THE UNDISCOVERED COUNTRY. Could ws but know The land that ends our dark, uncertain travel. Where lie those happier hills and meadow) low- Ah, If beyond the eptrit'i inmost cavil, Aught of that country could we surely know, Who would not go! Might we but hear The hovering angel's high imngined chorus. Or catch, betimes, wilh wakeful eyes and clear, One radiant vista of the realm before us With one rapt moment given to see and bear, Ah, who would fear? Were we quite sure To find the peerless friend who left us lonely, Or there, by some celestial stream ns pure, To gaze in eyes that here were lovelit only This weary mortnl coil, were we quite sure, Who would endure? Edmund C. Stedman 0 Whv Jennv A 4 By DAVID "Hae yo heard that Jenny Ran ome has run away frae Hill o' Calrnle?" Inquired Sammy Rold, the Broomferry postman, an he handed two lettera to Miss Caroline Gentles t her house In the Droad Wynd of Broomferry. "What for has she run away from Calrnle, Sammy?" Inquired the old Bchool-mlstress with an anxious air. Her letters were Important, but her attention was diverted from them to the piece of disquieting news Sam my had delivered at every house he bad stopped at on the way down. He scratched his head, and shot cut his underllp, while his one good ye gleamed under his shaggy brows. "I should say, Miss Gentles, that she ran away because she had enough o'd. In a general way that's what ' gars folk rln awav; frae onytblng in this world." But Miss Gentles was not reas sured, nor indeed much enlightened. "Jenny's no a'body's money, ye ken, Miss Gentles, but when she's wl' the rlcht folk she's a dell to work, and she has a wey wl' her; oh, yes, she has a wey. But she needs guldlnV Now these words smote Miss Gen tles In a vulnerable spot. It was borne In upon her that she might have done more In the way of guid ing the orphan girl who had once been her most brilliant pupil. Had she but persisted In her desire to offer her a place In her own quiet household as companion under the supervision ot her trusted maid, SuBan Bell, Jenny might have gone forth to the battle of life better equipped. But the two elderly women had shrunk with a very natural shrink ing from introducing such a disturb ing element Into their quiet lives, and Miss Gentles had contented her self with procuring various places (or Jenny, none of which had proved to be the right niche. "When did it happen, Samuel, and do they know where she. has gone?" "It happened yesterday, and they dlnna ken whaur she haB gone, and as far as I could see they dlnna care. But the cook drapptt a hint. She said that it was on account of the Captain's nephew that has been stop pin' at Hill o' Calrnle nines Christ mas." "Thank you, Sammy," said Miss Gentles. She re-entered the house, read her letters, which were satisfac tory, then after a brief colloquy with Eusan Bell she dressed herself in readlneBg for a walk. It was a bright winter morning, with a slight pow dering of snow lying on the frozen ground, a blue Bky overhead, and a brilliant sun which made the exer cise of walking ideal. Miss Gentles bad two and a half miles In front of her, but footed it briskly, and reached her destination between eleven and twelve, lust when the sun was at its brightest and the day in full glory. Miss Gentles was conscious of a sharp sense of discomfort and appre hension as she approached the long bare house on the windy hill of Calr nle, and it was only a strong concep tion of duty which gave her courage to go on. Her inquiry for Mrs. Hill Btoner was met by a dubious shako of the head on the part ot the man servant. "She's not downstairs yet, madam, but if the Captain will do' "The Captain will do, thank you. Please to- tell him that Miss Gentles, from Broomferry, would like to speak to him for a few minutes." The man ushered her into a small study, where Miss Gentles was left to recover herself. The walk had heightened her color, and her sweet cameo-like face was wonderfully at tractive, with its becoming frame of soft, white hair, and Its kind ilium' Inating eyes. Miss Gentles, however, wag not at all concerned with her appearance, and when the Captain, a somewhat Bluff, nerce-loaking individual, en tered the room, she rose with a little nervous flutter. "I must apologize, Ca'ptaln Sto tor," she said quickly. "It is a tnatter which perhaps concerns Mrs. Btonor more nearly, hut I am in formed that she has not yet come downstairs, and as I have bad a long Talk I ventured to ask you." "Quite right. Miss Gentles. My wife is up, but not ready for visitors yet. Fact is she's had an upset in her household, and one ot them's run away.. "Yet, it is that I have come about, Captain Stonor, the little girl Jenny Ransome, who came to Mrs. Stonor K few months ago as useful