouded mind. Each morning of all these long" years. ‘ ‘To-d: come !” “Some other queried, a. faint cheek. "Yes, yes, some other and get. your cup of tea, led her mother to the seated her beside it. A younger Woman stepped up be- side her from within. She was tull- er, larger, and 1053 comely, but. the resemblance between them bespoke near relationship. :1 "Yes, yes, mother, she said, soothingly, laying her hand on the other's shoulder. “Some day he'll come. I wouldn't, call him any more now." wholly pathetic cadence, l to nestle and die away t of the low hills which 3 folks politely called to-morrow, day ?" the older color tinging‘ her day; come " and she table and he will The mother wandered around rest- lessly, going again and again to the door and looking out toward the hills, but saying no word. And thus they waited. At last the click »of the gate sounded, and the two, fathâ€" er and son, came up the path, the latter looking around with question- ing eyes. As they entered a wild cry rang out, and the old woman threw herself upon the boy with passionate caresses, cxclaiming un- consciously in the words of Scrip- ture : “Bring him !" Mary cried. "I am pining to see him.” “Yes. 1’11 go and fetch him now,” he said, rising. “It’s seldom we’re so long separated." So she bustled about, tidying up the always neat, little house, and looking into the glass to give some touch of improvement, to her own personal appearance, of which, poor soul, she scarcely ever thought, but she had a sudden wish to be pleasing in the strange young eyes. Then she drew away, yet still clinging to him and looking implor- ingly to the older son. "Oh, father! be friends! be friends. He’s a good lad; he means no harm !” and the two men clasp-â€" ed hands silently. while a tranquil happy look crept over the poor hur- assed face. So no more the sad cry rang over the fields, butâ€"an old woman and a boy might, often be seen walking to- gether on the road near the cottage, and the late roses bloomed on the faded cheeks, and the sad eyes grew calmer, though reason no more fully resumed its sWuy. Lemuel, the older, remained in his former home and builded onto the cottage. which was kept unchanged, as a. wing to the new house, Where Mary was happy again in being a. mother to her nephew. When her short. Indian summer was over and they laid the little mother to rest, they wrote “Peace” on the white headstone. At every mention of his son, the man’s face lightened up. “Yes, I suppose he's like me some, but, he's taller and i‘osier, too, since he's English born, whilst I see a look of the mother in him." "Bring him !" Mary cried. "I am "Aye, my boyâ€"bless him. He’s a great lad. Well, I settled down in England, in a good, sizeable village, after awhile, and I did fairly well. Then We married and we had this one boy and a girl." “Where are your wife and childâ€" “He’s down at the hotel. I just wanted to Walk around and take my bearings firstâ€"it‘s all so changed exâ€" cept this house.” He turned his face away for a mo- ment to conceal its quivering. “The boy is with meâ€"~the other two lie under the sod. When they were gone Lemuel and I didn’t care to stay. So we’ve been wandering a bit. Then it came over me that I must see the old place once more, and here I am." "Yes, mother always Wanted this kept just the same until you got back. How like you've grown to father, Lem. Is your boy like you ?" ren “Your boy!” Mary asked eagerly, her face lighting up. Mary "Where is father ?” the man asked. a sterner note coming into his voice. “ In the churchyard this many years,” she answered. And he sat down heavily. The old Woman glanced at the newcomer furtively, but silently. The other two fell into talk in low, suppressed tones, going over briefly the life that lay between this and their parting. “Yes, I sowed wild oats enough at first," the man said, “but I man- aged to work my way across the ocean, and then there came over me a great disgust of myself and my evil ways. Father was hard enough on nickâ€"but I was wrong, too, very wrong, and for mother‘s sake I should have been patient and tried to do better. Please God, my boy shall have no such experience." Mary stood and grasped the table, looking at. him speechlessly for a minute. Later she broke out: "Oh, Lem, is it you ! Why. why have you never sent us word all these years?” "Never sent a word !" he echoed. “ Didn't I write again and again, and this is all I gotâ€"my own letter returned. and he drew from his pock- et an old envelope with postmarks of ancient, date. “011, father !" Mary murmured, and then she turned away to stop the fast-flowing tears. village knew the story, and even the stranger passing by would shake his head and guess something" of its pa- thos when a woman’s voice rang through the field: "Lemu-el! Oh, Lemu-el !" “Why, father !" she said, with only at faint surprise in her tone. She half put out. her hand as if to stroke his hair, then drew it, back. The man rose and brushed his sleeve across his eyes. “She does not know me.” But where is your boy '2" pressed a?” Compote of Peachesâ€"Boil together one