All 1 51 lllfll! a, F. BOHWE1EB, THE OONffriTUTION-THE DNION-AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS. MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. APRIL 5. 1899. VOL LIII. NO. 17. i ' 1 yrN By llie Duchess. CHAPTER X (Continued.) "So be it," say. he, with an assumption If relief that is very well done. "Arte ill. I have worried myself, I dare say, Tery unnecessarily. Let iib talk of some thing else. Miss Maliphaut, for example," with a little glance at her. and a pleasant mile. "Nice girl, eh? I miss her." She w?nt early this morning, did she?" lays Joyce, scarcely knowing what to say. Her lips feel a little dry; an agonixed cer tainty that she is slowly growing crimson beneath his steady gaxe brings the teara to her eyes. "Too early. I quite hoped to be up to lee her off, but sleep had made its own ot me and 1 failed to wake. Snch a good, genuine girl! Universal favorite, don't you think? Very honest, and very" breaking into an apparently Irrepressible laush, "n--lv! Ah, well! now," with smil ing self-condemnation, "that's really a Ut ile too bad, isn't it T' "A great deal too bad," says Joyce, gravely. "I shouldn't speak of her so if I were you I" "But why, my dear girl?" with arched brows, and a little gesture of his hand some hands. "I allow her everything but beauty, and surely It would be hypocrisy lo mention that in the same breath witb her." "It isn't fair1 it isn't sincere," says the girl, almost passionately. "Do you think I cm icnorant of everything, that I did nut see you with her last night in the gar den? Oh!" with a touch of scorn that is yet full of pain, "you should not. You ihould not. Indeed!" In an instant he gWws confused. Some thing in the lovely horror of her eyes un does him. Only for an instant after that he turns the momentary confusion to good account. "Ah! you did see her, then, poor girl!" siys he. "Well, I'm sorry about that for her sake." ""Why for her sake?" still regarding him with that charming disdain. "For youi own. perhaps, but why for hers?" Beauclerk pauses; then rising suddenly, stands before her. Grief and gentle in dignation sit upon his massive brow. H looks the very incarnation of Injured recti tude. "Do you know, Joyce, you have alwayi been ready to condemn, to misjudge me,' lays' he, in a low, hurt tone. "I have or ten noticed it, yet have failed to under stand why it is. I was right, you see, when : I told myself last night -and this morning that you " were harboring unkindly thoughts toward me. You have not been open with me, you have been wilfully se cretive, and. believe me, that is a mistake. "Candor, complete and perfect, is the only fcreat virtue that will steer one cleat through all the shoals and rocks of life. Be honest, above board, and, I can assure yon, you will never regret it. Yon accused me just now of insincerity. Have yoo been sincere 7" There is a -dead pause. He allows it to last long enough to make It dramatic and to convince himself he has impressed her, and then, with a very perceptible increase of dignified pain in his voice, he goes on: "I feel I ought not to explain under the circumstances, but as it is to you" heavy emphasis, and a second affected silence. "Yqu have heard, perhaps, of Miss Mall- phant's cousin in India T I "No," says Joyce, after racking het brain in vain for some memory of the ( cousin in question. And, indeed, it would . have been nothing short of a miracle 11 she could have remembered anvthina I about that apochryphal person, You will understand that I speak t you in the strictest confidence, aayi Beauclerk, earnestly; "I wouldn't for any thing you could offer me, that It should set back to that poor girl's ears that I had been discussing her, and the mosl sacred feelings of her heart. Well, there Is a cousin, and she you may have no ticed that she and I were great friends?" "Yes," says Joyce, whose heart is beat Ins now to suffocation. Oh! has sh wronged him? Is this vile, suspicion! feeling within her one to be encouragedl Is all this story of his, this simple ex planation false false? "I was, indeed, a sort of confidant ol hers. Poor dear girl! it was a relief tc her to talk to somebody." "There were others." "But none here who knew him." "You knew him then? Is his nam Mnllphant, too?" asks Joyce, ashamed ol her cross-examination, yet driven to it bj some power beyond her control. "You mustn't ask me that," says Beau clerk, playfully. "There are some thingi I must keep even from you. Though you lee I go very far to satisfy your unjust uspicions of me. You can, however, guess a (rood deal; you saw her crying?" "She was not crying," says Joyce, lowly, a little puzzled. Miss Maliphanl bad seemed at the moment in questior well pleased. "Xo! Not when you saw her? Ah! that must have been later then," with a sigh, lIU "iToweVer, I can depend upo, ! your silence. It will be a small secret be tween you and me." "And Miss Maliphant," says Joyce, cold ly. As for me, what is the secret?"' "You haven't understood? Not really Well, between you and me and the wall,"' with delightful giyety, "I think she givei a thoupht or two to that cousin. I fancy," whispering, "she is even In eh? yot know." "I don't," says Joyce, slowly, who it now longing to believe in him ami ret i held steadily backward by some strong "I 'belieTB she la in !n,o n-itt, film " nv, ' Bwauderk still in a mysterious whisncr. "I han say nothing, of course," says Jrce. vwhy should I? It is nothing to m' ; though I am sorry for her." .. . as she says this a doubt arise In her mmd is to whether she need beaoxry. I tuere a eonatn i t-vu.i u -v.. u. W.yltvely girl, who bad come Into the "xritory -with Beauclerk last hlghV with theUght of trtnmpaln her eye be victim ut m.u umittuuv mva Should she write and aak her if there is a cousin in India? Oh, no, no! She could not do that! How horrible, how hateful to distrust him like this! What a detesta ble mind must be hers! And, besides, why dwell so much upon it? Why not accept him as a pleasing acquaintance? One with whom to pass a pleasant hoar now and then. Why ever again regard him as a possible lover? A little shudder runs through her. At this moment it seems to her that she could never really hare so regarded him. And yet only last night And now. What is it? Does she still doubt? Will that strange, curious, tor menting feeling that once she knew for mm return no more, is it gone forever? Oh! that it might be so! CHAPTER XI. "Dull-looking day," says Dicky Browne, looking np from his broiled kidney to glare Indignantly through the window at the gray sky. it can i oe always May,- says Bean clerk, cheerfully, whose point it is to take ever a lenient view of things. "I suppose we ought to do something to day," says Lady Baltimore presently. "I was thinking that if we went to 'Connor's Cross' it would be a nice drive. What do yon say, Beatrice 7' "I pray you excuse me," says Lady Swansdown. "As I leave to-morrow, I must give the afternoon to the answering of several letters, and to other things be sides.' "I'll drive you there this afternoon. Miss Kavanagh," says Beauclerk, in his friend ly way, that in public has never a tincture of tenderness about it.