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“Mr. Mortal, you are my lawyer, not hisâ€"--” “Certainly.” “Then I forbid youâ€"forbid you, rememberâ€"to communicate with him. Let happen what may; let them sell the house over my head-â€" the very chair I have set upon; let them do what they will and can, but do not think I will permit you to apply to Lord Norman E" The poor man did not know what togayr or do. “Goodâ€"bye, Miss Carlisle. I should feel very much obliged if you would write to me if you want any assistance. Iâ€"â€"~e”â€"bless my soul, this is very sad!” and blowâ€" ing his nose he got ou‘_t of the house. He looked at her as she stood erect in front of the fire, and his thoughts went back to the evening long ago when she had written her note of defiance to Lord Norman’s offer. He shook his head. “Think what might be done in that quart-er,” he commenced, but she ipterrupted him. ‘ T‘My dear young lady,” he pleald~ ed::'a ~lpvgn's’ quarrel," He .had been comforting himself with the reflection that although the Carlisle estate had disappear- ed, it mattered little, seeing that she was to marry Lord Norman and become Countess of» Norman; and now she had said that it was not to be. He got up as bewildered and the taxed as even he had been in his life. “May I ask, Miss Carllsle,” he said, “what you intend to do 2” She looked at him vaguely. “I do not know yet,” she said, speaking as bravely as she could; “but I will let you know as soon as I know myself. At any rate, I must leave here," and she looked round with a sigh. Mr. Morrel drew a long breath. “Miss Carlisle,” he said, “I am an old gnan, or nearly so, andâ€"41nd 1 have 'no one to consider but my- salf. Ifâ€"if you will allow me to of- fer you any assistanceâ€"I have been connected with your family for many years, and have’reaped sub- stantial benefit from the connec- tionâ€"I say if you will allow me to older youâ€"” He 200k £33m held out his hand. “Yes,” she said, with a wild, do- spairfu-l smile, “it is a lovers’ quar~ rel, if you like, Mr. Morrel; but it will last a. lifetime!” “No, no!” she said. “Iâ€"I can- not. accept that. I am young and strong-oh, I am very strong !â€"and T can fight my own way. There are so many things a woman can (it. now, and I shall find something. But I am very gratefuleâ€"very. Iâ€" Iâ€"â€"wi11 you go now, please? I am fegh'ng tired and npset.” Floiis put out her hand. For the fir’s‘tLtime hgg‘ eyes filled with tears. When one is sufiering'from two such sorrows as had befallen Floris, one does not think much of a. third. It would seem as if the human soul were capable of so much misery and no more; and that when the limit has been passed, all that happens afterward is borne in a happy-go- lucky. frame of mind that may be despair or the indifference of actu- al exhaustion. “Mr; Morrel, let us understand each other,” she said. “If you think of asking any favor from-Lord Norman, cast aside the idea at once. I would rather die than ac- ept a crust of bread from him," er voiCe grew thick and heavy. “Put all thought of Lord Norman out of your mind. Think of me as simply Floris Carlisle; pennile’ss, of you likeâ€"~but beholden to no man.” I Floris had thought that she would be permitted to live on the rest of her life in the seclusion of the cot- tage; but if it was not to be, well, it was not to be, and there was an end of it. The wide world la-y before her, helpless; and friendless, and she faced it_with a. touch of old pride of self-Li‘eliance which had always disfiingufihed her. Ove} i :e falsenesvs of her Inver and the I “ath of her mother she had “Lord Norman would refund her private fortune.” She.heard him and turned upon hilly glm9§t fleg‘cely. > He was silent for a moment, then he said, almost to himself: Fighting 3 Life’s. Battle ; CHAPTER XXII.â€"â€"(Cont’d) OR. LADY BLANCHE’S‘ BITTER PUNISHMENT ' “Yes;" he assented. “You are youngâ€"I don’t know about strong, and ypu argâ€"t’ihp was goin_g_ ‘to The lawyer looked distressed. He knew nothing of what had happen- ed up in the Highlands; something dreadful it must have been, he thought, to bring about so sudden and complete a. separation between her and Lord Norman, and to make her so determined to hold no com- munication with her recent friends. “If you only allow me to be your bankerâ€"~” he stammeredâ€"”I mean until brighter daysâ€"-â€"” But Floris shook her head. “No, no,” she said. “I cannot do that. You know I cannot; though I am very, very grateful. If â€"if I could find some work out of England,” she murmured. “But fifiy out of England, my deg? young lady ’1” he astd. “Because I .would like to leave Englandâ€"forever, if I could,” she said, quietly. “How long may I remain here~at the cottage, I mean ‘2” ‘ “Only a. fortnight at the ut- most,” he said, reluctantly. “So soon ‘1” she said, sadly. “You could remain altogether, if you liked,” he responded. “If you would allow me, I would be glad to purchase the cottage andâ€"and advance you enough money to start a school. I am sure”â€"with some- thing