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J®^ For your Protection JWfEVEr !?)i: s, . we positively state that this remedy does n.'t contain Hp , e the most thoronch cure for Nasal Catarrh, Co d in Head ar.d Hay Fever of all remedies. It opens and cleanses the ii.i=al passages, allays pain and inflammation, heals the bitch, pro tects the membrane from colds, restores tl-e persea of taste anw oue cannot serve two mixers. 1 ::in going to give my life to my art." "But. Georgie. you know what it means to me. I mean you know I could never chr.age or forget." "Why nrit?" she returned quickly. "That is just what i wanted to speak to you about. You see"—and her proud head w.-Ts raised a trifle higher—"you only want a wife who can see that you get a good dinner every day aud sew the buttons on your shirts. You have known us all for years. Why do you expect me. the unpractical one of the family, to snatch at the offer of this post? You would have shown more sense iu asking Madge or Lillian, and I dare say oue of them might have had you." For a moment there was a dangerous gleam in his eyes, but it changed to a tender look of amusement as the girl flung herself viciously into a chair with the air of a sulky child. "I suppose it would have been more sensible," he agreed, "only I don't love either Madge or Lilian. If you will on ly have me," lie continued, a twinkle in his eye aud abject humility In his voice, "I will do my best to overcome my disgraceful appetite and dine off a sentimental song if you deem it best. I will also look out for some patent shirt fasteners which will save you the trouble of sewing on buttons." Georgie looked up quickly. "You needn't try to be funny, Hex!" she said severely. "You know quite well I should have to become a domes ticated woman if I married, and I won't. lam going to devote my life to music, and if I were to sacrifice that and marry you I should stop loving you in a fortnight and hate you in a month. There; that's all!" Rex looked up quickly. "You would stop loving me in a fort night?" he asked. "Then I may infer you have begun already?" "You may infer nothing, sir!" she re torted sharply, but her face was crim son. "By Jove, that's the nearest I've ever got!" thought Rex. "I believe she does half like me, but must make her cave in before she'll respect me." There was a moment's pause, then he said gently: "I beg your pardon, Georgie. I be lieve you may be right, after ail, though it Is hard to think of giving you up." And he sighed softly, but resign edly. "If you are not too angry with me, will you tell me which you think it would be best for me to try to like, Lilian or Madge?" "I am so glad, Rex, you are sensible at last! Really, I have thought it out carefully, and, though Lilian is awful ly sweet and—and everything, I think Madge is tLe one best suited to you. You see, shi: cooks splendidly and knows exactly how everything ought to be done in a house and would be perfectly satisfied if you hissed her once a month or so and occasionally said the dinner was excellent. She really would, she is so easily pleased. While I— Well, you know what I am." "Yes, I know what ?ou are," he re plied quietly. "You are very young." She misunderstood him, as he had Intended she should, and assented eagerly. "Yes, I am young—only 19—and you are nearly 30. Madge is nearest you in age, and I believe you could make her love you if you tried." "Shall I try? Do you want me to?" "Yes, of course I want you to. It is for your own sake. She would make you a better wife than I because I flon't want even to be loved. I am satisfied with my life as it is." "All right, Georgie. In a month I shall have made up my mind, and I„ will tell you. Goodby." "Goodby," she murmured, vaguely afraid of what she had done. She tried to reason out the cause of her de pression, but it seemed to have no cause, aud with a lagging step she made her way to the sunny den which she shared with her sisters. Madge was sitting there alone, sew ing and singing gayly. She looked up, , with a smile, as Georgie entered, and an unusual merriment danced in her . eyes. "Guess wh»'s been here?" exclaimed Madge. "Who?" "Rex. And he's got a box for 'The Loves of Henrietta' tomorrow, and he's asked mother and me to go." "I'm so glad," said Georgie, but with singular want of enthusiasm. And Madge stole a furtive look at her, and the corners of her mouth quivered. A month had passed. Once more Georgie stood at the same window, softly humming. She was waiting for Rex, and her face was very pale. It was the same