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III. Braxmar drew a long, deep breath. “You’ve got a beautiful house here, Katherine," he said at last. “It’s just about idealâ€"I don’t know how a man could ask for a lovelier home. Do you knowâ€"I suppose I’m romantic and all thatâ€"but it seems a pity to me that you can’t come here toâ€"morrow nightâ€" after your wedding." A dull red burn- ed in his cheeks. He was scrutinizing his well~kept nails with studious attenâ€" tion. “There’s a lot of sentiment con- nected with a place like thisâ€"where you’re going to spend your married lifeâ€"years of it, anyway. You‘ll go on a honeymoon, of course, and pro- bably spend your first hours together in a big, cold hotel, where people will look at you and laugh and say ‘bride and groom’wwhen you might be here, just you twoâ€"alone with the crickets â€"and the stars! I suppose girls feel differentlyâ€"they like the excitement of going away somewhere. To me it would seemâ€"coming here, I meanâ€"- like aâ€"wellâ€"a sort of sacramentâ€"" “I think we are going caller,” Katherine broke in ]y. Braxmar’s flow of eloquence came to a sudden pause. The girl’s indiffer- ence was like a dash of ice water in his ‘face. He sprang to his feet and advanced to meet the approaching guest. “I owe you another apology, Kath- erine," he said stiffly. “My thoughts seem bound to'strayâ€"â€"and my tongue with them.” Up the curve of drive a motor was comingâ€"a little, tiny, rattling, thump- ing affair, which bore about the same relation to Ted‘s gray racer that a ferry-boat bears to a battleship. It went on four wheels, and it was pro- pelled by a gasoline engine; and there all resemblance ended. But as it chug- ged along it seemed to be humming a cheery song, as though it said: “Oh, yes, I’m old and pretty well worn out, I know; but I'm doing the work that’s given me each day to the best of 11:1): If you do notpse Salada. Send us a post card for a free sample, stating the price you now pay and If you use Black, Green or Mlxed Tea. Address Salada,Toronto VARIATIONS â€"â€" Johns, Johnson, Johnston, Joynes. RACIAL ORIGINâ€"British. SOURCEâ€"A given name. It was natural, perhaps, that in the period when family names were being formed so many persons should have adopted a given name that was so popular. Since there were more Johns in the world that Peters and Williams, it was natural that there were more “John’s sons." So when some one called "Peter, John's son," had a son of his own, and the latter grew up and decided he would take his grandfathâ€" er's distinctive name rather than his father's he unconsciously started a new custom, and became a Johnson, or a Jonson, or a Joneson (for they were not so particular about spelling in Medieval England). And in the course of time many of these "John" families shortened their names by dropping off the final “on.” Others didn't. ’l‘he spelling Johnston, of course, is simply a misspelling which, perpetuated through several hundred years, has become legitimate. Indeed, such changes in the spell- ing of the "John" names are much to be desired it family names are to per- form the real function for which they became and continue necessary. that of differentiating one individual from another. With inure “John' the world than any other, many no way in which a better lose his identity than himself John Jonesâ€"unless, he is able to advertise it in nection, making a virtue of Thi; is the genuine ‘tea. of Unavaidably 9mm Your safeguard is the name JONES Surnames am! Their 0rigin By BLANCHE FULLINGTON. to have a composed- some can necessity man calling course, can ability, and, all prediction to the con- trary notwithstanding, I’ve years left in me yet.” ‘ His hair was sandy-gray; his mild, shrewd ,eyes were deeply blue. His skin had the healthy, toughened look which comes of being exposed to all sorts of weather. His expression was full of kindliness, forbearance and understanding. He was short of sta- ture and rather spare, dressed in a neatly brushed suit of black, with trousers which bagged at the knee. His waistcoat was of clerical cut and his collar was fasten-ed at the back. Braxmar hesitated, stammered and turned appealineg to Katherine. “This is going to be my home,” she stammer- ed, very sweetly. “I am afraid I am not much of a churchgoer, but “I shall be glad to help you ‘in any way I can.” And the man who stepped out at Katherine Penn’s front door was the logical owner of the car. It seemed as though it must have absorbed his spirâ€" it all the years he had