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Night had fallen on the forestâ€"clad slopes of the mountain, and moonâ€" light, breaking through the feathery leaves of the tall. dark hillâ€"pines, fell in a cataract. of radiance over the edge of a precipitous gorge, rillâ€" lng for a. time the gloomy depths, and losing itself at, last in the foam- ing water that. marked the passage of the river below. Halfâ€"way up the mountainâ€"side there was a. space of cleared land, so steep that. it seemed almost to stand on edge. In its midst a spot, had- been levelled to give footing to a. Uiny cabin. Around the cabin the young corn was growing. Far off in the eastward a. single light burned like a. star, and from the window of the cabin another light seemed to answer. A woman leaned from the cabin Window watching that eastern light, -â€"-a. light, that. located for her the guol in the courthouse town ten miles away. Behind it. lay the sharp, curved ridge of Croaghmoyle, on Whose heather slope this woman had been born. To-night she wished that. she had died there, on that rugged, shelving "spur," long ago, in the days when her cheeks were red and her lips were ripe, when life had seemed full and joyous to young and laughing Moyra Carey. Now she was Moyra Carey no longer, and she was old. She had not known how old she was until these last. few days, for it is not. the passing of years that, makes for age. but the passing of joy, and the light and the sweetness of living. The woman watching the distant light, was alone, while that for which she lived was yonder, under that, light, in the gaol of the town. Alone in her sorrow the woman sat there, oppressed by the mighty sil- ence. Involuntarin her mind sought relief in Wandering back over the days of her life, lingering here and there on wellâ€"remembered scenes. Among her memories was that of gummer days of her fresh young womanhood. how, when the sunset came, and she was stirring to-mor- row's breakfast porridge, there came also the tall young lawyer from that wonderful city, where the peo- ple know so much, yet strange to say, knew 'nothlng‘ of the Ways and the thoughts of the mountain folk. I How queerly he had looked at her, until her bright, black eyes grew hy and timid ; and once, when he had caught her hand, and seemed about to speak, she, with becoming maidenly modesty, had broken away from him, and ran down the path. She had looked over her shoulder and laughed at him ; but he had not followed. If he had, how diflex‘ent it all might, have beer. I ,r Again, she thought. of a. time when the trees were bare, and the brown leaves lay thick on the frozen ground. The cold wind moaned at the eaves of the dwelling, and sighed in the tops of the trees ; but the fires burned brightly, and there was good cheer within doors, for it. was her wedding-night. The summer was past, and she was but a. woman, after all. Barney Nolan had a. farm at Balleycroft, and Barney was a good man, so everyone said. He had a “still,” and made whisky. of course ; but that was all right. provided he was not caught by the Constabulary. So she had gone away with Barney to his place at Ballycroft, and there the baby had been born. She looked up quickly at the dis- tant light. What mattered it that the babe had grown to be almost a. man ? His little hands had twified themselves in her flowing hair, his little arms had clasped about her neck, his little cheek. soft and Warm, had pressed itself close to hers. Her balmâ€"yonder: under the light ! For when Barney had goneâ€"killed in a. fight. with the Constabularyâ€" und the "still" had been broken up and the farm sold, she had come away up here with her child ; and here they struggled on, poorly and feebly enough, but. happily, because they had each other. But last year the pigs had failed, and for the first time they lacked money for the rent‘ Then she had told the boy something that she haul kept to herself through all these years, lest, a time like this should come ; for away 013 down there in the valley, under the shadow of the shelving clitls, and hedged about by the heather and the tangled bushes, once she had helped Barney to hide a cask of whiskey, burying it in the earth, and trailing the bushes cun- nineg over their work. The whisky was old and