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l';iy of l'midy. One
vly years ago it was
. iinii of the debatable
i the French und F.ng
.North America. To-
for its harvests nt
: the wilil fowl Hint
i liirh tides of spring
ml fur tin' storms
rum i' ml to .ml. One
o lv t inn's t iic tale of
on t i' I pla in Is, though the
liill . to ruins now. It was
in- l witness the dcllouc
tli.it strange story,
liiliiu my wheel along the
'"ting i I - w ith- marsh which
. i away on tin- left until it
. in a line of rolling hills.
. .lie iii: lance past 1 hail heell
coliseums of ii house that
I to iloin.nate the highway just
point. Wln'ii 1 r-a-h-d the top
rise m v indolent eonseionsness
booiiiu- tit router, and I glanced
ipuii-My ;.t the house. It was a big,
square building, painted u dead white,
cud s:. tn t i 1 1 lt on a knoll hack from the
road. Several huge elms were scat
tered :i i ii nit . A garden lay in front,
Lrihi with (lowers, and through this
u smut path led to the door. This
in 1 1 -1 1 1 inoU in at a glance; a second
H'ni'il to produee another impres
sion 'here was something unpleas
ant al out the pla-e.
As I iirew aiireast of the garden a
figure rose from among the tall (low
ers mid hailed me. I dismounted and
approached the irate, where an old
man was standing, II- spoke in a
singularly gentle oiee.
'Sir," said he, "have you passed
Jinyoiie lat-ly, coming in this direc
tion'.' A tall man, it would have 1 n.
on horseliaek."
".No," I answered, "the road seemed
descried this afternoon."
Th- old man looked at in- wistful
ly, sighing as if mueh disappointed.
"Whom are you expecting'.'" I ven
tured a little touched, I must ad
mit, hy his aspect.
"It's my In-other." he replied. "My
brother .lames. I've lieeti looMng for
liim these many years, hut this sum
mer 1 know he's coming hack, and
we'll go oil to England together to
England home" and again he shot
that wistful glance at my face.
"T England!" I exclaimed. "That's
a far cry from Tantrcmar. Hut I am
hot und thirsty. Can you give me a
drink of water? Then, if you will,
.ni onn oii m( ntmut your brother.
I am going to the village, and perhaps
mn.tf see. him there."-
The old man's face lighted u?
eagerly. He opened the gate, which
tagged heavily back on creakin
hinges.
"I take this right kind of you, sir,"
he said. "Come up to my house and
accept my hospitality."
The old man turned to me when we
reached the house.
"I am afraid." said lie, "t'.rat .lames'
horse may shy at that machine of
yours if he comes up to the house
Mid passes it. I hope you vvou't mind
Jiutting it to one side."
"Certainly not," I replied. "I'll
put it here around the corner."
Within the house the rooms were
large, and as we entered one of them
from the wide hallway a smell of
musty age came to my nostrils. My
host threw open some heavy shutters
and the sunlight poured In, revealing
an old-fashioned parlor with furni
ture in the fashion of n generation
back massive, dark and rich. All
was on a fur grander scale than that
of the farmhouses round about.
I sat down, but no sooner had the
old man left the room than I started
up again, with the peculiar sensation
that some one was watching me. 1
glanced hastily around. The light
Hooded every corner, and no hiding
place was visible, unless it should lie
behind the heavy window curtains.
Half ashamed of myself, 1 went over
and pulled them aside. Then 1 turned
buck, and instnnfly my attention was
seized hy a portrait w hich hung above
the mantli piece. It was the mourn
ful face of a man, with eyes that fol
lowed one's every movement. This
explained my uneasiness I had un
consciously caught their gaze fixed
upon me.
At this moment, however, my host
returned with th- water. As I drank
lie pointed to the picture, saying:
"That is my brotln r, before he Wt.
A many years ago. sir! A many years
ago! Hut I'll tell you about him."
"It's 4d years since I came out from
England. And I'm not an old man
yet, though my gray hairs make me
look so, for I've had mueh trouble in
the past. Hut it's near over now, and
when James comes we'll pack up the
things and go home again.
".lames end I came out together;
we were always together -together
at school, and we should have gone
to the university together, but that
my father cast ine olf one day, in a
lit of rage, because I would not do a
certain thing he wished. Then James
said I con recall his very words:
'Cheer tip, old fellow, I'll stick to you.
When my father learned this, and
aw that James would keep his word,
he was bitter sorry for what he'd
done. Hut he wouldn't forgive hip,
and he couldn't turn James against
me. So he gave James 1,000 in gold
and a part of the household furni
tureyou see it about us now and
we came out here together.