approaching eagernessâ€"â€"“that you would soon be able to repay me.” “I cannot go as a companion again,” said Floris, vith a trace of sudden color on her face. “They would want references, and ‘I can- not give those.” “I don’t see what you are to do; indeed I don’t,” he said, in sad pexglexity. “There! must be something,” re- sponded Floris. The little lawyer caught at once at the suggestion. Flof‘is’ egres dl-‘ooped, and her lips quivered. She could not go to her. She could not hold any communication with her, for if she did so she fight be brought in contact with_ Lord Norman, and that would be worse than death by starvation. There were friends in Worthing, old friends of her mother, who would have helped her, but Floris had per- sistently refused to see them. They were all dying of curiosity to know why the engagement had been bro- ken off, and they would ask quee- tiones and torture her beyond en- durence. “No,” she told him, “there was no friend of whom she could ask assistance.” 7 “Am I?” she said, with the same faint smile. “Perhaps I am. I used to be proud, at least they used to call me 50; and perhaps I am so still. But I am‘not afraid, I am young and strong, and there must be something in the big world for me to‘ do.’ ’ say “I self in cough. But Floris shook her head as de- cidefidly as ever. 7 V A * “Eyen if I could accept your kindâ€" ness, it would be thrown away; I am not cut out for a schoolâ€"mistress. I don’t know enough to teachhalf the things girls require now-adage. Besides;'n0; I could not do that. There must- he something else, sure- ly. Do you thinkâ€"I know how good» you are, and how anxious you are to help me-do you think I could see some of the foreign news- pape‘rs‘? There might be an adver- 's‘e'ment which-I could anSWer.” “I think you are veryâ€"excuse me, Miss Carlisleâ€"very proud!” said poor Mr. Mortal, in despair, and Floris had looked at him absently. “Ydu must not think of that, Mr. Moi‘rel.” “I have no one to whom I could apply,” she said. “As to friendsâ€"” she thought of Lady Betty with a sigh. ‘ . ‘ Over and over again he begged her to try and think if there was not some friend to whom she could apply for help, some relation to whom she could go; but Floris al- ways shook her head with a faint smile. Mr. Morrell, who came down 211- most daily, was astounded at the calmness she displayed. shed many tears, but over the loss of her. money she- had scarcely ex- pended a sigh. ‘ r‘beautifltl,” but stofipedv him in time with his dry little “I am about the stupidest girl, Mr. Morrel, that (wen your profes- sional experience ever met with," she said, with a smile. ’ He smiled and chuckled. “I don’t believe there is anything you couldn’t learn,” he said, con- fidently. “Learn botany, the science of flowers!” exclaimed Floris, almost inclined to think that the incessant worry on her behalf had turned the little man’s brain. He laughed; he was immensely pleased to see her in this frame of mind, little guessing how much of it was really affected, so that his kind heart should not be distress- ed by the continual spectacle of her sorrow! “No, no!” he said, “I wish it was. But this is what it is. By the way, do you know-anything about flowers 2” ‘;Botany and that kind of thing?” he explained. Floris shook her head. “No; I am afraid not.” “Hem 2” he muttered, rather dis- couraged; then he brightened up again. “But that doesn’t matter, I think!” he said, briskly. “After all,' you "could soon learnâ€"â€"â€"” “Yes,” he said, slowly; “why not? Nothing very difficult in it, 1 should think, for a clever young lady like yourself.” “You haven’t told me why you asked me if I understand flowers,” said Floris, bringing him back to the point. “This is the reason,” he said, set- tling himself in his chair. “When you spoke to me the other day of wanting to get out of England, and trusting there might be some ad- vertisements in the foreign newspa- pers, I thought there was a good idea in the-‘suggestion, so I went to a friend in London, who knows all about the Continent and‘ speaks half a dozen, languages, and got him to hunt through some of the papers, and he laid his hand on the bundle on the table. “It was a very curious thing," he said, sorting his papers metho- dically; “But life is made up of curious things. Talk of fiction be- ing- stranger than reality! It’s downright nonsense! I assure you, my dear Miss Carlisle, that a. law- yer meets with far stranger things in the course of his professional experience than any of you young ladies read of in your novels.” “I dare say,” said Floris, smilâ€" , “I dare say,’ said Floris, smilâ€" ing. “Have you discovered that. I am the long-lost daughter of an earl who is longing to claim me, or has an uncle in the East Indies, of whom I have never heard, left me an enormous fortune?” Floris opened her great, sorrow- ful eyes with *faint astonishment. “Well, my friend sent me around one or two advertisements that he thought might suit. and I looked over them. Most of them were for Floris’ face flushed