valuable,‘ and the rent money might surely be had. How could she know that when l the boy. with the instinct of a. horn mountaineer, had unearthed it, and sold it stealthily, and paid the rent, ‘ someoneâ€"a spy, perhapsâ€"Would rcâ€"‘ port him, and set the Constabulary‘ on his truck ? She had hidden him, when this came to pass, far back in the wilds of the mountainâ€"side ; but one night they had followed not us she slipped away to carry him food, and now he was yonder. Hungrin she Watched the light. It seemed to be telling her of him. Suddenly it went out, and there were only the moon and the pale star: that hung" oxer the darkâ€"blur: masses of the diatant “spurs.” II. The day which ioilowed tho nu) “How soon men grow old, and are forgotten l" he thought. Why, it fscemed to him but, yesterday since ‘he, a. briefless young barrister, had 'come down here to obtain a. little rest and quiet after an unsuccessful ‘struggle in the Dublin law courts. Ah, What, days ! The judge smiled broadly as he remembered them, and lwith them the schoolhouse, and the luncouth. coatless urchins who came 1thith01‘ to see the "Dublin attourâ€" hey." man's vigil was Monday morning 0!! court, week, and the little slow-goâ€"' ing mountain town was [111111 with the longâ€"limbed, loosejointed men and sallow, apathetic women who came from "Croaghmoyle way," or the easier slopes of Ballaghadier- reen. Out in the front an "Oirish Oitalian” from the eastern and more enterprising country had established himself, and was busily foisting his wares upon a gaping crowd. Just, behind him. sitting in the door of the hotel, a group of lawyers, in black coats and neat white ties. smoked their cigars. and laughed loudly at jokes among the country folk. They, too, were all from the "great city,” for the village was too poor to afford aught of its own in the legal line, save a. few "attourneys." Apart from all. breathing the heavy scent. of the heather bloom that drifted in with the breeze, and gazing thoughtfully out at. the moun- tains, sat the judgeha new man, here for his first court. And yet this little mountain town Was familiar ground to “his honpr." How like untamed things those urchins wereâ€"lithe, shaggy-haired, restless, and shy ! How they alter- nately dreaded and scorned this deâ€" licate young barrister, who preferred to sit outside his cottage door, studying lawâ€"books, rather than fol- low the hunt on foot. How little they, or he, then thought, that in after years, When their heads were growing grey, he would come back again to sit in judgment upon some of them l There was a restful somnolence in the odour of the blossoms, and the breeze blew fresh and cool. The judge leaned back and shut his eyes that he might enjoy it at his ease. The strident voice of the Irish Italian grew softer, and the laughter of the lawyers drifted farther and farther away. The pigs Were still grunting at the back of the little cottage ; and, in his imagination, the judge was there again. He could almost hear the boys at play on the steep-slanting hillside, almost feel that; it was afternoon instead of morning. Presently he would go out and drink the clear cold water that gushed from under the rocks. and then he would go on, pushing his way through the prickly blossomâ€"covered heather that cumâ€" bered the path, until he crossed the “ridge,” and came down through the appletrces and the clover to old Pat Carey’s, Where Moyra, Carey was chopping the nettlcs for the chick- ens’ morning meal. Moyra Carey ! His face flushed when he thought of her. Once he had thoughtâ€"- Ah, well ! No matter What he had thought. nor what Moyra had thought. The ways of the mountain folks were not his Ways ; so he had gone according to his traditions, and she according to hers. He had not thought of her for a long" time ; but, toâ€"day he almost wished that he had never left this place, and with it shy, dark-eyed, ignorant Moyra Carey. The chargu was a common enough one in this region. The prisonerâ€"a mere ladâ€"had told a piteous tale, it is true ; but all the prisoners told piLeous tales when their misdeeds were aired in open court. What. would become of the law if every lad whose mother needed money for rent was allowed to retail unstampâ€" ed Whisky ? Court was open. and the third case on the (locket. was about to be tried. The accused had no counsel ; there was no chance, therefore, of an exciting legal battle. It was hot in the courthouse, and the air was laden with stale odours. The judge glanced cnviously at, the retreating lawyers, and plied his handkerchief with testy vigour. Be mouth the open Windows a. dog fight was in progress. The snarls of the curs and the excited cries of their backers disturbed the quiet of the court, so the clerk of the court, with well~assumed dignity, leaned far .out to chide the crowdâ€"and to see which dog won. Presently the prisonerâ€"a, thin, awkward-looking ladâ€"Was pushed into the dock, where he sat gazing stupidly at the faces of the tired jurymon. The clerk, in a monotonous, drawiâ€" ingr voice, read the indictment ; but the judge had forgotten him, and was gazing at, the downcast. features of the boy. Surely there was someâ€" thing familiar about, that, face ‘2 Whatever it, was, it, troubled him. and he frowned impatiently. Then a. low sob caught, his ear, and he looked quickly across the rows of the court seats at. the place Where a woman was sitting. He hated wo- men who came to his court-room to snivel and to cry. She was oldâ€"he could see thatâ€"old and tired and worn. Her brown shan had fallen off, and a. wisp of grey hair stragâ€" gled across her forehead. Her eyesâ€"â€" filotherly eyes, for all that they were faded and sunken and dimâ€"were on the boy, and her bent and knotted finger-s clutched nervously at the seat on front. Suddenly she arose and spoke : lmuox May Oi wan worrd, yer The judge started as if something had frightened him. From under that Wisp of grizzled hair, from behind that wrinkled, yellow mask, a. Voice had called to himâ€"the voice of smiling, black-eyed Moyra. Varey. He raised his hand, and the clerk. who was moving to hush her, dropâ€" ped into a. seat. amazed‘ The Wo- man Was talking on. The Loverâ€"Say, this Romeo business is tough! I’m kotched on a nail an' dere’s a. spider down me back!” “Faith, :111' it’s himself is the on'y wan I has. yer honor," she said. “An’, shure, wasn’t, it to gimme a hand that he sold thim shperrits 7 He's a. good boy, yer worship ; an' ther’s nobody but, mesclf left now to moind the pigs and cut. the turf. Honey judge, lave him Wid me, and gimme Wan more chanstâ€"jist Wan more chanst !" She sat down. The noise of the dogs had ceased, and their owners squabbled loudly over the result of the fight, and the judge moved im< patiently. All this was irregular, and he disliked irregular proceed- ings. He was troubled, tooâ€" troubled because he was old, and be- cause Moyra Carey was old, and beâ€" cause she had a. boy who ought to be tried. . Why was she here ? Why Wasn’t she at homeâ€"at old Pat, Carey'sâ€" cutting the nettles, as she used to at the end of the summer afternoon. when he came grasping at the Wood- en handle to help her, and catching her Warm brown one instead ? "Mr. Clerk," he said suddenly, "re- lease that prisoner, without. bail, to be present at the next term of the coutt !” The clerk started up and leaned back. The Constabulary had had trouble catching that boy, and he thought that he ought, to be tried. “Your worship," he Whispered, “you don’t know these folks ! That boy’ll never come back !" The ' '. z ‘ red. Judges fxce flushed an angry “He’ll be a. cursed fool if he does!” he said explosively. "Call the next case !" MORE DIFIVICULT THAN IT SEEMED. He had had his little speech all written out for several days beforeâ€" hand. and it ran like this :â€"“I have called, Mr. Wealthyman, to tell you frankly that I love your daughter ; and l have her assurance that my allection is returned. and I hope you will give your consent for her to beâ€" come my wife. I am not a rich man. but we are young and strong. and are willing to fight the battle 0! life together ; and ” there was a good deal more of it, and he could say it. all glibly before he left home: but when he stood in the presence of papa Wealthyman he said :â€""Iâ€"Iâ€"- that, isâ€"Iâ€"Mr. Wealthymunâ€"I tell you frankly thatâ€"thatâ€"Iâ€"your daughter loves me, andâ€"andâ€"I have called toâ€"Loâ€"frankly ask you toâ€"to lâ€"L’oâ€"be my \vifeâ€"erâ€"erâ€"that isâ€"Iâ€" wwsheâ€"erâ€"noâ€"we are Willing to fightâ€"that isâ€"â€"Weâ€"-we are young