he.rp." The Captain smiled grimly. "Whoever recommended her, Miss Gentles, didn't do us a good turn" "Why, It was I who recommended her. Captain. Jenny was the very brightest pupil I ever had through Ran Awav 0 - A LYALL. my hands, and she only wanted a little guiding." The Captain nodded. "Precisely, but Hill o' Calrnle was hardly the place for a lassie that needed guiding. I'm afraid we need It ourselves. But we needn't beat about the bush. My nephew, or rather my wife's nephew, has been here since Christmas, and he fell in love with the girl. All the trouble has been about that." "Jenny couldn't help that, Cap tain," said Miss Gentles spiritedly. "And it was surely the young gen tleman's part to keep away from a young girl who bad the protection of his aunt's house." "Admirable sentiment, dear lady, but vulgarly speaking, it won't wash," observed the Captain grimly. "I'm not saying anything against the girl. I may tell you honestly I liked her, she was a sunbeam in the house; I've never known a more will ing creature, and I don't blame the lad. But, of course, his aunt was furious, and spoke very sharp words to the girl, so that she ran away left all her things here, too. I sup pose she has gone home." "She hasn't any. home, Captain Stonor. She came direct from her last place at Briars Manse to you, and I want to know where she is now " & Mint (From the Chicago Tribune) THE MIISLE HOftSE A farmer, plowing with three horses hitched ahreaBt, noticed that the middle horse became tired and exhausted long before either of its mates. As the animal was the equal in every way ot the other two, he was puzzled as to the cause ot its not being able to Btand the same amount of work. He finally observed, however, that as they drew the plow along, the three horses held their noses close together, and with the result that the middle horse was compelled to breathe the expired air from its fellows. The farmer then procured a long "Jockey" stick, which he fastened with straps to the bits of the outside horses. The device worked per fectly; for, given Its rightful share of good, fresh air, the middle horse was able to do the same amount of work and with no greater fatigue than its fellows. Many persons are like the middle horse; they do not get their rightful share of fresh, pure air. And this Is why they are not able to perform as much work nor of as good a quality as they would otherwise be able to do The Captain shook his head per plexedly. "I'm sorry I can't give you the in formation, because I don't . possess it." "Your nephew is here still. Could you ask him? If he has been so deeply interested in her he probably knows where she has gone." "You may take my word tor it that he doesn't know. He's very much upset about it, and there have been several scenes between him and his aunt. I keep outside of it all, but I liked the little girl, and I'm sorry this has happened. Who Is she any how, Miss Gentles?" "Her father was the doctor at Port- na ferry, and died when she was very young, leaving her without a mother, and almost penniless. She drifted to Broomferry somehow, and several have had a hand in her upbringing. She was at my school for four years; Just before she went to Briars Manse." "And she hasn't been seen about Broomlerry since yesterday, you say?" "No, I'm very anxious about her." "I shouldn't like any barm to come to the lassie, Miss Gentles, but what are we to do?" "I'll go back and speak to the Ser geant; Jenny had a very passionate. hasty temper, but I hope she would not do any harm to herself. "Oh, bless me, no; that would be an awful thing. Don't suggest it, Miss Gentles. If you'll sit down for ten minutes or so I'll get a .horse .put in and drive down with you." Every inquiry was made in Broom ferry and surrounding district, but nothing more was heard of Jenny Ransoms tor many a day. Perhaps the one who had the most uneasy mind over it was Miss Gentles. She tell ill after a time, with an illness so serious that a trained nurse had to be fetched from Glasgow to look after her, which was naturally a sore dispensation on Susan Boll. But when Bhe opened the door to admit the purse Bhe gave a little cry, and a light shone over all her rugged face. "Jenny Ransome, as I'm a living woman-!" Yes, Susan; I hoped yon wouldn't recognize me, and I only came be cause I wanted so much to see dear Miss Gentles again. Promise me you won't teU a living soul in Broomferry I'm here.": Susan promised blithely enough, nd a delightsome month ensued in the old house in the Broad Wynd where Miss Gentles was slowly nursed back to health and strength by the moBt winsome nurse that had ever made sunshine in a sickroom. One day In the last week of the month, during which the secret of Jenny RanBome's return to Broom ferry