"Land was cheap, so we bought a
farm and built this house. The life
u rough, and never a letter cam
from home; but there was always a
deal to look after, and by and by we
grew to love the marshes and the big
tides of the bay. It was lonely some
times in the long winters, but we
soon accustomed ourselves to thnt.
The worst was when the autumn
storms crime up the lav. for then
often the lakelands would be flooded,
and our cattle and sheep be in dan
ger. And sometimes there would be
(rrecks of good ships" he paused,
with a puzzled expression, then has
tily resumed:
"Hut one summer James fell sick.
I can't recall the year my memory
is not what it used to be. I am mueh
alone, sir. Hut James fell sick, and
I was hard pressed to bring him
around. He recovered at last, und
then I showed him a letter which had
come for him. It was from our fa
ther's lawyer, and it told us that fa
ther was dead, and Jamc, ns the
eldest son, should go home to settle
up the estate. Never a word of for
giveness, mark you, from him that
vas dead! He was a stern man. Now
this was a good thing for James,
meaning change of air and n long
sea voyage to put new life into him.
1 went with hi'iy ns far as Halifax,
wdiere he took the Cunard steamer.
"Yet sometimes now I wish he'd
never gone. He was sad at leaving
the farm. 1"
The speaker stopped and moved
restlessly in his chair. Suddenly he
turned to me and said:
"Von think he will return soon, do
you not V"
"Why, yes," T replied, somewhat
surprised by the rpiestion; "I don't
see why he shouldn't,"
Once more the old man gave his
peculiar, wistful glance. Then he
went over to the picture above the
mantelpiece.
"It fell down one night long ago,"
he said, as if to himself. "There was
a storm and 1 was n way somewhere
- I forget where. The rain was flood
ing the marshes and the wind was
howling up the bay. (iod help the
pour ships out that night! And when
I came home the picture was lying on
the I'mir." He ceased. There was a
long silence. Finally, he struck bis
forehead impatiently. "I cannot re
member what happened that night.
The storm and the darkness, ami
where was James? Hut it doesn't
matter now, for he's coming home
soon." . . . Another pause followed,
which lasted until 1 rose to leave.
fining down the garden path he
stopped and called at tent ion to his
flowers.
"I am getting all in order for
James' homecoming," he explained.
"He is f 1 i f bright flowers."
"I'll look ut for your brother in
the villag'." I rejoined. "I think I'd
recognize i im from the picture."
"I'm irrer iJillged to you for
your kir '.i ." replied my compan
ion. "Ti ' -: mes to hasten out, for
I've Ion.- I., n waiting for him!"
The village was only u few miles
" , and I soon arrived there. My
,iping place was a small hotel
vhich overlooked the head of the
bay. As 1 sat outside smoking In the
cool of the evening the landlord
joined me for the customary chat.
"Well," he began, "how fur did you
git to-day?"
I told him und then related my ex
perience, touching lightly on the eld
man's story.
"So he stopped you, did he?" said
the landlord, with a chuckle, "and
told you 'bout brother .lames? Well,
you ain't the fust, nor 'bout a thou
sand, that old Jarge Montague has
told the same story to."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"This is the how of it," answered
the landlord, tilting his chair into a
more comfortable position. "I was a
lad at the time, but I can remember
it all right. Him an' his brother come
out from England that's ull right.
All' then his brother got took sick
nn' went home when the old man
died that's all right. Hut now I'll
tell you what old Jarge didn't tell
you. Jnmcs Montague did come out
here ogain, but he warn't alive when
he landed. He landed from n wreck
with a hole busted in his skull."
Seeing my amazed look, the speaker
proceeded to explain.
"He come out to Halifax in a Cu
nard steamer; she was called the
Scotia, I guess one of them big jid
dle boats that used to run in the old
days. That was 'way buck in the six
ties. Then lie took pa ssage in a
schooner for tse village here. She
was called the Curlew. She got
'round safe, an' come up an' near
reached the head of the bay, when a
big storm an' high tide got her, nn'
she was wreckid ha'f a mile below
here an' every soul drovvnded. Old
Jarge he wasyoung .large then had
come into the village with a couple of
bosses fer himself an' his brother to
ride out to the house. The fust he
seen of his brother James was when
lie was washed ashore, with his head
ciit up ter'ble. Old Jarge didn.t say
nuthin'- jest seen about the berial,
and then shut himself up ill the big
house. That was thirty years ago.
Lately he's taken to stoppin' people
on the rond an' uskin' if they has seen
his brother James. We mostly lafTs
at him, but I guess it's kinder rought
on th' old feller."