face still, but there was a difference, the difference which marks every girl's face when she be comes a woman. She liad learned her lesson and borne her punishment In silence. Today she had nerved herself for a supreme effort that she might do no wrong to the sister who had stepped into the place she had voluntarily re signed. She had thought love not worth the saoritiee of art, and if art without love had turned to dust and ashes in her hand who was to blame but herself? She was waiting for Ilex—liex, who had fallen such a helpless victim to Madge that he had had scarcely a look or a word to spare for her the whole month. It was this that had lirst taught her what she had lost and that had afterward nerved her to play her part—for a week's experience had tailfrht her that it was only a part—of careless indifference and entire ab sorption in her art. When it seemed too hard for her, she reminded herself sternly of her own words, "I am satisfied with my life as it is." "They shall never see I am not satis fied," she said and struggled on. Today there was a set. stern look on her face, for this was to be the su preme ordeal, and at present there was no one to see her. But as she leaned her head listlessly against the window there came from the hall the sound of n familiar whistle, and Instantly her expression changed. A smiling, ex pectant face greeted IJex as he entered, and she scrutinized him with playful anxiety. "The funeral and wedding marches are side by side on the piano." she be fran, with an affected attempt nt seri ousness, "but I was waiting to choose between them till 1 have seen your face." "What does my face tell you?" he asked. She looked at him critically. "That the momentous question is to be asked 110 later than this evening," she replied. "Good luck attend you." "Wronjr. Try again." "Is it pus ible it is to be postponed till tomorrow uicrniugV" And she held cut her hand with a playful gesture of sympathy. "\VlOn ; again. I see I must tell you." lie Lad seized the hand she had offer ed and was looking her straight in the face. "What do fo-j say to the question Lav::..:: been a.-!;c 1 already?" The la. t...i:;.h had wrought many chat; , s i:i «,eorg!e. She had, for one thin;., learned to ki ■ ;» her faee under control, and only the slightest trem bling < r' the eylid showed that she wr. taken by surprise. "My dear brother to be," she said, re gaining p session of her hand. "I con sidi r 1 Lave been grossly ill treated iu having this fact sprung upon me so suddenly. I l:ad heard of a delightful little l.nok called 'The Right Word In the llight I'iaee' —a help to those peo ple born devoid of tact. I was«going to purchase it i:i the assurance that 1 should And a paragraph entitled. 'What to say to a future brother in-law.' or words to t!:at effect, and now you pounce upon me like this and crush me. 1 feel unlit for conversation. You had better go." And she turned majestical ly away. "I will. Only you must first allow me to make one remark. You did not ask what Madge said to me." He paused Impressively. "She has refused me." It was his trump card, and he was growing desperate. He took advantage of Georgie's back being still turned to ward him, and, creeping softly behind her, took one glance at her face before she knew he had moved. It was enough. "Georgie," he cried, "hasn't the play gone far enough? I am tired of acting, and I want you, Georgie—l can't tell you how much I want you!" There was passionate entreaty in his voice. "What did you mean," she asked slowly, "by saying you were 'tired of acting?' I don't understand." "No; I know," he answered guiltily. "I've got to tell you. Madge and I have been playing at being lovers dur ing the last month. I have even asked her to marry me, and she has refused. It was the natural climax to the play, she said, and she told me to do it, be cause nothing else would put you off your guard. I had to know whether you loved me or not," he ended des perately. "It was very cruel," she whispered at last. "Ah, Georgie, don't!" he entreated. "I thought of that, but, honestly, would you ever have known you loved me If we had gone on In the same old way?" There was a moment's silence. "I should never have known I loved you," she answered softly.