had been secretly guarded, a carriage drove up In hot haste to Miss Gentle's house and a footman delivered a peremptory messago to Susan Bell. There had been an acci dent he told her, and be was bidden to bring Miss Gentles' nurse without fall to Hill o' Calrnle, and to take no denial. He produced a note from his mistress to that effect, which Susan Bell carried to the dining room, where her mistress and the nurse were at that moment having tea togother. A hurried discussion took place, Jenny demurring. But something stronger than her wish and will seemed to settle the question, and In less than ten minutes' time Jenny's bag was on the box and herself In side the carriage, and the fleet horses covering the distance to Hill o' Calr nle. 'And Jenny Ransoms came no more to the Broad Wynd of Broom ferry, save as an occasional and well beloved visitor from the bleak house on the windy Hill o Calrnle. Next day when Doctor Cuthlll came to pay bis usual visit to Miss Gentles there was an air of quiet sat isfaction about him, a little twinkle in his eyes which spoke volumes. "Tell me about Jenny, Doctor," Bald Miss Gentles, without a mo ment's preliminary. "Wsb it you that got her taken to Calrnle?" "Yes, and the best day's work ever I did. The Captain had an accident with bis gun yesterday, and for a man of hlB age it might be serious. There was no time to lose, and I wanted Bomebody to help me." "What did Mrs. Stonor say when she saw Jenny?" "She didn't recognize her, my woman. Her sight is not so very good, and she's fallen desperately in love with her. We that's looking on will see all the fun." "But is it quite honest, Doctor?" inquired Miss Gentles gravely. "Mrs. Stonor might have cause to be very angry if she knew." "I'll risk it, and the nephew has been telegraphed for, and will be here the morn for the firBt time since Jenny left Hill o' Calrnle; and I heard it from Mrs. Stonor's lips this morning that their hearts have been sore about the breach, and that she regrets what she did about the las sie, for the young man has never forgotten her, and his aunt says never will." "It's wonderful, but she's a dear lasBle, Doctor, and fit for any Stonor among them." "Just what I thought, Miss Gen tles. I'll come in every day on my way back from Hill o' Calrnle, and charge you nothing for reporting Jenny day by day." Miss Gentles laughed, and they parted good friends, as they had been all their lives. He was as good as his word, and one day a week later he brought Jenny herself to the Broad Wynd on the front seat of the dog-cart "Here's the lassie to account for herself. Oh, there's been bonnle on gauns at Calrnle, I promise ye, Mies Gentles. It's time ye had her in hand again." He only waited to let her alight, and she ran in, and with laughter and tears flung herself on the kind breast of her old friend. "Oh, everybody's so kind, and I'm so happy; and I don't deserve it all," Bhe cried breathlessly. , "Deserve what, my lassie?" "Oh, everything; the Captain has been making his will this morning all over again, and it includes me, and and I'm not coming back any more to Broomferry, dear M!as Caro line. Hubert is going abroad with his regiment immediately after we are married, and I'm to stop at Calr nle till he comes back. "And Mrs. Stonor?" "It was she who made the arrange ment; oh, it .is all very wonderful," said the girl, with a quiver in her voice. "I have often thought there could not be a God who cared about folks, but but now I know." Scot tish American. On a One Night Stand. The barnstormer was ' playing "Richard the Third." "A horse, a horse; my kingdom for a horse!" he rtfared. "If we quit naow ye'll be able to ketch thfTlen-thutty trolley," came a tired voice from the gallery. Har per's Weekly. IN THE FOREGROUND. I ';, Al if .$ S I f i 4 D, , V. w all i . CANADA'S PERFECT GENTLEMAN. Sir Wilfrid Laurler, Prime Minister of the Dominion, embodies the courtesy of a French gentleman of the old school with the capacity to man age men without which be would never have become leader of the Liberals In the greatest community now ranking as a British colony. Automatic Fire Kindler. Who shall be first out of bed in the tnornlng to shut up the kitchen fire? This knotty problem has caused in numerable family squabbles between wife and husband. Each Insists that the other shall do it, while both de sire to take another wink before aris ing, especially if the thermometer hovers around the zero mark. Both can now be relieved of this disagree able but nevertheless essehtlal task by equipping the range with an auto matic apparatus invented and patent ed by a Texas man. The construction and operation of this apparatus Is shown in the accompanying Illustra tion. It is conected to a small clock, the latter being