I often saw the old man after this,
and he was invariably moving about
his garden, which seemed daily to
grow in beauty. He greeted me al
ways with the same wistful question,
and for pity of his loneliness I always
answered him kindly.
Hitherto the summer had been free
from bad weather. Day after day
the tun made glorious the wide
marshes and the surging tides of the
bay. At last, one sight late in Au
gust, I saw a huge wall of cloud blot
ting' out the atari to .the cruth and
west and went to bed with the cough
of rising- seind In my can. In the
morning the tmtUord W)Mfas$d
Iht storm would come in with the
tide. D 'spite his warning, however,
I set out for an afternoon ride along
the upland road.
The rond was so good and the air
so bracing thut I was many miles out
before 1 thought of turning. When I
! th? diihU v.a.A gathering down and
the huge marsh looked dim end lone
ly. The storm was coining in good
earnest, for down over the bay a
swift flame of lightning leaped forth,
followed by a growl of thunder.
With this there was the growing"
darkness und now and then a spatter
of rain. I fought steadily on, how
ever, and was half way home before
night shut in. Hut night brought
the full fury of the tempest. Soon
the lightning was my only guide. It
proved a safeguard, too, for while go
ing fast down hill a flash revealed a
fallen tree scarcely ten feet away. I
did not wait to see what would hap
pen, but slid off and rolled in the
mud, leaving the bicycle to Its fate.
Then I trudged manfully on afoot,
trundling my wrecked machine, while
the wind shrieked in my face and the
rain drenched me to the skin.
At last, far ahead, a light appeared.
Then another and another, until a
brilliant glow shone in the darkness,
und then, quite suddenly, I recognized
the outline of the house on the up
lands. Hut what was the reason of
this illnmination? There was a light
in every window. 1 hastened forward
und soon stumbled through the gate,
up the pathway to the front door,
where 1 knocked loud and long. It
was thrown open and my old friend
appeared, gazing eagerly at me.
"Why! Why!" he exclaimed. "It's
you! I thought it was James!" and
a look of deep disappointment came
over his face. "Have you seen him?"
"No," I answered, and the light fell
full on my soaked and muddy gar
ments. The old man gave a cry.
"I treat you ill!" he said. "Come in,
come in! and you can get dry, and
we can welcome James together, For
you do not sneer and laugh as the
others do." He drew me in and shut
the door. We went through the hall,
catching a glimpse of bright-lit par
lors as we passed, to the big kitchen
nt its farther end.
Here a huge fire blazed and I was
ipiiekly dry. The old man gave me
a hot drink from n brew which sim
mered beside the hearth. It put new
life into me.
"Is your brother really coming to
night?" I asked, determined to humor
him.
I "Yes, oh yes!" he cried tremulously.
"See, read this!" With shaking hands
lip unfolded a sheet of paper anil gave
it to me.
It was a letter, frayed and worn,
dated .1(1 years back. It said that J he
writer had arrived in Halifax by the
steamer Scotia, of the Cunard line,
and would come round by schooner,
avoiding the tedious conch journey.
I purpoxe to come round In the Curlew
prhooner, which sails within a week.
Have the house ready for me, OenrRp,
(i nil a Jorum of that Rood Punch you
used to mnke so well. I will drive nut
from the Village. And I shnll be rlsht
Klal to be Home ngiiln. Old Fellow, for
wo hail n roiiKh voyaue ncross.
I nm, dear George, Your Affect. Brnr.,
JAM KS.
So it concluded. The signature was
stained and blurred. And as I handed
back the letter and the old man fold
ed it so reverently nnd replaced it in
bis pocket, the pity of it all brought
tears to my own eyes. Hut my host
was looking ut me expectantly, so I
forced a smile and talked to him of
the returning one.
How the storm thundered outside!
I saw that it would be almost impos
sible to r-ach the village, and gladly
acpted the old man's proposal that
I should stay with him. "Eor," said
he, "it will be jileasnnt for James,
nnd I would like you to know him."
When my clothes were dry, we went
over to the house together. It was
ablaze with light. Wax candles were
placed in every window and the som
ber parlors were gay with old-fashioned
lamps.
"We brought them all out when we
came," explained the old jnan. "And
James will be glad when he sees the
lights shining to welcome him home."
"Hut will he come such a night as
this?" I said as a gust of wind shook
the house and jarred us where we
stood.
"Yes, oh, yes." The voire was very
weak. "They told me this afternoon
that the Curlew was in the bay, and
I know James is coming to-night!"