—Chicago Times-Herald. Rest Yonr Eyes. The moment ycu are instinctively in inclined to rub the eyes that moment cease to use them; also it is time to give your eyes a rest when you become sensible of an effort to distinguish. Cold water is about the safest applica tion for inflamed eyes. Never sleep so that on awakening the eyes shall open on the light of a window. Never read or sew directly in front of the light of n window, the better light being that (hat comes from above or obliquely or over the left shoulder. Too much light ! .s an evil, Just as is scant light. It cre ates a glare that pains and confuses ihe sight. Thrifty. A Canadian minister had just mar ried a couple. The registers were signed, and nothing remained but the giving and taking of the fee. The bridegroom, a strapping young fellow, asked: "How much is it?" The parson glanced at the smiling bride and slyly answered: "Whatever you think it is worth." Now, it should have been worth a great deal, for the girl was young and pretty. "I reckon it's worth about 5 shil lings," said the swain, holding out two half crowns. The clergyman looked blankly at the coins, then turned to the fair one. "I'll leave it to you, madam," he said. "What do you think it's worth?" What ilid this young and blushing bride do? She reached out, took the coins, handed 0110 half crown to the minister and put the other into her pocket! "A thrifty wife," said the minister, with a her husband's crown." Perhaps he ought to have said half crown.—London Tit-Bits. Fooled Ills Doctor. The late Rev. 11. It. Haweis, who was equally notable as preacher, jour nalist. lecturer and musician, suffered from a dangerous hip disease when a boy of 9. The celebrated Sir Benjamin Brodie, who was asked if a change of scene would benefit the afflicted youth, answered, "Take him anywhere —it does not matter." Haweis lived to laugh at his doctor, and half a century later, after a life of exceptional industry, he was in vigor ous health. —New York World. Tlie Two Plnnnclen. "The performance reaches the high est pinnacle of dramatic wit," wrote the press agent. "Isn't that rather a strong state ment?" asked the dramatic editor. "Oh. no! We are getting $5 for gen eral admission." Alas, it is sometimes true that we mistake the pinnacle of price for the pinnacle of art!— Baltimore American. Be a Man First of All. Quite beneath all discussion of elec tives and vocations, as whether I will be an engineer or a clergyman, is the certainty, for every youth who would be truly successful, that he must lie a man: that he ought to be a "full grown man," as the old version read squarely and none too strongly; to be a "perfect man." —S,ucc«>s~. , A MRS. (tALLIT'S WOES. WHiLE WASHING DISHES SHE GETS ANOTHER SUMMONS. On Thin Occasion She linn Only nn Hour I.ouiicr to IJ\c nnd l*n(N In the Time (ii\ ini; Mr. Gnllnji Point er*. [Copyright, 1901, by C\ R. Lewis.] Mr. Gallup had lain down on the lounge after supper to smoke a pipe, and as Mrs. Gallup cleared off the table and washed the dishes she sang ' Wea ry Souls'' at the top of her voice and in high spirits. It might possibly have been her singing which finally lulled Mr. Gallup to sleep and dropped the pipe from his mouth to the floor, al though it had never done it before. He was gently snoozing when Mrs. Gallup appeared with hands pressed to her heart and a wabble to her gait, and, sinking into a chair, she gasped: "Samuel Gallup, I shall be as dead a* a crowbar in less'n an hour, and you'd better git up and give me a last em brace." Mr. Gallup gurgled in his throat as he slept, and without seeming to notice his condition she continued: "Yes, Samuel, I've got my summons. I was puttiu away the last dish when Mli. GALLUP STILL SLKI'T. my heart give a sudden bob, my head begun to go round, and right before me I saw my coffin and an open grav For a miuit I thought I was a goner but theu a small voice whispered to me that I'd live an hour longer and that I'd better come in and talk to you. I'm here to say some last dyin words to you, Samuel, and, though 1 don't expect to draw tears to your eyes, I do hope you'll listen and re member what 1 say." At this Juncture Mrs. Gallup's tears began to fall and her chin to quiver, and, being so busy with her emotions, she did not eveu look Mr. Gallup's way. Swallowing at the lump iu her throat, she said: "Samuel, I've alius kinder felt that in case of my death you'd marry ag'iu, and it's alius made me feel little edgewise, but a change has come over me. It come two weeks ago. I'm now resigned to your takin a second wife. Iu fact, I think it's better you should. Mrs. Teacliout was say in to me the other day that if I dropped off you'd marry ag'in inside of four weeks, as you'd want somebody to comb your hair and cut your toe nails, but I don't think you'd be as mean as that. You'd wait at least three