cupful of Water and two cupfuls of granulated sugar, lifteen minutes. Remove. flavor with one teaspoonful of vanilla. and one teaspoonful of rose extract. Pure eight fine ripe peaches, remove the pits. Place in an agate bake dish, pour the syrup over the fruit, cover, and bake until the peaches are tender and not a. minute longer. Place the peaches on ice. Boil the syrup again until it becomes ropy. Pour immediately in- to a deep pudding dish. At serving time, cover this fruit jelly with whip- ped cream which has been colored a light dainty pink. Arrange the peaches handsomely on this, fill their cavities with fresh grated coco-anut. Peach Foam Pieâ€"Line a deep pie plate with a rich pie crust, brush it with egg white. bake. Pare nice ripe peaches. rub through a coarse sieve, two cupfpls of pulp are required. Beat four egg Whites, stiffiy. Add slowly four tablespooufuls of powder- ed sugar. then gradually the ripe pulp. Serve this pie very cold. heapâ€" ing whipped cream artistically over the top. Apple Saladâ€"One cupful of celery and two cupfuls of tart apples, cut into dice. Cover immediately with lemon juice to prevent discoloring. Serve with this French dressing: Cover one teasroonful of salt with cayenne, add two tublespoonfuls of lemon juice and six tablespoonfuls of olive oil. When these ingredients are thoroughly blended, add a piece of ice the size of a butternut, stir five minutes until the dressing is perfectâ€" ly chilled. Remove the ice, beat unâ€" til thick, serve the salad at once. Cucumber Saladâ€"Peel and slice two cucumbers, add oneâ€"half teaâ€" spoonful of salt, dash of pepper, two cupfuls of cold water, simmer until the cucumbers are very tpndel‘. Disâ€" solve a tablespoonful of gelatine in warm Water, add to the cucumbers and strain. Line a. mould with slicâ€" es of cucumbers and fill with the jel- ly. When cold serve with mayon- naise on celery, cross or lettuce leaves. Tomato Salad.â€"â€"Pare medium sized five tomatoes. Place on ice. Cut off the top, stem end. take out the seeds. Dressing: Two eggs beaten separâ€" ately, oneâ€"half teaspoonful each of white pepper, mustard, salt, four tablespoonfuls 'of melted butter, six tablespoonfuls of Tarragon vinegar. Add salt, pepper, mustard. to the beaten yolks, next slowly the vinegar and butter. Cook carefully over water until thick. Place on ice. Just before using fold in a. cupful of whipped cream. Fill the tomatoes. serve very cold, on a bed of green leaves. Anchovy Eggs.â€"â€"Cut in halves six hard boiled eggs. Mash the yolks with one tablespoonful of melted but- ter, one minced bay leaf, one tableâ€" spoonful of chopped calf’s liver, one tablespoonful of anchovy paste. Fill the whites of the eggs with the preâ€" pared yolks, press the halves toâ€" gether. Place on ice until very cold, serve with French dressing. Peach Saladâ€"Pare, halve, remove the stones from five ripe peaches. Stand out side upward on ice, with one teaspoonful of sugar and three drops of lemon juice in each cavity. Crack one-fourth of the stones, chop these kernels. add to the whole stones and simmer. Strain, add one- half teaspoonful of ground mace and three tablespoonfuls of sugar, stir until the sugar is dissolved When cold, add four tablespoonfuls of lemâ€" on juice, pour over the peaches, keep on ice until serving time. Arrange the peaches on a. bed of lettuce leaves. Water Cress Salad.~A pint of water cross and a lavish amount. of nasturtium blossoms compose an ar- tistic appetizing salad. Serve im- mediately with French dressing. Stufl'ed Eggsâ€"Hard boil six eggs, halve carefully. Remove the yolks. make a. smooth paste of them with one tablespoonful of melted butter. Add a cupful of chopped cooked lamb or beef, a dash of cayenne, salt. Mix thoroughly. Fill the eggs carefully. Rub a trifle of raw egg white over each piece, and press together. Roll first in beaten egg then in fine bread crumbs, deep fry in very hot fat. Serve cold on lettuce leaves. ' Hmn Mousseâ€"Chop very fine two cupfuls of boiled ham, season with one teaspoonful of English mustard. Dissolve one teaspoonful of granulatâ€" ed gelatine in six teaspoonfuls of hot water, add oneâ€"half cupful of whip- ped cream. Mix thoroughly the ham and prepared gelatine’ Place in a mould on ice for three hours. Slice very thin and serve with a mayonâ€" naise to Which has been added two tablespoonfuls of horseradish, one tablespoom‘ul of Tarragon vinegar, one teaspoonful Worcestershire sauce. sprigs of mint in the bottom of a. wet mould. Pour a layer of the gel- atine, then all of the chicken. the re- mainder of the gelatine. Place in a refrigerator for at least, six hours. Remove and garnish with light goldâ€" en yellow nasturtium blossoms. SUMMER RECIPES. Jellied Chickonlâ€"Jloil a chicken unâ€" til the meat slips readily from the bones. Season highly with pepper. salt, celery salt and butter. When the chicken is cold, take out the bones, and chop the meat fine. Softâ€" en oneâ€"half ounce of gelatine in one- half cupful of Water. Strain the li- quor, add to the gelatine, Place sprigs of mint, in the bottom of a. g About the