slightly; hope, which springs eternal in the human breast came to her. “Very good, very geod, indeed! Well, if you are still resolved, I think I have heard of something that might suit you.” “I don’t want to be a. Lord May- or of London, if that is what you mean!” she said; and there was a. touch of her old naivte in the re- ply that made him laugh and‘nod with satisfaction. And He began” to untie the tape around his bundle. “You are looking better, Miss Carlisle,” he said, in his sharp fashion. “That’s right! I was al- most afraid to come down, your pale .face so~â€"so upset me! But there, we’ll hope things are taking a. turn, eh? You are still resolved to go out and seek your fortune, like a female Whittington?” and he smiled. People called, people who would have been glad to help her, but she shrank from seeing them, and they were told one and all by the little servant that Miss Carlisle was too unwell to see any one. " At the end of the week Mr. Mo‘r- rel came down, and Floris saw by his face that he had something to communicate. He put a small bundle of papers on the table as she shook hands, and nodded curtly, as he scrutiniz- ed her face through big glasses. Only a. fortnight! It was not long in which to find a, niche for herself â€"â€"a few feet of standing room in this vast world, so crowded and jostled! A week passed, during which she did not go outside the house, exâ€" cepting into the garden, in 'which she walked with drooping ahead and listless step, thinking over‘the past, which seemed so long ago and yet was so recent. ' Mr. Morrel nodded almost ener- getically, and seized on the idea. eagerly. At each visit he had be- come more interested in the beau- tiful young girl who seemed so friendless and helpless in the midst. of her sorrow.- Guestâ€"“Hey. waiter, how long Iwill my steak be ?” Waiterâ€"“The iaverag'e length is abeut four inches: ~ sir.” Mr. Morrel, who was watching )er. saw he? lip quiver. 7 “There, there,” he said. “Don’t think any more about it if you don’t like the idea. Something else will be sure to turn up.” Floris rose and went up to him. “Nothing could turn up better than this,” she said. r “Then you will go '2” he said. She hesitated a moment. “It is a long way from England!” he said. “Ah, that is the greatest induce- ment to me!” she responded. “Yes, I will go, Mr. MorArel.’r’ And “so' unconsciously she drew the chain that bound her to the past a link closer. “Yes,” said the warder, “he was the coolest and moat thoughtful convict who ever broke gaol. He left behind him a note to the gov- ernor of the prison; beginning: ‘I hope you ,will pardon me for the'lib- el‘tjv I am taking.’ ” Florence, too! How often she had read of it and longed to see it! Florence ! A pang shot through her heart for a moment, as she remem- bered that it was one of the places Lord Norman had often talked of taking her to when they were mar- riedâ€"when they were marriedâ€"â€" Alas, alas! All unknown to herself, and un‘ guessed at, them awaited her at Florence the most eventful chap.- tcr ‘of her life’s history! I “Yes,” he said. huskily; “that is, if you like to take it. You shall lcok over the papers and decide. The work will not be hugd; you will have to do some copying and write from dictationâ€"I should buy a. work on botany and study it on the journey, if I were youâ€"and from what I hear, I think you would find Mrs. Sinclair a. very nice lady. Now don’t say a word, but look over the letters while I _take a. cup of tea.” As Mr. Morrel had said, they were satisfactory. The salary was not large, but ample for her poor wants, and there would be a com-- fortable home.. But the greatest attraction in the ofier for her was the fact that, if she acceptedt she cmld get away from England. Floris took the lettersko a side table and read them. “Now, you are a lady by birth, Miss Carlisle, and if you will allow me to say to you, you write a. re- markable hand!” “Well?” said Floris, eagerly. “Well, I wrote. and told her so, and asked for more particulars and references, of course. The refer- ences came, and I found them ex- tremely satisfactory. I then gave her some few particulars respecting yourself, and, in short, I accepted the situation for you on condition of your agreement. The salary is not a large one, but there will be a comfortable home, and Florence is a beautiful place, I am told. Never was out of England myself, and don’t want to be!” he jerked in, “but still, it’s a beautiful place, and most ladies are fond of flowâ€" ers, whyâ€"” Floris’ eyes filled. “You have been very good to me, Mr. Morrel. When you asked me the other. day whether I had any friends, I ought to have replied, ‘Yes; one very, very kind and true one !’ And have you really got the situation for me 2" “You see she wants a young lady, a lady by birth, and she is more particular about that, and that the young lady should write a. good hand, than that she should be skill- ed in plants. “And fhe particulars were satis- factory. Here they are,” and he took? up a lefoter and read it. ‘ The advertiser requires a good copyist, and not necessarily a lad fully acquainted with botany. A - dress X. Y. Florence," “Now wait a moment,” he said, holding up his hand. “I thought it might suit you, so I wrote and got particulars before I troubled you with it.” ' Floris’ heart sank, and she sighâ€" ed. v Floris’ eyes glanced upon him gratefqllx. “Exactlyâ€"no, no, I don’t mean that! Well, there was one that was not for a governess; but a. very strange advertisement. I’ll read it to you.” “Wanted, an English lady to as- sist a lady in the preparation of a book on botany and the manage- ment of rare flowers. He took up the paper and read aloud: English gdvernesses. I didn’t think they would suit you.’ ' Floris sighed. ‘ _ _ â€" “I am so fearfully ignorant!” she said. ‘ (To be contihued.) Just as soon as we realize the full-l sized meaning of the value of good sires, will we experience the ad." vancement desired in the \herds of this country. Money expended in a suitable sire, while it may seem a. large sum and out of proportion to the merits of the herd on which he is to be used, will soon be paid back‘ many fold in the improvement wrought in the stock. It takes but’ little progeny from even a. high-price ed sire to pay large returns forV money invested. Reverses in breed-_ ing. are common enough even when} the best sires are used. One cam: not afford to overlook the necesé sity of using only the best sires that are obtainable. ' " A bumblebee-$11 the’ bush is bet. ter than two in the hand. The cow of high quality and largel production is a. great factor iii; bringing about any desired im rovefi’ ment, provided she is bre to a; highâ€"class bull. By using an indif. ferent sire on her, practically all is lost and no advancement is brought about. Improving the herd by means of a single cow is, at best, a slow process. On the other hand the effect of a. good bull is a noticeable improvement in all the resulting stock. In other words he counts for half the herd. 7 V Miserly (reading it)-“For extob‘: nal use only. One .nice Walkih ' dress. One new hat. 'One p31? gloves to match. Apnlfly'every‘l,a£' ternoon between three and five.” KNEW WHAT WAS WANTED.’ Miéerly-“So that woman doctor; charged you $2 a. visit. 'Well, whag did shersay ’1": _ . His wife:â€"“Said I Stayéd indoou too much. Hereis hqr prescription "1 \ u-ra The old maxim that the bull is-5 half the herd, though oft repeated,‘ fails to come home with its full} sized force. Failing to recognize this truth in breeding accounts for‘ the inferior stock noticed in‘ pram? tically all selections. ' It seems difiicult fpr all to grasp. the full meaning, in dollars and‘ cents, of a good sire in the herd.1 Some having one cow which is. much better than the otherg look; to her to work any improvement; which may be_brougl1t_ about. Where this idea of improvement by means of the cow is general an? interest in the pure-bred sire of; the best breeding i_s oveg‘looked. A ‘ Cows thus afflicted should be givâ€" en a. dry, clean, Well ventilated box eta-ll. A blanket should be placed upon them in cold weather. They should be given ground oats, bran, good clover or alfalfa ha , plenty of water with the chill ta en from it and such medicine as will have a; tendency to ripen and expel the aim terbirth. The genital organs should; be washed out with an antiseptiq solution and in this way a. cow which; has retained her efterbirth will] soon be put in a strong, healthy,j profitable condition, whereas if she was neglected she would be ruined as a. profit producer. When the afterbirth is retained- it should not be removed by main; force owing ‘to the fact that parts will remain. These parts are con-' verted into matter which set up an' intense inflammation, causing a ca-f tarrahal condition of the genital orâ€"' gans. The animal absorbs the pus which ’ forms from the‘ retained; parts and the absorbing of such de-E composed tissue upsets the entire system of the animal. This pus is execreted from the system to some extent from the kidneys, bowels; and udder, thus rendering the milk: from a cow that has retained hefi afterbirth unfit for human food. 1 Among these mentioned perhaps the retention of the afterbirth is the most common and while it does not necessarily terminate fatally it is exceedingly successful in ruinipg There is no period in the life of a cow when she requires and should receive more attention than at tKe time of freshening owing to the fact that she is so susceptible to comple cation of diseases’k' such as milk fever, retention of the afterbirth, stoppage or paralysis of the bowels; mammitis or inflammation _ of the udfier‘ and many other diseases. a. cow as a profit-producer. The afterbirth is oftentimes retained owing to the fact that the cow has’ been given cold water at the time; of freshening, or permitted to freshJE en in a. cold, damp stable, or out in; the rain when the weather is un-' favorable. mm+++4+u+++++n++5 VALUABLE COWS RUINED. Q+H+++++O++++H>+++#+t' About the Farm THE HERD HEADER.