months, wouldn't you?" Mr. Gallup snored in reply, and, tak ing this as an answer in the affirma tive, Mrs. Gallup went on: "The usual time is a year, but I ain't askin you to wait that long for me. I've bin a hardworkin wife, and I've alius saved every bit of the soap grease and made the tea last in a way to surprise you, but I ain't askin for any praise. I'm old aud humbly and nighsighted, and I can't blame you if you kick up your heels arter I'm gone. Shall you go on a bridal tower with your second wife, Samuel? I ain't askin 'cause I'm jealous, you know, but jest out of curiosity. When we got married, all the bridal tower we had was to go to a circus and come home iu a thunderstorm, but if you want to go to Niagara Falls with your new wife don't stop on my account." As Mr. Gallup hadn't been asked a direct question there was no call for him to wake up, and as Mrs. Gallup felt like weeping she had a fairly good time at it before saying further: "I did think at one time that if you married a chit of a girl I'd come back and sit on the footboard of the bed and haunt you, but I've changed my mind about it. It ain't in me to be mean. While It 'pears to me that you'd better marry a widder woman about 40 years old, if you decide on a girl of 20 it ain't for me to raise no row. While a wid der woman would be at work sewin patches on your trousers and makin apple butter, a gal wife would want to be swingin in a hammock or playin the melodeon, but it's your own lookout. The papers are full of gal wives run nin away with tin peddlers, aud you must hev read of 'em as well as me. Was you tliinkin of a gal wife or a widder, Samuel?" Mr. Gallup combined a sigh and a snore and stood mutual, and after hanging 011 to her chin to stop Us shak ing Mrs. Gallup continued: "I was goin to ask you to think of me once in awhile when I was gone, but I don't want to give you trouble. You'll hev liuff to think of with your new wife, and as I shall be flyin round in heaven I'll be all right. Once in awhile, however—once in a while, when your new wife spiles the bread, kicks the cat outdoors, breaks the nose off the teapot and kicks In the hea'd of the vin egar barrel, I wish you'd jest remem ber how patient and savin I was. Shall you hev a new pump put into the well for your second wife, Samuel? The old t one has bin out of order fur nine years, you know, and you've got to pumpety pump for ten minits to git any water. It'll be jest like her to insist on a red pump with a blue handle." There was no change in ?he situation as far as Mr. Gallup was concerned, lie still slept, and he still sighed and snored. "And I s'pose you'll whitewash the pigpen and henroost and hev new shingles on the roof of the house. When I want 5 cents fur peppermint essence to settle my stummick. it takes a week to git it out of you, but if your second wife wants .?2"> fur furbelows you'll hev to hand it right over or hev a fuss. She won't make one corset last her fur six years, and she won't go barcfut to save her shoes. How ever, as I said before, what will it be to me? I'll be flappin my wings aud lievin a blissful time, and if you ain't happy I shan't know it nor worry about it. About my dyin, Samuel —do you feel like you'd care to kiss me afore I go?" Mr. Gallup drew up one leg and slow ly straightened it out again, but he made no verba! answer. "It's 'leven years or more since you kissed me, and I shouldn't liev asked you now if I wasn't a-goin to perish. It's of no consekence, however. You kin save 'em all fur your second wife. There'll probably be ten thousand an gels wait in at the gate to kiss nie, and that'll do fur me. 1 wanted to say a word about mv clothes. They are purty oid. and your second wife will mala- fun of 'em. but I don't want you to let her use 'em fur mop rags. It would be jest like her, but if you don't want to save "em to remember me by then vou kin bundle 'em up and drop 'em in the pijrjH'n. Stand up fur me that much atiyh>w. won't you. even if I heveu't got bat three teeth left?" Mr. Oallup w. ke tip and sat up. sur prised that he had been asleep. lie saw Mrs. Gallup before him, and he saw that she was weeping, but he picked up his pipe, stood ou his feet, stretched and yawned and then went out to fasten the kitchen door, wind up the clock and so to Ihhl. She wait ed for awhile, hoping he would look at or speak to her. but as he did neither before vanishing into the family bed room as if site did not exist she sud denly dried lieiMears and put the per ishing business afar off. Following him up after a moment, she threw e skillful iii catching a husband. Elsie—Gracious! I wonder if Til have to be a widow before I can got married.