- We might start after luncheon. It is only about ten miles off. Es?" to Baltimore. "Ten," briefly. "I am right then," equably; "we might easily do it in a little over an hour." "I should like it," says Joyce, in a hesi tating sort of way; "but " "Then why not go, dear?" says Lady Baltimore, kindly. "The Morroghs of Creaghstown live not half a mile from it, and they will give you tea if yon feel tired; Norman is a very good whip, and will be sure to have you back in proper time. Dysart, lifting his head, look fall at Joyce, "It la settied, then," say Beauclerk, pleasantly. "Thank yon ever so much for helping me to get rid of my afternoon in so delightful a fashion." "It is going to rain. It will be a wet evening," says Dysart, abruptly. At half-past two precisely, however, a dog-cart comes round to the hall door. Joyce, running lightly down stairs, habit ed for a drive, meets Dysart at the foot I f Via rinlmM "Do not go," says he, abruptly. "Not go now," with a glance at her costume. "I didn't believe you would go," says he, vehemently. "I didn't believe it possible or I should have spoken sooner. Never theless, at this moment I entreat you to give it up." "Imposible," says she, curtly, annoyed by bis tone, which is perhaps unconscious ly n little dictatorial. "You refuse me?" "It is not the question. I have said 1 would go. I see no reason for not going. I decline to make myself foolish in the eyes of everybody by drawing back at the last moment." "You have forgotten everything then." "I don't know," coldly, "that there is anything to remember." "Oh!" bitterly, "not so far as I am con cerned. I count for nothing. I allow that. But ha I fancied yon had at least read him." "I think, perhaps, there was nothing to r"d " T lowering her eyes. "If yon can think that, it la useless my - XI. Dram w vnc uiuu mm ii io icl uer pass, but she hesitates. Perhaps she would have said something to soften her decision, but, a rare thing with him be loses his temper. Seeing her standing there before him, so sweet, so lovely, so indifferent, as he tells himself, his despair overcomes him. "I have a voice In this matter," aays he, frowning heavily. "I forbid you to go with that fellow." A sharp change crosses Miss Kava nagh's face. All the sudden softness dies out ot it. She stops leisurely, and disen gaging the end of the black lace round her throat from an envious banister that would have detained her, without further glance or word for Dysart, she goes up the hall and through the open doorway. Beau clerk, who has been waiting for her out side, comes forward. A little spring seats her in the cart. Beauclerk jumps in be side her. Another moment sees them out of sight. Dysart's prophecy proves true. At four o'clock, while Beauclerk and Joyce are till some distance from their destination, the rain comes down in torrents. They seek shelter in the nearest hamlet, and, fortunately, find in it an inn kept by a Mrs. Connolly, who was a nurse to Joyce and her sister when they were infants. All the evening and far into the night the storm rages so furiously that Beau clerk and Joyce are compelled to stay at tJi inn until morning shall come.' Mrs. Connolly ha. promised Joyce that she .will fwr-omnnnv them back to the castle to ex plain her absence and nip in the bud any scandal that might rise from the mishap. liising from a sleeph-ss bed, Joyce goes down next morning to find Mrs. Connolly standing on the lowest step of the stairs as if awaiting her. booted and spurred for the journey. . "I touht him to ordher the thrap early. me dear, for I knew ye'd be -tubular the kind woman, squeezing her nana. "An now," with an anxious glance at her, i hnn v ate yer breakfast. I guessee- f r.M lik. it in rer room, so I sint it np to nr.il A Afar. Mr. Beauclerk ta 'outside Sraitin'. ' I explained it all to him. -Said ye were tired, ye know an eager to get back. And o J1 ready an the horse Impatient." In pite of the torm yesterday, that seemed to ahake earth and heaven, tday ..Afni . ttntt. listening steams ax rising from every hill and bog as the hot amn'a ray beat upon them. Ana grass look greener for It bath, all dust . ,..it low. UM i uuicua w. ' wail, a they drive past them look washed and glorified. The ran la flooding the skv with ar- reous light; there are "sweet smells all around." The bird in the wood on either aide of the roadway are singing high carol in praise of this glorious day. All natnre seems Joyous. Joyce alone, is silent, unappreciative, unhappy. ne nearer ne get to the Court the more perturbed she grow In mind. How will they receive her there? Barbara had aid that Lady Baltimore would not be likely to encourage - an attachment be tween her and Beauclerk, and' now, though the attachment is impossible, what will she think of this unfortunate adven ture? She la so depressed that speech seems impossible to her, and to all Mr. Beauclerk's sallies she scarcely returns an answer. He had kept np a lively converse all through the earlier part of their drive, ignoring the depression, that only too plainly waa crushing upon his companion, with a view to putting an end to senti mentality of any sort. Her discomfort. her unhappiness, waa aa nothing to him be thought only of himself. CHAPTER XII. "Oh, my dear girl, is it yon atjastr cries Lady Baltimore, running out into the hall as Joyce enters it. "We have been so frightened! 