He went to a window. "Hark! Don't
you hear a horse?"
Hut it. was only a riiiu-squnll driv
ing along the road.
The wind gradually shifted, nnd
when we returned to the kitchen he
storm was thundering nt the front
door ami echoing in the hall. Sev
eral times it tore nt the entrance like
a living thing so like that I half
turned round, while my companion
started from his seat. Soon, how
ever, my fatigue began to overpower
me. Even the increasing nervousness
of the old man could not keep me
awake. I was rapidly Hearing the
borders of a slumber when the storm,
which had dropped for a moment to
titter silence, came roaring over the
marsh anew. It struck the house,
it hammered nt the door, nnd the
door Hew open with n crash.
The old man sprang up and start
ed out into the hall; then, uttering
a low cry of "James! Welcome home
nt last!" he rushed from room to
room. And upon the moment a gi
nnt blast swept through the house;
instantly all was in darkness. I felt
my way cautiously along the hall
until 1 stumbled over something on
the rain-lashed threshold.
It was the old man. 1 carried him
into the kitchen und lit a candle. He
luy very still, with a smile upon his
face I had never seen him smile be
fore. And when morning came I was
glad that be could not wake to nee
his bright garden ruined by the
toriu. N. Y. Independent.
To Cure a Cold in One Day
Take Laxative Droino UininC Tablets. ! Vjb
Seven MBBon boxes sold in post 12 months. Tfch aiatTf?.
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A south pole expedition is the proper
thing. The north pole is worn tl.read-
. , bare. Even if it
The orIh aad ,
is found it will be
the Soath I'olea. , ...
a chestnut. It lias
been -talked to death. The south pole
is something of a dark I i rse. We shall
hereafter give our mil. en nee to the
south pole. It is just us good a pole as
the other and there is no reason on
earth why its nnlipi t!al rival i-lioiild
monopolize all thelory and newspa
per advertising. A pole is a pole, and
this" earth could no more revolve with
out the southern one than the north
ern one. The north pole, of course,
says -the St. Louis (ilobe-Dcniocrat, got
the start among writers and they have
kept talking about it until some of us
are neorly bored to uth. We think
the north pole is greatly overrated.
When it is disvovered, mark our word,
it will be found to be a very ordinary
object. The earth is slightly flattened
at the poles, say geographers, and
there has been such a stream of travel
over he territory near the north jmle
that it is now prob'ably a great deal
more flattened than the other and not
near us serviceable or sightly a pole.
Any fastidious person would prefer a
pristine pole one from which the
bloom has not been rubbed, one that
has not been coquetted with by man
from immemorial time. A pole that is
surrounded by primeval icebergs that
are not speckled thick with cans of
tomatoes, broken sledges, broken
promises, skins of Eskimo dogs, frozen
toes' and frozen profanity left behind
by previous polar picnic parties is by
far the more charming. The north
pole must, look like the vicinity of the
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A Mere Trifle.
Old. Lady Dear me, showman, I'm
afraid these animals are still very
savage. I see your fuce is terribly
scarred.
Wild llenst Trainer Yes, mum
but that's on account of a few words
T litiil Inst tiiirtif with the missus..
owstojie geysers, the Yosemite val- Si.,l)rr
lev. Mount Washington and Coney Is-1
la nil by this tiAc,"wljen we consider 'I he
vast nuAU)fiif excursions that hav e
taken placeMo it nnd the debris they
,iave left behind. It is getting'too com
mon. Nature there must have lost the
unsophisticated face it wore when Dr.
l'ranklin first sailed those sens. If you
want to avoid the orowd go to the
in
south pole.
Motorman Lome ' ilaeadam, on a
New York street car, said to a pas-
, , senger, Willinni T.
Ilecoitnised "... ,
Stewart, when be
Slu.lenI Voice. trie(j tQ gtan(j on
the front piatiorm: 1011 must get Denerte Hemedles,
inside," andjthe result is thnt Motor- Li Professor How do you feet about
7i :.. '..... 7i7; .T.TTTr, riiTl.T.. ftVXT..." 'i w... i. ail m i l ..
man Macadam is now taking lessons in
a school of opera at the instigation
nnd solicitation of Mr. Stewart. Mr.