—Philadelphia Press. She Couldn't Lose. "Heads 1 win, taels you lose," chuc kled the dowager empress as she or dered the decapitation of another batch of her subjects for the confiscation of their property.—Chicago Evening Post. Rapid rrogremi. "How are you getting on since you opened j our studio?" "First rate. I've lately finished a portrait of a deaf and dumb man, and everybody says it's a speaking like ness!" Roentgen Rays. I bought a patent camera a little while ago. About it I'll a history relate. It's small, compact find portable and fitted with, you know. The very last improvements up to date. It photographs an object in a box, so it is said, And in your hand it shows the bones and veins, But when 1 tried developing the brains inside my head A negative rewarded all my pains. I uaed to live in lodgings, but they proved so very dear That now 1 am residing in a flat, For my spirits and tobacco would often disappear; My landlady declared it was the cat. I thought it strange the cat should have so queer an appetite, But "snapped" the gentle feline all the same, And then 1 took a snap shot at the landlady one night And found—the cat was not the one to blame. I loved a maiden madly for a month or even more, And then I thought it best for us to part; I photographed the darling, whom to wed I rashly swore, But found, alas, she had not got a heart. Said I, " 'Twere best to leave thee," but she an swered sharp and short, "A lesson, sir, to you I mean to teach." She turned away and left me, but I photographed her thought And found she meant to have me up for "breach." We had a "paying guest" who staid with us five months or six, But who had never paid a single cent; I photographed his boxes, which were full of straw and bricks. And now my lawyer's suing him for rent. I snapped at my soScitor, but found to my dismay His miad was only bent on getting fees. He didn't £%t that rent, and yet his costs I had to par. Which made me feel extremely ill at ease. I went into a coffee shop, and there I ordered tea, A meal I do not often patronize; I felt a little hungry, so I thought that it would be A goo4,.idea to have an egg likewise. They told me they had got some which were fresh and newly laid, And so they may have been a year ago; The specimen they brought me I "kodaked" be fore I paid. And then the bird inside commenced to crow. -PickMe-Up. His Right Bower, He—Dearest, I'm not good looking, I'm not wealthy, my grandfather was jailed for sheep stealing, and my fam ily use bad grammar, but I own a horse and cutter! She —My own!— Chicago News. Why They Didn't Complain. Miss Crochet—l saw you at my song recital last evening. I wonder if those people in the back seats made any com plaint. I am sure they couldn't have heard me. Miss Teller—No, I heard no com plaint. It is true, however, as you sup posed, they couldn't hear a note. —Bos- ton Transcript. A Ready Reference. "Expugn!" roared the Boston general. There came a strange rustling noise. "Is that the blograph people?" asked the commander. "No," responded the captain; "that Is our men searching their pocket dic tionaries for the word 'expugn.' "—Chi cago News. On Second Thonght I.e»» Virion*. A henpecked man being told that an old acquaintance was married, ex claimed, "I am glad to hear It." But. reflecting a moment, he added, in a tone of compassion and forgive ness, "And yet I don't know why I should be; lie never did me any harm." Bites- ■ T~. 7 j. *J S J No. 13 THE DRUMHEAD BUSINESS* A. I»nco 1.0n k Nljuhl Industry Which Prosper* by War. Few people know that more than hal* the and drum heads sold in the United States are made on Long Is lar.l. Near the railroad station at Cold Spring is a little red building sur rounde<] by frames, in which skins are stretched for drying, while near by fa an artificial pond, with wooden sides and bottom, filled with a chemical mix ture. It is an unpretentious establish ment. but in our two wars and in the peace between it has fathered a great deal of noise. The business was estab lished in 1800, and success was almost immediate. Competition was strong after the rush of war orders was over, but the business has advanced in im portance until now there are but three factories in this country whose opposi tion can be felt. Two of these are in Brooklyn and the other at High View, N. Y. New York markets furnish the salt ed raw skins from which the drum heads are made. The hair is removed from