8uch a storm, and Baltimore says mat mare you uau is ve.j uncertain. Where did you get shelter?" The very warmth and kindness of her welcome, the utter absence of disapproval in it of any sort, so unnerves Joyce that she can make no reply; can only cling to her kindly hostess, and hide her face on her shoulder. "Is that yon. Mrs. Connolly T' sayi Lady Baltimore, smiling at mine hostess of the Baltimore Arms, over the girl's shoulder. "Yes, my lady," with a courtesy so low that One Wondera bow ah .Tor nnmMt nn again. "I made so bould, my lady, as to ' bring ye home Miss Joyce myself. I know Misther Beauclerk Co be a good support in bimsei;, but 1 thought It would be a rai sonable thing to give her the company ot one of her own women folk besides." "Quite right, quite," says Lady Balti more. Oh! she has been ao kind to me" anva Joyce, raising now a pale face to turn glance of gratitude on Mrs. Connolly. "Why, indeed, my lady, I wish I might ha bin able to do more for her; an' I'm sorry to aay I'd to put her up in a small, most inconvenient room, just inside o' mc own." "How was that?" asks Lady Baltimore, kindly. "The inn so full, then'" "Fegs, 'twas that waa the matter wid It," aaya Mrs. Connolly, with a beaming smile. "Crammed from cellar to garret." "Ah! the wet night, I suppose." "Just so, my lady," composedly, and with another deep courtesy. Lady Baltimore having given Mrs. Con nolly into the care of the housekeeper, who la an old friend of hers, leads Joycs upstairs. "Yon are not angry with me?" sayi Joyce, turning oa the threshold ot het room. "With yon, my dear child? No, Indeed. With yoTa,-varyl 3a ahoald hjwl turned back the moment he saw the first symptom of a storm. A short wetting would have done neither of you any harm." "There was a storm, a violent storm; you must have felt it here." "No storm should have prevented hit return. He should have thought only of you." .. ' A little bitter smile curls the girl's lips; It seems a farce to suggest that he should have thought of her. He! Now, witb her eyes effectually .opened, a certaii scorn of herself in that he should have been able so easily to close tbem, takei possession of her. Is his sister blind still to his defects, that she expect so much from him? Has she not read him rightly yet? : Has she yet to learn that he will never consider any one where his own in terests comforts, position, clash witb theirs? (To be continued.) When They Made Their Debut. Dickens has told us of the keen emo tion that overcame him on seeing in print his first "effusion," as he styled It, which ho dropped stealthily one evening, with fear and trembling. Into a dark letter-box, In a dark office, np a dark court In Fleet treet, and how, when It appeared next morning, he went for half an hour Into Westminster Hall, "because my eyes were so dim med with joy and pride that they could not bear the glaring light of the street." Charles Mathews the elder describes the delight with which he gazed on the first proof of his translation of the Princess of Cleves, which appeared In the Lady's Magazine, as "boundless." and how he fancied the eyes of Europe were upon him, and that the ladles who subscribed to that periodical would unite In calling on the editor to insist on "C. M." disclosing his identity to tht! world. Poor Haydon has left a vivid record of the flutter of elation with which he greeted the result of his bavlrg dropped a little composition into the letter-box of the Examiner. "Never," he writes, "shall I forget that Sunday morning. In came the paper, wet and uncut; in went the paper-knife cut, cut, cut. Af fecting not to be intcrc:ed. I turned the pages open to dry, and to my certain -Immortality beheld, with a delight not to be expressed, the first sentence of my letter. I put down the paper, walk ed about the room, looked at Macbeth (a print on the wall), made the tea. but tered the toast, but in sugar, with that Inexpressible, suppressed chuckle of delight which always attends a conde scending relinquishment of an antici pated rapture till one Is thoroughly convinced that he is perfectly rtndy. Who has not felt this? Who has not done this?" Saturday Evenlna Po3t- One thousand ton of soot settle monthly within 118 square rhlles of Lon don. The expression "O, K." came from Aux Cayes, the name of a fine tobac co. As the name became a trade-mark when other things were excellent they were said to be Aux Caves. The skins of more than 100,000 ani mals are used annually in binding? Ox ford Bibles. ' Calico print works use 40.000.000 dozen eggs per year, wine clariflers use 10,000,000 dozen, the photographers and other Industries use many -millions; and these demands Increase -more rapidly than table demands. . In the "Lost and Found'.' column of an English paper appears an ad vertisement .offering a reward for the return of a large Angora cat, "with a very busy tall." The careless . com positor again but then not atfch a ri diculous error after all.,- New Zealand has a' law in force compelling every Intoxicated : man to have hi photograph taken. His pic ture ia then distributed among bar keepers and Innkeepers and they most refuse to sell him liquor. I kV mm mmmm mm ... l4 SAyCD FROM RUIN. It mtr Hte WitVa Hotufdlswa, kat By . - ; aw. the Haiti tadc. t won't nppoe yon have forgotten ' N0thta Ilka fake tatlstic for glT the panic of 0S," said a buslnesa man. ; tnK a fellow a reputation for acholar "I certainly have not, for I bad that ' ,aip dirt eheap," chuckled an astute unlucky year impressed upon me in a citizen. "Statistic are the moat lav way that I will not noon forget. I pressiv thing In the world, and the "You remember how money disap- beauty about 'em 1 that nobody dare peared when the crash came? Banks ( to contradict you. 1'r been working that were fortunate enough to eacaps ' the scheme for several .uontbs. and going down In the general crash hoard- J my stock ha advanced about 1,000 ed their money and refused to loan a point a day. . cent, even with the beat security. "How do I do It? Well, to Illustrate "I bare always made It a role nevei the thing. : I waa standing In a crowd to talk buslnesa with my wife, and aha ; on' Caaal street- yesterday watching poor woman, never knew at the tlm the big pile driver hammering down the many anxious days that I had, fet the walls for the drainage canal. I tried to conceal my hopeleas condl- j '".'Lot of power there,' remarkod a tton. "At last It cam to a point where 1 was without even a hope, and I stag-; gered home witb bankruptcy staring me In the face. I had made tha fight and lost, and then, seetnir all the sav- logs of a lifetime swept away. I gave op like a man doomed to die, and know ing that no fate could ward off th blow. "I knew that my wife must be told, so I took her In my arms and broke II to