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THE OONffriTUTION-THE DNION-AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS.
MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. APRIL 5. 1899.
VOL LIII.
NO. 17.
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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.
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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
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