Stewart recognized in the mellow and
resonant tones with which those four
words were spoken that their owner
Ii ud a magical voice, and, though lie
got inside, be took the motorman's
number; not for the usual purpose of
writing an unpleasant letter to the
company, but to bring about a further
acquaintance. This is probably the
first time on record thut a motortnun
has been rewarded through nmking a
passenger obey the rules. Usually,
observes the St. Louis Globe-Democrat,
such a beginning is followed by a high
keyed controversy in which both
voices range through the lower, mid
dle and higher registers without any
thing musical or liarmonii.iH being
observed by either disputar.t or the
other passengers. If there is any tim
bre at all recognizable it is splintery
nnd. unsatisfactory. The incident
serves to point out that every man who
earnestly and honestly strives to do
bis duty will be requited. Motorman
Macadam only sought to compel his
benefactor to get inside; and now he
is on the high road to being a famous
opera singer. Moral, tell everybody
to get inside and see what will happen.
True to its regular formula of hospi
tality, saj9 Koswell Field, in the Post,
Chicago welcomed Young Hear and his
13 companions to the stockyards and
showed them specimens of the white
man's skill which made the Custer mas
sacre and the Modoc outbreak look
like a snow fight. They returned
cowed and disheartened. Nothing will
keep down an Indian outbreak so suc
cessfully as an introduction to civiliza
tion's cxpertness in killing.
An Italian cruiser captured two Ven
ezuelan vessels and secured ninny thou
sand bolivars. The circumstance that
money is named after the liberator,
(len. llolivar, is a reminder that al
though various things, from a state
down to a pie, are called after the
Father of his Country, the L'nited
States mint does not coin "washing-tons."
The indiscriminate use of headache
powders, all of which contain more or
less ncctanilid, has in a number of
instances caused marked evidences of
nnilin poisoning, and more than one
death has been reported as a result
of these preparations.
The city council of Voreester, Mass.,
recently passed an ordinance raising
Mayor Fletcher's salary from $3,500 to
$4,000. Ills honor retocd the measure,
giving aa his reason bis belief that pub
lic duty should not be a matter of dol
lars and cents.
Had Tried Them All. '
"lie tells me that he believes
experimental religion."
"I reckon he does. During the last
ten years he has belonged to a doen
denominations, including Theosophy,
Spiritualism, Mormonism and the Sal
vation Armv." N. Y. Time?.
Snme Thlnv.
"O! No, a box party does not mean
a pugilist."
"No?"
"No. A box party is usually noth
ing more than a talking match."
"Well, flint's suggestive of pugi
lists." Philadelphia Tress.
all this "New TBoughfT
phemia?
Miss Kuphemin Oh, professor! It
is enough to drive one to religion.
I'uek.
Amatenr.
Mrs. John I can't see any sense in
the way that young couple across
the hall qunrrel!
Mr. John (live them time, my denr
they'll do it better when they have
been married longer. Brooklyn Life.
Objeet of SympatBy.
Mrs. Von lilumer Oh I'm so glad
you've come! I've just had an awful
fight with the cook.
Von Blumer What do you want mo
to do go out and sympathize with
her? N.Y. Herald.
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the holidays, so as to m
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coit before Christinas at a
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customers when tlicv M
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Special bargains in UdK
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Three doors east of the Muki
Smart Bora la Boatoa.
Teacher You say that heat x
pand and cold contracts most sub
stances. Give an illustration, please.
Smart Pupil We have the longest
days in summer and the shortest in
winter. HosUm Transcript.
Cat Him.
Fred She refused to listen to my
suit, but I stood around in hopes
that something would turn up.
Tom Did anything turn up?
Fred Yes, her nose. Chicago
Daily News.
Condition Bevexaed.
Kidder The proverb, "every dog
has it's day," doesn't go in Algiers.
Kasly Why?
Kidder For the very good reason
that there every dey has his dog.
N. V. Times.
All In Ills roHMilou.
"You'd better go to the city whar'
the money is," said the old man.
"I've been livin' here all my life, an'
I ain't got notion' but cotton nn' con
tentment." Atlanta Constitution.
Am Explained.
Jaggs I take u little whisky
and then as. a medicine.
now
Xnggs Yes, .f 'Pffflrse. Your wife
told me yoiLjindn't seen a well day
for years. Chicago Daily News.
Kiinallr Tough.
Landlady M'hite or dark meat?
lloarder ft-Vd'sesn't matter; I'm
color blind! N. Y. Times.
Java Why.
"I don't believe he and his wife care
much for each other."
"Why, they always act loving."
"That's why." Philadelphia Bulle
tin. A Hard Job.
Doctor Y'our digestion is utterly
ruined. What have you been doing?
Patient I'm the man they try new
dishes on at the cooking school Chi
cago American.
Equal Honors.
Fannier My big sister Is coming out
this evening.
Katie Dat'a not'ing. Me big brud
der is com in' out to-night, too. lie
was up fer six month. N. Y. Time.
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