House. A SUMMER SKIRT. By a. day’s work you may turn out The doctor thought it, was umc LU consider whether more attention should not be paid to the tempera- ment of railway men, and he deplor- ed the fact that the medical pro- fossion was so poorly represented at inquiries in regard to the causes of railway accidents. Turning to the question of driving electric cars Dr. Scott stated that a. Glasgow man Who was used to driv- ing horses was put. on an electric vehicle. He caused a. smash-up in which one person was killed and sev. eral injured. It. was proved that the man had not tasted drink, and the case was one of nervous tension; The doctor thought. it was time to consider whether more attention A man who had been promoted from fireman to engineer soon coni- plained of dyspepsia. The usual 1'0â€" mcdies failed and he sent the man to a consulting physician. The latter also failed to cure the man. Then the engineer went, through a whole course of quack medicine without any success. It was only after a big Dr. Scott referred to the Slough accident. In this case the engineer declared that, he did not know how he had run past, the danger signal. The jury found that the engineer had been afflicted for a. moment with aberration of the mind, yet this same man had conveyed over 150,- 000,000 passengers without a single mistake. In stuffing a chicken for baking, where there is a lot of hungry childâ€" ren asking for second helps of everyâ€" thing including "dressing and gravy“ make a generous supply of the stuf- fing. Fill the cavities in the body as usual, then make an incision in the skin between the thigh and the body, on each side; loosen the skin from the flesh round the breast and down the leg and put in as much stuffing as you can crowd in pressing it close down to the breast and legs, Put another extra. portion in the inâ€" side of the wings before tying them to the body. Bake in a covered pan and baste frequently. Another man who had been Work- ing on a farm became a railway ser- vant and afterwards a, signal man. The nervous tension was so great that it brought on headache, weari- ness and insomnia. He ultimately recovered and is now an excellent workman, but not a signal man. Another man who was put in the signal box after doing general rail- way work developed an acute mania in the form of an allection of the nervous cells. ' Figs, dates, raisins mid prunes are apt to be regarded as luxuries rather than as rich food substances of a most digestible kind when freed from skin and seeds. Nuts are rich in fat and also furnish muscular energy; they are a form of very wholesome food, with which, however, must be taken fruit or other bulky beds to balance the concentration. Most Accidents Due to Neurosis, Says Dr. Scott. Two or three important points were brought out at the recent anâ€" nual meeting of the British Medical Association. Dr. Alexander Scott. of Glasgow, made the alarming as- sertion that most, railway accidents were due to neurosis of railway men, caused by the nerve tension of their duties. To prove this he cited many cases which had come under his own observation. s-m'ash-up on the railway, as a. result of which the man was dismissed, that. he finally got. well. He had simply been suffering from nervous tension. Another case cited that that of a signal man who was found on the floor in convulsions. When he was able to speak he said he never on- tered the signal box Without feeling that. he was on the brink of a. preciâ€" pice and that some day a disaster would occur. A delicious hot; Weather dessert is lemon jelly and soft custard. But you Want your jelly a semiâ€"solid, quivering mass, not hard enough to cut. piled in the centre of a. thick, soft custard. Too stiff jelly and too soft custard will spoil it. Cure for Ratsâ€"Bait traps with sunflower seeds and rats and mice will soon disappear, says one who knows. ~ and being easy to make and inexpenâ€" sive there is no reason why every Wo- man should not be plentifully supé plied with them. To avoid similar- ity the skirts may be trimmed in numerous pretty Ways. Rows of braid or embroidery can encircle the lower part of the skirt, put, on perâ€" haps in graduated widths or in ser- pentine waves. If you are stout. a. more becoming effect would be attain- ed by running the trimming up and down Let it; follow the seams. and downl Let it; follow the seams, and put corresponding rows in between. A very pretty way is to run the triminingdown the front seams to within six inches of the bottom. then turn it backward. extending it around the skirt, but not crossing the front breadth. Two or even three rows look particularly well. In that instance let each turning form a hollow square instead of merely a corner. White is always the daintiest maâ€" terial to use, but colors make up smartly. Natural-colored linen is exâ€" tremely popular this season. Trimâ€" med with itself or White the results are very pleasing. Bands of dark blue, of red or bright plaid are charmingly effective and easy to ap- ply. while they have the additional advantage of being inexpensive. A1- ways shrink the goods before using. a. stylish shirt in pique. linen or den- im. Such a. skirt. is comfort itself, and being easy to make and inexpenâ€" RAILROAD MEN'S NERVES. VALUABLE HINTS may be trimmed in my ways. Rows of aidery can encircle the the skirt, put, on perâ€" 1th widths or in ser- If you are stout. 