and can fightâ€"erâ€"noâ€"T hope you under- stand me." ADDS INSULT TO INJURY. Lady (who has just collided with cyclist)â€"Get down, John, quickly and take his name and address, I'm sure he has knocked some paint, of! my new Cart!" Liverpool embarks mo â€"118,552 last year, t'( ton‘s 49,662 \OSL emigrants t'o Southampâ€" Sheep should always be protected from the cold, especially in autumn and early spring. In Winter protect from storms and winds. See that they get plenty of care and that, their Iquarters are dry under foot. Keep lin the burn at night during Winter, [but turn out in the 10.1: every day so Ithey will get the much needed exer- 'cise. Keep salt and Water always , accessible. BREEDING SHEEP. In buying animals for a start, get the best that, can be secured at {1. reasonable price, writes Mr. J. P. Sargent. Animals lacking constitui tion and vigor should be butchered. Buy wellâ€"matured ewes; better lambs will be produced than from young ewes and in ten years a. much more profitable flock will have been develâ€" oped. It is useless to tell farmers at thisl day and age that plenty of goodl feed is absolutely necessary to sue-1 cess. Fine early cut hay is excellent, l then straw, silage, etc., may be used as supplementary feed. There is noI profit in raising sheep on poor or inâ€"l sumcient feed. If one is obliged 1,01 feed poor hay in part, give it in the‘ morning when the sheep are hungry.| At night clean out. the racks andi feed all the good hay that, Will be. eaten up clean. The more clover in the hey the better. Give grain orl roots, or both, if available, in conâ€" nection with the hay. Feed twice a! clayâ€"8 in the morning and at 4 in; the afternoon. When very long days arrive, I feed three times a, day. The time for having lambs drop- ped must be governed more or less by circumstances They should a1â€" Ways come at the barn unless there is a, small pasture close by where the flock can be watched. If the ewes are allowed to shift for them- selves, many lambs will be lost and occasionally a mature sheep. There are many good reasons Why sheep should be sheared before being turned to pasture. vashox‘n as soon as the weather permits, they are more com‘ fortable, but must be put into the barn during spells of cold weather. It allowed to carry their coat until late in the season they are terribly annoyed by heat and ticks and are driven into the shade when they should be feeding in the pasture. The skin of the sheep becomes very tender from sweating, and when shorn they often suITer from colds. All stock must be comfortable to be profitable. Consequently shear early, keep under shelter during stormy weather, and the animals “‘1” then be in condition to make the best use of early pasture. While the lambs are in the barn, they should have access to a separate inclosure where oats and bran are available. If the lambs are to go to the butcher corn meal should be added, but those Wanted \for breeding are better With- out this heating feed. If the lambs attain any considerable size before going to market suitable racks should be provided and well supplied with hay. If the sheep are sheared, the lambs should be dipped in a do: auction of tobacco, for any ticks on the old sheep go to the lambs after shearing. Wean the lambs at four months, so the ewes may gain flesh before the breeding season in the fall. In producing pork. one of the essen- tials to be taken into consideration is to grow the food that, is best. and cheapest, on one’s own farm. There is a. good deal of talk about balancâ€" ed rations for swine. There is no doubt of the value of a. b'alunced re.- tion and there is much profit to be gained by such a, ration, providing the farm produces all the essentials for that, ration. Some farmers will tell you that. they cannot make any money feeding hogs. or at least that they have paid out all profits in buy- ing feeds. The man who is a. suc- cessful farmer must take into con- sideration the economics in running his business. The man Who is pay- ing out money for high-priced foods and conditioners that he might pro- duce for himself is not pr‘acticing economy. The aim of every farmer must be to produce on his farm a}! PORK PRODUCTION Corn and grass are two great feed: that, every tam» should pin his faith to in the