the skins by a chemical bath in the artificial pond, and the skins are then stretched on the racks and dried. A thorough scraping removes any par ticles of fat or flesh that may have adhered to the dried skin, which la then the thickness of parchment. The skins thoroughly bleached in the drying process and are then ready for cutting into heads. During the Span ish-American war the factory was fair ly swamped with orders for drum heads, 500 dozen heads often being or dered at one time. The principal de mand was for tha "tenor" drum, on which a loud accompaniment to the fife or bass instrument can be pro duced. Kangaroo skins make the costliest drumheads. When dressed, they are showy, but beyond their appearance and name they are of no greater value than heads made from calfskin. Sheep skin is used for cheap toy drums.—New York Tost. QUAINT COLONIAL NAMES. lion- the Offspring of Oar First Colo nists Were Christened. It is an interesting study to trace the underlying reason for many of the cu rious names which are given to the off spring of the first colonists. Parents searched for names of deep signifi cance—for names appropriate to con ditions, for those of profound influ ence presumably on the child's life. The ltev. Richard Buck, one of the early parsons in Virginia, Jn days of deep depression, named his first child Mara. This text indicates the reasop for his choice: "Call me Mara, for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me. I went out full, and the Lord has brought me home empty." His second child was christened Gershom for Moses* wife "bare him a son and called his name Gershom, for he said I have been in a strange land." Many names have a pathos and sad ness which can be felt down through the centuries. Dame Dinely, widow of a doctor, or barber surgeon, who had died in tl ? snow while striving to visit a distant patient, named her poor babe Fathergone. The children of Roger Clapp were named Experience, Waitstill, Preserv ed, Hopestill, Wait, Thanks, Decide, Unite and Supply. Madam Austin, an early settler of old Narrngansett, had 15 children. Their names were Parvis, Ticus, Piersus, Priscmus, Polybius, Lois, Lettice, Avis, Anstice, Eunice, Mary, John, Elizabeth, Ruth, Freelove. All lived to be threescore and ten, one to be 102 years old. Edward Bendall's children were named Truegrace, Re form, Hoped For, More Mercy and Re store. Richard Gridley's offspring were Return, Believe and Tremble. — "Child Life In Colonial Days." French Balcers. Bakers in France are subject to re strictions and regulations undreamed of in England. In the fortified towns along the frontier they are bound by. law to have a certain stock of flour al ways on hand in case of emergencies. The bakery not only has to be kept clean, but the baker has to deposit with the local authorities a certain sum of money as a surety for the prop er conduct of his business. The law also looks after his weight 1 and measures, which circumstance places him in the same position as the British baker, but in addition the law regulates the price at which bread can be sold. Napoleon 111 ordered on one occasion that a loaf about equal to our quartern should be sold for not more than six pence, and this at a time when we were paying eightpence and ninepence. —London Tit-Bits. A Sy-mpntlietlc Memory. In a western Massachusetts town lives a young woman who is blessed with both discrimination and tact. The first of these admirable qualities she has displayed by her two mar riages. Iler first husband was a minis ter, a most delightful man. He d'ed, and after a lapse of five or six years she was united to his only brother, who was a successful lawyer in New York. On her library desk stands a picture of the first partner of her joys and sor rows, and one day a curious caller ask ed whom the photograph represented. "That." said the hostess, with evi d< ■ motion, "is a picture of my bus-- b:: .'s brother, who died eight year 3 ago and who was very dear to us both."—Youth's Companion. Genetoai. "What's your fare?" asked old Flint 6kln of his cabby the other day and Was met with the stereotyped reply: "Well, sir, I will leave that to you." "Thank you; you're very kind," said old F., buttoning up his pockets and 1 walking off. "You're the first person who ever left me anything yet."—Lon don Fun. Rnmomlni; the Dead. In mediajval times not only were liv ing prisoners ransomed by their friends, but a ransom was demanded even foe the bodies of those slain in action. An Alternative. "Say, ma, shall I wash my hands or put on gloves?"