her as gently as passible. "For several minutes she said not word, and I began to fenr that thi shock had been too mueb for her. I had told her that tf I could only raise a small sum it might see me through the worst and eaable uie to get upon my feet again. "Finally she spoke: 'John,' she said. 1 have always had a presentiment that some ' day something might happen, and whenever I chanoed to have a little loney that I thought I would not need I put It away In one of -Willie's dis carded bay bank. I haven't the slight- braa hcrw much there Is, but I have a adding to it for years. I will get "I never know until that moment how k man foals whan he la reprieved under the gallows. ' I piawoo xnm nana Doiore me. ana dumped tha content upon tfae table. There waa a total of 73 oenta, mostly In pennies. "It waa ao comical that I had to laugh. But that laugh saved me. It drove away the gloomy thoughts with which I had surrounded myself, and I took courage again to look the situa tion In the face, and finally won out. "I am still paying my wife har usual alowance; but I haven't the face to ask her If she Is again putting aside for a rainy day." LAW AS INTERPRETED. The fact that the mortgagor or pant of mortgaged premises has bo come insane Is held. In Lundbarg va Davidson (Minn.). 42 L. B. A. 108. In sufficient to suspend the power of sal - "i. - : - r.cy - - 'wf agwavrrom'hls T --""" " anranee company of a policy to be un conditionally delivered to tha apalloant Is held. In New York Life Insurance Company vs. Babcock (Oa.), 4E L. B. A. 09, to be equivalent to a delivery to the Insured himself under a contract mak ing delivery essential to Its validity. A provision that a life Insurance pol icy shall not take effect until the pay ment of the first premium is held. In Stewart va. Union Mutual Life Insur ance Company (N. Y.), 42 L. K. A. 147, not to defeat the Insurance where a note for the preminm "waa accepted and, at Its maturity, a check taken, with the understanding that It would be satisfactory If It were paid the next j week, although the Insured died before the check was paid. I . The exclusion of the justices of the peace of a single town from the exer cise of any criminal jurisdiction Is held. In people, ex raL Burby vs. Howland N. Y.). 41 L. B. A. 838, to be in viola tion of a constitutional provision for justices of the peace, without express ly stating what a Justice of the peace shall be. This is on the ground that criminal jurisdiction has always be longed to those courts, and a local stat ute denying Its exercise Is equivalent to a partial abolition of the office. ; The liability of the estate of a lunatic jwho has bean supported by the county as a pauper la maintained In Mc.Nalry County va McColn (Tenn.). 41 L. R. A. 862, to an action by the county for in demnlty; fcnt In Albany vs. McNamara rv V At It A 912 It nrna baM that ' a supposed pauper aided by the county waa not liable to repay the expendi ture, at least In the absence of some application or request for assistance other than the usual solicitation foi charity made to the poor authorities. An Old Caaal. The Dismal Swamp canal, which con- I nects Chesapeake Bay with Albemarle j Sound, enables small craft to avoid the i perilous passage around Cape Hat- j teras, and Is a part of the Inland navl- tm a .rter .i rertuirs. . This waterway la said to have I the oldest canal charter In existence. ' dating back to 1787. English Ueo graphical ljrnoranoe. i Bishop Lawrence, of Massachusetta, ! says at the Lambeth conference, held last summer, he found the Idea of what constituted his State Tery vague. The authorities considered It some out-of-the-way place, and he found himself placed with the diocesan representa tives from New Zealand and other Isl and colonies of Great Britain. The Sirdar's Nanteaaare. ' A registrar In the Past End of Lon don has recently recorded the birth ot h child who haa been named Slrdat Kitchener. - Caaoer from Eating Meai " -The officers of a leading London hos pital believe that the general tooreasa of cancer la dne to excess to meat sat ing. - "Pa, what is a hypocrite?" : "A hypocrite, my son, la a man who does what his -wife thinks he shouldn't do, and than la too. thoughtful of her feelings to toll her about -it" roit Free Trass. - A big head doesn't adwayrevot mmmtt from coming oat at theDttl easi VALUABLE STATI8TIC& Br That tJm It la ottmm EurUOn gentle: man In regard to It. 'Do you 1 know,, sir, that blow Is exactly equal to 0,563 carpenters driving tenpt-nny nails Into two-Inch oak planks witb four-pound steel hammers?' "The man looked startled. "You don't say so, professor?" h. replied respectfully, and presently I saw him whispering to the others, who slaed ma up with awe. ' "The other day when It was mining I joined a group under an awning. : " 'Bad day, said somebody. , myaeir a few minutes ago In ngurins j P tfae quantity of water that has " the city limits between 6 a. m. and noon.' "At that the other fellows got Inter ested. ; "'How much waa it, doctor T asked one of 'em. ' " 'Poured Into a row of ordinary half-pint tumblers,' I said Impressive ly, It would make a line once and Ltwo-flfths around the globe; It would fill a 13-Inch gun barrel reaching from here to a point about nine miles east of. Copenhagen, It would qnench the inaturinal thirst of 9,468,041 Kentucky colonels tbe day after Christmas. It would barely go Into a tank 4,502 kilo meters long and 2,411 millimeter wide. By Jove! You ought to have seen those fellows' eyes stick out. ' "When they see- mo now they all tjueh their hats. I squelched a smart Alec at our boarding house by Inform lag him at tbe table that the pies con sumed annually In New Orleans would form a column, piled one above tha other, precisely 12.G22 miles high. 0! I admit it loaves about sixteen pies over,' I said when he ventured a ques tion, but that a only 3 dekometers and too small to compute.' That set tled him. " Now I'm the accepted au thority of the establishment on every thing from hash to hydraulics. "I've found it a good Idea, by the way, to use the decimal, system when ever possible. It mixes 'em p jrhen you begin to talk about -millimeters! and hectometers and give fifte finvecj liar lecrhlBaT to your wmarka, . r never ftt.'w a f. Haw yet waa! ttrad to question a MaTaUAt to tWrtaaali If I keep up this stattstlcaa rckt until sammer I weuldn't be surprised If they offered m a chair In one of the col lege.. "New