run it. For he was little, too, and old, and shabby; but he was just as cheerful and just as brave as the automobile he drove. He came up the steps, smiling gent- ly and giving his hand first to Bmx- mar and then to Katherine Penn. Her slim fingers he held for a long moment in his dwn, looking down rather earnestly into her flushed face and shrinking eyes. But instead of ad- dressing her he turned and spoke di- rectly to the man. “You have a fine place here,” he said, courteously. “May I ask if you are going to settle among us? If so, I trust I can count on your swelling thg number pf my lijttle flock." “When are 'ydu plannifig to' take up your residence here?” the clergyman inquired. 7|‘Oh, very soonâ€"within a month at least. I may be married toâ€"morrow. We have planned on a little trip, of course. agd then we_ are c_omir}g berg? He smiled serenely. “That'sw good,” he said. “That’s fine. I like to see you {oung people comrirjlg here t9 build VARIATIONS â€"‘â€" Kingson, \Vhitiug, W'hiteing. RACIAL ORIGINâ€"English. ' SOURCEâ€"A nickname. VVhen-ce come the tremendous num- ber of King families which are to be found in every section or this country? But among the most important di- versions in the lives of the medieval English were the pagents or festivals with which the numerous feasts in the religious calendar were celebrated. Every great nobleman not only had a professional “tool,” but at certain sea- sons his followers would choose a “King of Mlsrule" to lead the merry- making, as for instance in the Christ- "King of Mismle” to lead the making, as for instance in the mas celebrations. Besides, e: lage in the land enthroned its and “queen” on May Day. ' One old record reads: “We One old record reads: “We, .1 Bakhaus and Harry Nycol, bath 1 account for the Kenggam (king-g: that tym don William Kempe, K‘ and Joan Whytebrede, Quen, an costs deducted, 4 l.,-5 5., 0 d. Naturally those who took the of king in such festivals got of king in such ff nicknames from the in the course of Li: became family nam Whitelng are contr‘ King.” all teas’. KING their neighbors. a time the nicknam lames. “’hiting a ntractions of “Whi Besides, each vil‘ Adam made 3E part such and 1nd your nests. The city is too crowdedâ€" there’s no room there to really love and liveâ€"it’s ’only fit to work in. Your weddingâ€"is that going to take place here, We?” Katherine shook her head. “We’ve arranged that for a city church,” she said. “It seemed more practical, ii view of the reception to follow imme- diately at our town house.” The minister's eyes narrowed with disapproval. “Too badâ€"too bad! You ought to be married here, among the scenes you’re going to live inâ€"with God’s sunshine all around you and the Hrds to sing your wedding march. Perhaps you think I’m overen-thusias- tic, but I love the untry, my dearâ€" I feel as if all the eautiful things of life should come to pass among its green fields and leafy trees." Teddy Braxmar turned to him eag- erly. “That’s what I’ve been telling her, sir,” he cried. “Here is this house all readyâ€"just waiting for its occu- pants! It’s a shame to slight it so, I sayâ€"a sacrilege!” Katherine crossed the piazza to his side and laid her hand on his arm. The wise, whimsical smile of the morning curved her lips again. “You don’t happen to have such a thing as a marriage license in your pocket, do you, Ted?” she asked, quietly. He stared down at her incredulously. A dozen expressions chased one an- other like clouds across his face. Then, slowly, his eyes still holding her own, he drew from his pocket 3 thrice-fold- “Why, how odd!” she exclaimed, turning: to the clergyman with exag- gerated amazement, her face all sweet with blushes and laughter. “Would you believe itâ€"it’s made out in the names of Edouard Braxmar and Kath- erine Penn! Well, Tedâ€"you have your minister and your licenseâ€"your bride awaits you! I don’t wish to appear unmaidenly, but it looks to me as if you needed only a couple of witnesses â€"and a ringâ€"to make the thing comâ€" plete! _ Dazedly, Braxmar took from gn- 9ther pocket a jeweler’s b9x contamâ€" mgfla brand-new wedding mug.