8. effect Would be attain- Lhc trimming up and follow the seams. and was time to re attention the tempera- 11d he deplor- Jedical pro- 2presented at [which had been a present from the !Emperor William I. of Germany to lhis ally King Humbert. A very lsignificant fact in this matter was 'that all the precious stones with which the box had 'evidently been set, when it must have formed a. present worthy of its royal donor and recipient, had been removed, al- though no attempt had been made to erase the royal crests engraved on the inside of the lid. The theory of robbery in this lease is one which most readily oc- curs, but it seems strange that any such robbery should have been kept secret, and that robbers committing such a crime would have the temeiw ity to sell the box which bore proof of its origin that would. we should fancy, be a. most valuable clue in tracing the robbers. In fact, it is incredible that the most blundering thief would attempt to sell such a. box after having extracted the stones without in some way efiacing the marks which proclaimed it to have been Royal property. We believe that after being in the possession of the dealer for a few days the box was purchased by a member of the Italian Embassy in London. which is in itself significant. Five men can hold a full grown lion; but, it, takes nine to hold a. tiger. The world’s output of copper last year was 160,000 tons. a. record uy to date. Deddebetcâ€"I want you to measure me for a. suit. Tailorâ€"Why, you haven’t paid me for the last one I made for you. Deddebeteâ€"Huh! It’s worn out long ago. On the other occasion the same gentleman bought in Paris a. small gold or silver-gilt salt-cellar belong- ing to a set of six presented to our late Sovereign by the Empress Eu‘ genie many years ago. The mysteri- ously disappeared saltâ€"cellar. had, before being recovered, been replaced by another specially made to com- plete the set, which was, however, hardly ever used by the late Queen. Those instances are sufficient to show that not all the “royal pres- ents" offered for sale are trifles manufactured specially to trap the unwary collector, as some few very likely are; and it is probable that many genuine Royal gifts are bar- tered to and by dealers, but, not. possessing distinguishing marks. es- cape recognition as What they orig» inally were. An English gentleman had on two occasions picked up on the Contin- ent presents which have been the property of members of our Royal family. In Vienna he purchased for a few shillings a. silver inkstand, which he recognised at once as hav- ing belonged to the King, then Prince of Wales. To put the identity of the inkstand beyond all doubt, it. was submitted to the Prince, who also recognized it as a present which had been made him by a memâ€" ber of the family of King George of Greece, but which he was not, till then, aware he had lost. How it passed from Sandringham to Vienna was a mystery, not, that over much trouble was given to seeking an explanation. Some became and the other had been the property of the Pope. It has long been a mystery how so many Royal presentsâ€"presents to and from Royaltiesâ€"find their way into public sales. The two caskets just mentioned, for instance, were undoubtedly the property of the late Tsar and Pope respectively. It is impossible to suppose that either the Tsar or the Pope gave their casket away, because such an act would be a gross insult to the don- or, and the supposition that, either of these exalted personages sold his casket is absolutely ridiculous. At the some time, robberies from Royal palaces are unheard of, and it is very doubtful if anyone having recess to Royal presents would dare to steal any, or supposing they did, would be able to dispose of the ar- ticles without exciting grave suspi- cion. Then, how do Royal presents find their way into dealers’ hands, as they undoubtedly often do '3 It might be supposed that the Roy- al presents sold from time to time are mere frauds, intended to draw fancy prices from the credulous. But such is not always the case; num- bers of perfectly GENUINE ROYAL PRESENTS may occasionally be met with in shops. particularly on the Continent. A few weeks ago a. Parisian bricâ€"a- bruc dealer sold to one of his cus- tomers two solid silver caskets lined with purple satin. They ietched a. fancy price on account of the fact that: their workmanship was of the very finest kind. The dealer was quite satisfied with the prices he had obtained for the caskets until he came to hear that one of them had at some time been presented to the late Tsar of Russia, MYSTERIOUS MANNER IN WHICH PRESENTS DIS- APPEAR. They Are Ofl’ered Fer Sale in the Second-Hand Shops of Europe. RDBBING ROYAL PALADES. SILVER GILT CIGAR BOX years ago a. London dealer possessed of a THE VERY IDEA