Orleans Tlmea-Damoerat Old BMti Brought Htsn Iiaek. O. K. Swayze, a wealthy citizen ol Topeka, Kan., I the possessor of a pel superstition and Is not ashamed to own up to It "To what Influence do you owe your success In life?" Mr. Swayso waa asked one day. "To a pair of old boots," replied the millionaire. "I allude to the old boot that I once lent to Susan B. Anthony." One snowy night la the early seven ties Miss Anthony, making her way to the offlca of the Leavenworth Time after a lecture, presently became aware that the snow had soaked through her cloth shoes. Miss Anthony walked Into the com posing room and demanded tbe loan oi a pair of boots In these words: "Boy a will any of you lend me a pair of boots 1 My feet are wet witb the show and Ice." Out of the crowd stepped one young man, carrying a pair of boots to hli baud. Miss Anthony accepted them with a tough, saying, "Who knows but that these may be an omen of good lack for both of us?" "I was that young man,".-says Mr, Swayze, "and from that hour every- thing seemed to come my way. Noth- ' Inc. hut mwiil fllnlr tins fnllAWMl m. flajl i j bUuned fer indulging In the harm less fancy that the loan of the boots may have been the beginning of lt.allT New York World. His Own Boots. A good story is told of an old-fashioned miser. He was never known to have anything In the way of new ap i parel but once; then he was going op a I journey, and had to purchase a pair of i boots. The stage coach left before daylight, so he get ready and went to the hotel to stop for the night. Among a whole row of boots and shoes In the i morning he could not find the old famll- lar pair. Ha bad - forgotten the new ones, and be bunted In vain. The coach was ready, so he looked carefully round TO see urn wua ui uuacrvcu. Vu on a pice new pair that fitted him, then called a waiter and told him the cir cumstances, giving Mm ten shilling for the owner. But the miser bad bought hte own boots. .Bismarck's Barber Was Bright. The tote Prince Bismarck's barber la aald to be well on the way to making j his fortune, for he haa saved no less than eight years' clippings from his master's hair. These he Is now dlvld- ins- Into small Quantities, and Incasing ' In gold brooches, scarf pina and lockets, " . . I and selling to tbe public. The barber states that be had the late Prince's per : mission to do this. London Tit-Bits. A Raw K.a-taaeat, - "That young fallow haa a great com mand of words." "Tea, bat don't you- think he's go very little dtedplta In hi oooanaudr FraticJeco Chronicle. Knew Hie Baainasa. . "Yon ' nndersxand,' ' said the plumbei to his son, who had yost been admlttec to partMrahto, "that It la our rule nevei to overcharge." - "What do you call as overcharge?" asked the yaang man. "Chara-tng more than the customer Household. Hock Pigeons. One-pound fillet ot veal, one-half pound sausage meat, two ounces butter, one-half pint stock, one dessertspoonful flour, a small bunch of parsley thyme and marjoram, lemon rind, browning, pepper and salt Cat the fillet in strips one-half inch thick, two inches wide and four tncnes long; flatten them with a cutlet bat and spread a portion of sausage meal on each piece, roll it ' up and fasten with skewers; melt the butter in a stewpan. put In the rolls and fry a nice brown; add the herbs, lemon rind and stock; simmer gently for one and a quarter hours; take out the meat and remove the skewers; strain the sauce, thicken with flour and brown It; pile mashed potatoes in the centre of a dish; put the mock pigeons round and pour the sauce over. Toasted Ham Sandwiches. To one cup of finely-chopped cold cooked ham add one teaspoonful of French mus tard, one salts poonful of pepper and a dash of celery seed; mix and add one well-beaten egg; work the whole to a smooth paste. Put a layer of this be tween two thin slices of bread; toast lightly on both sides. Serve hot, with cream sauce poured around It. They are delicious. Scotch Baked Apples. Carefully petl and core five apples, fill the centres with one-alf of a cup full of sugar creamed with two tablesuoonfuls of butter, and add three thin slices of candled lemon peel to each apple. Mix a very little sugar . and water and brush over the apples; sprinkle wlt'.i bread crumbs browned in not ouuer, and bake. Lemon Honey. Take one pound of loaf sugar, six eggs, tne juice oi six lemons, the arated rinds of two and one quarter of a pound of butter. Put the sugar, butter and lemon Juice In a saucepan and melt slowly over a gentle Are: when all are dissolved sair In the eggs, which have been we'.l beaten; stir rapidly until it Is as thick as honey. It will keep 12 months if put up air-tight. Tomato Tarts. One cup or sieweu tomatoes, two tablespoonfuls each of flour and vinegar, one-half teaspoon ful of salt, one-eighth teaspoonful of pepper and one small teaspoonful of hutter. Let all come to a boil. Pre pare Ave tart Bhells of good pie crust. All with the tomato mixture, place a. thin Bllce of onion on top of eacli and bake in a quick oven. Stewed Cod Steaks. One and a half pound cod, two ounces butter, out strip of lemon rind, a little parsley, a taornnful water, pepper and salt. Put some water, butter, lemon, parsley m-nri wasonlne Into a stewpan, boil foi Ave minutes: add the cod cut In siicef and stew very gently for 20 minutes .in rlnne: when they look cooked on nn aide the steaks must be turne take out the Ash and keep it hot; strain the sauce, thicken with flour and but ter, and add a little chopped paralej lulce: dish the cod in Hit amrnlsh the dish with cut lemon Farm Notes. Land that la ploughed deep endure the draught better than shallow land. as there la a greater absorption of mois ture. In other words, the deeper the soil Is plowed the greater its capacity for holding water. To prevent loss of this moisture the top soil should be cultivated so as to simply loosen it, which prevents evaporation and at the same time keeps the weeds down. The water in the soil escapes at the surface md this should be prevented by a mulch of loose dirt over the surface, which is effected by cultivation. When putting out young trees do not use manure around the roots. Set each tree in Its place and fill it with the top soil, using plenty of water and flrst cutting back as much of the top of the tree as may be necessary to remove to prevent overtaxing the roots to supply too many branches. - A handful of bone meal is the best fertiliser to use with the soli