“ The old clergyman was smiling, he seemed to feel no great surprise at the tum affairs had taken. “There are some men haying in the field at the foot of the hill," he suggested. “No doubt we might induce two of them to leave their work for a few minutes.” ed sheet of heavy‘paper and spread it out before her. Braxmar slipped an arm about the girl’s waist and turned seriously to the minister. “How would a service now affect the one which is to take place1 to-morrqw gig-ht?” he asked. “Not at all. You know a second ceremony is often performed in cases where there is some doubt as to the validity of the first; or when the mar- riage was a secret one.” The puzzled look sti-ll rested on Braxmar’es brow. “It seems very strange to me that you happened along just now, sir,” he ruminvated gravely. “Almost as if some one had planned the whole affair.” “Yesâ€"doesn‘t erme. “There are a great many queer things happening all the time,” the Old clergyman said, a faint smile lurking at the corner of his eyes. “I say it is the hand of Godâ€"you, perhaps, call it fate. And still, while I believe all things are ordered according to some divine plan, I find that what we ,call strange coincidences may often be traced to human intervention, if we follow the clue far enough. A slowly dawning comprehension overspi‘ead Ted’s face. “Katherine,” he inquired, suspiciously, “did you ever see this gentleman before?” He showed her, quite convincingly, that he did. “You played your part in my little drama as if you had been rehearsing it,” she went on, after a .while. “Weren’t you surprised'w'hen I called you up this morning in the way I did?” Braxmar solemnly shook his head. “Katherine,” he said, “I have long since ceased to be surprised at any- thing you may sayâ€"or do.” And so they were married very quietly at the foot of the branching staircase. before their own hearth- “Never, Ted," she answered promptâ€" ly. “He married my father and moth- er, I bel.ieve, but I wasn’t exactly among those present.” “Did you ever write him a letter?” “No, dear.” “Orâ€"call him up by telephone?” , Katherine had recourse to the wit- ness’s'last resort. “Really, Ted, Iâ€" don’t remember,” she stimmered, and hid her scarlet cheeks against his breast. The minister, being a man of tact, went out then to call the men from the hay field, leaning these two alone together. “Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to be married here, darling?” Ted in- quiled. _ They were on the settee, by the empty fireplace, and his arms held her close. “Because I wanted you to want it, too,” she explained, slowly. “I knew if I once mentioned it you would agree with me instantly, and I should never know that you felt about it as I didâ€" that you didn’t do it just to please me. But you suggested it firstâ€"with- out any suspicion in your mind that it was the thing I wanted most of all in the world. Oh. Tedâ€"to be married here in our own little home, away from all the curious staring people who don’t care anything about us any way. I shan’t mind it to-morrow nightâ€"I shall be laughing at them all! Do you like the way I’ve spent my last day of freedom, Ted?” out at the foot 01 a. before their The western s 1185 CO ‘ DGOI‘ it?” agreed Kath- adorn the piazza to his :1 on his arm. The e of the morning ed crayér book in his hand, pronounced them man and wife. ‘ The haymakers went back to their labor. and Katherine Braxmar follow- ed the clergyman to the porch steps to bid him good-bye. A moment later Ted joined them, putting .mto the min- ister’s hand a bit of paper, which con- cealed within its fold a yellow-backed bill of a denomination that faithful shepherd seldom _saw. “There's a telephone number on that piece of paper, sir," said Ted, as he stood by the rackety old car. tall and] straight and boyishly dignified under‘ the burden of his new responsibilities. “We’re going to ask you to do one more thing for us when you get to the village. Our telephone hasn’t been connected yet, you see” (with a de- lightfully proprietary accent on the “our”), and we’d be awfully obliged if you’d ring Mr. Penn up and letIhim into the secret. And just say, will you, that Katherine will be home toâ€" morrow morningâ€"that she’s unavoid- ably detaiinal, and is spending the night withâ€"her husband!” (The End.) He was so polite to ladies that a young woman who was visiting the family with which he lived grew quite enthusiastic. “Oh, he's such a perfect gentle man!” she exclaimed. "He always re- members the little things that mean so much.” Minard‘s Lin’mcnt For Burns, Etc. “Yes,” agreed her hostess. “For ex- ample, he and his wife were coming down from the roof in the elevator last evening. I boarded the elevator at the fourth floor, and the instant I entered he removed his hat and held it in his hand all the rest of the way down.” “ n SCENTED RED Kaybee CEDAR CHESTS filly Mubniéi 1540c" 0! furniture. 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