corn and grass re- gion. The grass can be varied to suit, the climate and soil of the var- ious locations. Oats can be used as a change to good advantage, while the product of the dairy can be worked into pork with equal profit. the food that is necessary to both grow and fatten his pork. Every farmer should study his own conditions and environments and produce the food necessary as a. mat- ter of economy and profit from the farm. Instead of buying bone meal, feed your charcoal or ashes or cob ashes, also feed with roots. small potatoes. pumpkins and other vege- tables grown upon‘. the farm. Study your animals, keep them on the move and on the grow. You will find by careful investigation of the capabilities of your farm that it. will produce adequate stufi to meet all requirements of growing hogs with- out, having to buy high-priced feeds, and this method will bring you a. profit. ‘ HOW TO TETHER YOUR BEAST. An excellent method of tethering your horse is as follows; Instead of driving in a. certain peg,r and tying the rope to it, as most people do, take a long, strong wire and fasten it to a peg at either end. The pegs are driven into the ground as far apart as the Wire Can easily be stretched by hand, and the tether- rope is fiastened to a. ring sliding on the Wire. If the wire used is one hundred yards long,_and the tether rope fifty feet. the animal is allowed to graze over about three-quarters of an acre. As the wire is tight and lies flat upon the ground. there is no fear of the animal becoming en- tangled in it. Of course it is prth ierable not. to stretch it across a. hollow. A strong single fence wire is strong enough, or perhaps the plain double twisted fence Wire would be better, as the twoâ€"stranded kind possesses a. little more elasticity. The wire should be burned belore us- ing, so as to prevent its breaking it it should become kinked in changing the pegs. ~I(a.tl‘1r corn is a. Wholesome poultry food, but not so fattening as Indian corn. If the surplus stock is fat and res.- dy for market it is wise to sell npw. A small sleighâ€"bell on the necks of a few members of your turkey flock may keep foxes and other thieves from carrying out their evil designs. When young cockerels fight, remove the vanquished to the pullet pen for a. few weeks. If left with his con- queror he will neither grow not fatâ€" ten. Wheat can be profitably substituted for corn to the extent of one-half of the grain ration where it, is relativer 1y cheaper than the corn, which is the case in some sections. If your early hatched pullets are matured enough to lay, coop them as you intend them to remain for the winter, as it is not safe to move them after they start laying; it will interfere with the egg yield. When a. dozen eggs bring as much in the market as a pound of butter, the farmer who keeps hens and manâ€" ages them well is a. little ahead of the dairyman whose coWs hardly reâ€" turn enough for their keeping. In a. certain Lanarkshire village a meeting was. called to consider 'Lho advisability of erecting a. bridge over a burn which had been hereto- fore crosscd by means of steppingâ€" stones. The schoolmaster, who presided over the meeting. warmly advocated the erection of a. bridge in an 010” quent speech. when a local worthy, who was something of‘ a character and noted for his outspokenness, got. up and interrupted :â€" "Hoot, toot, schulemaister, you’ro fair haiverin', man 1 Wha. wad gang an' put a brig ower siccan a. wee bit bornie as yon '? Losh. man. I cud cross it) wi‘ a. stannin’ jump !"' “Order, order." exclaimed the chairman, angrily. "You are clearly out of order." "1 ken I'm oot 0’ order," rejoined the interrupter, amid the laughter of the audience. “If 1 was in order I cud jump as faur again !” _ Berlin has a, child exchange. The poorer people of the city Who cannot afford outings send their children to country peasants and receive in reâ€" turn for an equal length of time peasant children who want to see the city. The plan has worked so well that, the charitable German Women who originated it, would like to ex- tend it. There is even talk of ex- changing children between neighbor- ing countries. so that they Will gain still more paluzmle experience. DOILY IN STRAWBERRY DESIGN, YOUNG SIG HTSEERS POULTRY YARD NOT IN ORDER.