that Is returned to the roots. As soon as the weather permits rake ver the strawberry bed and remove the nnih nr accumulated dead grass, and apply about 100 pounds of nitrate of soda per acre. Do not cultivate the bed until after the fruit Is picked, as It s better to not disturb the roots. If any f the plants have been thrown out by frost, run a roller over the oea wnne the ground Is damp. Put out the new bed next montn. All animals fatten more readily dur ing the warm season than when the weather Is cold, which fact should not be overlooked In feeding. The same quantity of food which was necessary to keep an animal in good condition a rew weeks ago may cause it to become excessively fat It the ration is contin ued In quantity. A single grape vine will sometimes afford a moderate supply for a small family. There is no fruit that costs so little and gives so much later on as the grape. The vines can be grown along the outer edges of a garden or in a separate row. If they are fastened to posts they can be cultivated both ways. In this section the Concord thrives well and it is claimed that any land that will produce corn will also pro duce grapes. ii.in ars imiiallv grown on land that was devoted to that crop the pre- trtnua vpr but growers now nna the best way to escape the onion mag 1. to rhano-e the location every year, using rich ground. The colts will cause but little trouble from now on if they were foaled last fall, as they can be taken from their . . A 1 AM tha naatures as Boon as mmaa Is ready, but they snouia not be given too much pasturage at first, nor should a complete cnanse ut made In their food, as scours may re ...it Tk. nam will now be wanted for work, for which reason fall colts .himiii h more desirable than those foaled in the spring. whn manure la comoacted and the air cannot enter there Is but little loss of sraseous matter. The heaviest loss from manure is when it remains in the v.nvor anread over the surface. vry portion belntr then exposed to the .1. anf' ralna "Mra-ianuinK ra " I. th. mr entering the heap, especial '. tv if much of the liquid Is mixed with it,, .niids. If the liquids are conveyed to a suitable receptacle and only the niMa are henned. then well packed. the loss of ammonia will be reduced to a minimum. The liquids may De aaaea whenever It Is desirable to create heat tn the heap. The larges Bible in the world is a manuscript Hebrew Bible in the Vatl arhlnar 320 Bounds. Frank N. Shelden, on trial for wife murder at Auburn, N. Y killed him self in his cell. The secret of - life Is-not -to do what one likes, but to try to like that which one -has to do; and one doe come to like it In time. . There la no substitute for thorough going, ardent and sincere earnestness. There are dark' shadows on the earth but its lights are atronger in contrast. Worldly goods are divided unequal ly, and man must not repine. HOIIS OF THE DAY, by ate. Dr. Tal aTaJaeto TartU f tn. MataaaaM." Tfce Lanry aJid tha SqwloT of Graa Cttias lata Ttotoat Coatna Objad P raw u Fraa. Taxr: "Wisdom erletb without: sh. ut tareth her voloe in the itreets." Proverbi I.. . W. are all ready to listea to the volo.s ol nature the voles ot the mountain, the voloea of the sea, th. voioe of th. storm, the voloas of the star. As la soma of th. cathedrals la Europe there Is an organ at either end of th. building, and th. one In strument responds mnsleally to the otbar, so in th. gnat cathedral ot natnr. day re sponds to dav and night to night and flower to flower and star to star la tht great harmonies of th. universe. Tin springtime is an evangelist In blossomi preaching of God's love, and th. winter u a prophet white bearded symbolizlna wo. against our sins. W. aro all ready tc listen to the volees of nature, but how tea of us learn anything from th. voices ot tht noisy and dusty street? You go to youi mechanism and to your work and to yoni merchandise, and you come back again and often with how different a heart yoo pass through tha streets. Ar. there n things for us to learn from these pave ments over whtoh we pass? Are there n tufts of truth growing up between thest cobblestones, beaten with th. feet of toil and pain and pleasure, the slow tread ol old ag. and the quiok step of childhood? Ave, there are great harvests to be reaped, and now I thrust In th. sickle because tht harvest Is ripe. "Wisdom orleth without: she uttereth her vole. In th. streets." In th. flrst place, th. street Impresses me with the fact that this lite Is a scene of toll and struggle. Br ten n'elouk every dav tbe eitv Is Jarring wltn wneew, ana snnn llng with feet, and bumming with volees, and covered with the breatr of smoke stacks, and a rush with traffickers. One In awhile you And amen going along with folded arms aod with leisurely step, ar though he had nothing to do: but for tbt most part, as you nna men going oowr these streets on the way to business, tliert Is anxiety in their faces, as thonvh tlmy bad some errand whlcn must oe execatea at th. flrst possible moment. Yon arc jostled by those who have bargains tc mat. and notes to sen. up mi laoaei with a hod of bricks, oat of this bank witb a roll of bills, on this dray with a load ol goods, digging a cellar, or shingling a root, or shoeing a horse, or building a wall, ot mending a watcb, or binding a book. In dustry, with her thousand arms and thou sand eves and thousand feet goes on sine- Ins her song of work, work, work, while the mills drum it and the steam whistle flfe It. All this not hecau. men love toil. Some one remarked. "Everv man Is as lazy fts he can afford to be." Bat it ii becinse necessity with stern brow and with uplifted ifOip stand over you reidy whenever von tan your toll to maae your sooaiuer ttba- with the Insb. Dan it be that passing up and down thus streets on your wav to work and bnsiness that vju do not learn anythinp of the world's toll and anxiety and truffffle? Ob. how many drooping hearts. bow many eyes on the watcb, how manv miles traveled, how many burdens carried, how manv loss. suffered, how many battles fought, how many victories gained. how manv defeats suffered, how many ex aanerntlons endured: what losses, what hunger, what wretchedness, what pallor what disease, what agony, what despair! Bometimea I have stopped at th. corner of tnt, street as the multitudes went nit uer aad yon, and it baa saemed to me a great pantomime, and as I looked upon It m heart broke. This great tld. of human life that goes down the street Is a rapid, tossed and turned aside, and dvhed ahead, and driven back beautiful in its confusion, and contused In its beauty. In the carpeted aisles of the forest, in tn. wooas irom whloh th. eternal shadow is never lifted, oa the shore of tbe sea over which iron coast tosses tha tangled foam sprinkling tbe cracked cliffs with a baptism of whirl wind and tempest, is tbe bast place to study God. but In th. rushing, swsrraioc, raving street I the best place ts study man. Ooincr down to vonr plao. oi business and coming noma again, I charge yon to look about see toese signs ot poverty, of wretchedness, of hunger, of aln, of bereave ment and as you go through tb. streets, and com. baok through tb. streets, gather np in the arms of your prayer all the sor row, all tb. losses, all tb. sufferings, all tbe bereavements of tbose whom you pass, and present them In praver before an all sympathetic Ood. In the great day ot eternity there will be thousands of persons with whom you in this world neyer ex changed on. word, wilt rise up and call you blessed, and there will be a thousand Angers pointed at you in heaven, saying: "That ia the mm, that is the woman, who helped me when I was hungry and sick and wandering and lost and heartbroken. That ts the man, that is tbe woman," and the blessing will eome down upon you ns Christ shall say: "i was nonary, fed Me; I was naked, and ye clothed Me: I was siok and In prison, and ye visited Mc; Inasmuch as v. did it to these poor waifs ot tb. streets, ye did It to He." Again, th. street imoresses m. with tbe fast that all classes and conditions ot so ciety must commingle. We sometimes cul ture a wicked exolusiveness. Intellect de spises ignoranoe. Refinement will have nothing to do with boorlshness. Gloves bate the sunnurnea nana, ana mo oiku forehead despises the flat head, and the trim hedgerow will have nothing to do with tb. wild copsewood, and Athens bates Nazareth. This ought not so to be. The astronomer must come down from the starry revelry and help us In our naviga tion. The surgeon must come away from his study of the ha man organism ana set our broken bones. The chemist must come away from his laboratory, where he has been studying analysis and synthesis, aud help us to understand toe nature oi tne soils. I bless Ood that ail classes ot peo ple are compeiiea to rawn oa iub biivul. The glittering couch wheels clashes against the scavengers cart, rlne rooss run against thr peddler's pack. Robust health meets wan sicKness. nuuoaij cuauiwu fraud. Every class of people meets every other class. Impudence and modesty, Jiride and humility, purity and Deastuness, rankness and hypocrisy, meeting on the same block, in the same street, ia tbe same eity. Oh, that U what Solomon meant when he said. "Tbe rich and tha poor meet together; th. Lord is tb. tfaker ot tbem an." I Ilk. this democratic principle oi tne gospel of Jesus Christ which reoogoize.-i tbe fact that we stand before God one and the same platform. Do not take on any airs. Whatever position you nave gmue i in society you are nothing bat a man, born of tb. same parent, regenerate 1 by the aame spirit, cleansed by the same blood, to lie down in the same dust, to gat np tn tbe same resurrection. It is high time mat we an cwowwugw the Fatherhood ot God, but th. brother hood of man. Aeain. tb. street impresses me witn tne fact that It Is a very hard thing for a man to keep his heart right anil get to heaven. Infinite temptations spring upon us froiu these places of public concourse. Amid so much affluence, how much temptation to covetousaess and to be discontented with our humble lot! Amid so many op portunities for overreaching, what tempta tion to extortion! Amid so much display, tion to extortion! aiuiu ,u uucu uuvwj, what temptation to vanity I Amid so many saloons ot strong drink, what aluretnent to dissinationi In the maelstroms and bell gates ot th. street h.w many make quick and eternal ahlpwreekl If. a man-of-war comes back from a bat tle and is towed into the navy yard. w. go dowa to loo at th ipllntered spars and count tbe bullet boles ndJook with rmtriotto admiration on the loo .hat floated in victory from tbe nat- iead.' But that man Is more of a eurlos'tv who-has gone through thirty years of tbe tharpsbnotinr of business life and yet sails n. victor over tbe t.motatlons the itreet. Oh. how many bave gone down under th. pressure, leaving not so roneli as tb. patch of eanvas to tell where tbey oer islied! They never had any neace. Their lishoaesties kept tolling In their ears. If I had aa as aad goal jpiit pa the beams at that fln. house, perhaps I would find In the very heart of It a skeleton. In his very best win. there Is a smack of poor man's weat. Oh, it Is Strang, that when a man baa devoured widows' houses he Is dls :urbad with Indigestion? All th. forces of latere are against him. The floods are ready to drown bun and th. earthquake to iwallow htm and the Ores to consume htm and tb. lightnings to smite him. Bnt th. children of God are on every street, and In the day when tbe crowns of heaven ar. d'stributed some of tb. brightest of them will be given to those man who were faith ful to God and faithful to th. souls of others amid the marts of business, proving themselves the beroes of th. street. Michty were their temptations, mighty was their deliverance and mighty shall be their triumph. Again, the street Impresses me with the faet that life Is fall of pretention and sham. What subterfuge, what double dealing, what two facednessl Do all people who wish you good morning really hope you a hapny dav? Do all the people who shak. bands love each other? Are all those anxi ous about your health who Inquire con cerning It? Do all want to see you who ask you to call? Does all the world know half as much as It pretends to know? Is there not many a wretched stock of goods with a brilliant show? Passing up and down the streets to your business and your work, are vou not impressed with the faot that society is hol'ow and that that there are subterfuges and pretensions? Ob, bow many there are who swagger and strut, and how few people who are natural and walk! While fops simper and fools chuckle and simpletons giggle, how few people are natural and laugh! The courtesan and the libertine go down tbe street In beautiful apparel, while within the heart there are volcanoes of passion consuming their life away. I say these things not to create In you Incredulity or misanthropy, nor do I forget there ar. thousands of people a great deal better than tney seem, but I do not think any nan la nranarad for the conflict of this lit. until be knows this particular peril. Ehud ' comes pretending to pay his tax to King Eglon, ana, wuue ne sianas in irum ui iu king, stabs bim through with a dagger un til the baft went in after the blade. Judas Iscariot kissed Christ. Again, the street Impresses me wltn tnt faot that it is a great field for Christian charity. There are hunger and suffering, and want and wretchedness la the coun try, but these evils chiefly congregate In our great cities. On every street crime prowls, and drunkenness staggers, ana shame winks, and pauperism thrusts out Its band asking lor aims, nere wuai ia most squalid and hunger is roost lean. A Christian man, going along a street tn New fork, saw a poor lad, and h. stopped and said, "My boy. do you know how to read and write?" The boy made no an swer. Th. man asked the question twloe and thrloe. "Can you read and writer And then the boy answered, with a tear plashing on the back of bis band. He said In defiance: "No, sir, don't read nor write. neither. God, sir, don't want me to read and write. Didn't he take away my rather so long ago I never remember to bave seen him? And haven't I had to go along th. streets to get something tn fetch home to eat for th. folks? And didn't I, as soon as I could carry a basket, have to go out and pick np cinders and never nave no sonooi Ing, sir? God don't want ma to read. sir. I can't read nor write, neither." Oh. these poor wanderers! They have no chance. Bora tn degradation, as tbey get np rrom their hands and knees to walk, they take their flrst step on th. road ot despair. Let as go forth In the name ot the Lord Jeans Christ to rescue them. Let us ministers not be afraid of soiling our black clothes while w. go down on that mission. While we ire tying an elaborate knot In our cravat r while we are in the study rounding oft tome period rhetorically w. might be sav ag a soul from death and biding a multi tude of sins. O Christian layman, go out oa this work! - H-yoe are-ant .sU)iagto go :orth yourself, then glv. of your means,' sad if yon are too lasy to go, and If yon ire too stingy to help, then get out of tbe aay and bid. yourself la th. dens and saves ot th. earth, lest, when Christ's jhariot comes along the horses' hoofs trample you Into tbe mire. Beware lest the thousands of tb. destitute of your city In th. last great day rise up and ours, your stupidity and your neglect. Down to workl Lift them up. On. sold winter's day, as a Christian man was going along the Battery in New York, b. saw a little girl seated at the gate, shivering in tbe cold. He said to her: "My child, what do you sit there for, this cold day?" "Oh," she replied, "I am waiting for somebody to come and take care of me." "Wbv," said the man, "what makes yoo think anybody will com. and tak. oar. of you?" "Ob," she said, "my mother died last week, and I was cry. Ing very much, and she said: 'Don't cry, dear, though I am gone and your father ts gone, the Lord will send somebody to tak. err. ot you.' My mother never told a He; she said some one would com. and tak. ears of me, nnd I am waiting tor them to some." Oh, yes, they are waiting far you. Man wbo bav. money, men who nave Influence, men of churches, men of ? treat hearts, gatherthem in, gather them a. It is not th. will ot your Heavenly Father that one of these little ones should perish. Lastly, the street impresses me with tb. faot that all the people are looking for ward. I see expectancy written on almost every face I meet. Where you find a thou sand people walking straight on, you only find one stopping and looking back. The faot is, Ood made us all to look ahead, be cause we are Immortal, In thti tramp of tb. multitude on tbe streets I bear the tramp of a great host, maroliing and maronwg ror eternity, wyooa iub umue, tbe store, the shop, the street, there Is a world, populous and tremendous. Through God's grace, may you reach that blessed place. A great throng fills tbose boule vards, and th. streets are arusli with the chariots of conquerors. The Inhab itants go up and down, but they never weep and th. never toil. A river flows through that city, with rounded and lux urious banks, and the trees of life, laden with everlasting fruitage, beud their branches Into tbe crystal. No plumed hearse rattles over that pave ment, for they are never siok. With im mortal health glowing In every vein, tbey know not how to die. Tbose towers of strength, those palaoes of beauty, gleam In the light of a sun that never sets. Ob, heaven, beautiful heaven! Heaven, where our friends are! The take no census in that city, for it is inhab ited by "a multitude wbiob no mnn ;nn number." Rank above rank. B03J above host. Gallery above gallery, iweeplng all around tbe heavens. Tbou ands of thousands. Millions of millious. Blessed are thev who enter in through tbe gate Into that'eity. Oh, start tor it to day! Through the blood ot the great jaorifloe of the Hon of God take np your march to heaven. "The spirit and tbe bride say. Come, and, whosoever will, let him come ana take tho water of life lrt y." Join this great throng mxrcbing heaven ward. All the loorn of fnvitntioa ar 3pn. "And I saw twnlve gate. aud th. twelve gates were twelve pe-.r:S." .The one who will be found in trial capable of great acts of love is ever tbe one who is always doing consid erate small ones. , Every day is a little life, and our whole life is' but a day repeated. Those therefore that dare lose a day are dan gerously prodigal. Inquisitive people are the funnels of conversation; they do' not take any thing for their own nae tint momi,, ,A 1 , . . . - j v" pass n on to 01 n era. We all have some brlcht dav manv of us, let us hope, among a crowd of others to which we revert with par ticular delight. The gold production of Japan since 1893 has risen almost 5000 ounces, and In 186 -reached the -yield - of 28,300 ounces. The 19 existing gold mines are partly In the Emperor s possession, partly in that of private parties. Keep your conduct abreast of youi conscience, and -very soon your con science will, be illumined by the ra diance of God. ' He Is happy whose circumstances suit his temper; but he is more excel lent who can suit his temper to any circumstances. . Try -U-
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