set to the hour when it Is desired to bring up the fire. At the prearranged moment a spring re leases a balance weight, pulling a chain attached to the lever controlling the draft. The latter Is thus opened, causing the fire to come up and be ready for cooking when the hmsewlfe reaches the kitchen. The apparatus Is also arran(,d to kindle a new fire should such be wanted. A number ot matches are, secured to a plate in front of the open grate. When the lever Is released the matches are caused to Ignite, the flame reaching the paper in position In the range. TJnlucky Sport. A well known London physician was invited out to the country for some shooting, but, although he tried several times he could not hit a single rabbit. "I'm very unlucky," he exclaimed. "I've Wiled nothing all day." "Never mind," said his host; "write the rabbits one of your pre- cripy-as." eT l i. W- 1 ' ' -a Sri SUPPOSED TO BE THE LARGEST GRIZZLY EVER SHOT IN BRITISH COLUMBIA. From the World's Work. Ilti-d Put Out Man's Eye. A peculiar and serious accident happened to Ret Strewn, a young man living northeast of this place, last night. With his wife be hitf been to the horse of a neighbor, and on re turning home about 8 o'clock a bird flew in his face, striking hla eye. The bird's bill passed entirely through the eyeball, totally destroy ing the sight. It Is thought that it was atracted by the lantern carried by Strawn, and when in close contact with the man was blinded. He did not capture the bird, but thinks it was a whlppoorwtll. Loogootee Cor respondence Indianapolis News. Convenient For Ilural Postman. A man In Alabama has earned the gratitude of the postmen ot the rural free delivery system by Inventing a letter-box support which obviates the necessity of their leaving their wagons at every bouse. This not only saves the postman an hour or two a day and a great deal of trouble, but enables him to cover a larger ter ritory. The contrivance is simply a letter-box mounted on a pair of lazy tong levers, the other end of which la to be fastened to a post along the roadside. When the farmer gets his mall he extends the tongs to their full length so that the box Is within reaeh of the postman's wagon. The latter drops the mail Into it, and gives it a push which sends It back to the post again. The Dutch will celebrate the cen tenary of the re-establishment of na tional independence by a world's fair at The Hague in 1913. Ski a ir3 'fo x-7.r -iv All Who Would Enfoy good health, with its blessings, must un derstand, quite clearly, that it involves the question of right living with all the tena implies. Wilh proper knowledge of what Is best, each hour of recreation, of enjoy, raent, of contemplation and of effort may be made to contribute to living aright. Then the use of medicines may be die pensed with to advantage, but under on dinary conditions in many instances t simple, wholesome remedy may be invalu able if taken at the proper time and the California Fig Syrup Co. holds that it is alike important to present the subject truthfully and to supply the one perfect laxative to those desiring it. Consequently, the Company's Syrup of Figs and Elixir of Senna gives general satisfaction. To get its beneficial effects buy the genuine, manufactured by the California Fig Syrup Co. only, and for sale by all leading druggists. People must (jive the Dowels help. Your choice must lie be tween harsh physic and candy Cascarets. Harshness makes the bowels callous, so you need Increasing doses. Cascarets do ust as much, but In a gentle way. Vesi-tocket-box. 10 cents-' drnr-slores. 89 Back ubM ot Ih. cennla Is m.rkwl C C C. . DAISY FLY KILLER ttl'StizZ, Ma. tirtx, eJeu, orrwmcTiUI, ooa Tssnrnui. oosjap. Mao or osttmot) rolll over, will not or tnjrtra ngy thin Guarajt tl fffnrtlT. f rileValrn ft MbV prafsaid fortfto. feUKULV BUMElu, lfu Iftkalb An. Bnafclva,!.!, A Blue Rose Possible. It is by no means Improbable that some day an enterprising rose grower may succeed In presenting the world with a blue rose. Not many years ago the Idea of a green rose would have been ridiculed, yet today there Is such a rose to offset the ancient blue., which we have not os yet. That It will come In time, we may be sure. For more than half a century flower growers have been seeking to create a black rose. In this there lias thus far been only partial success, one for eign florist having obtained a rose so deep a crimson as to appear black In ordinary lights, but revealing the crimson heart when closely examined. This result the florist obtained, first, by jselectlng the darkest roses as breeders, and, second, by the use of Iron filings in the soil. Suburban Life. 25 A Nobis Love. "Is the contract of dower property drawn up, signed and witnessed?" asked the count ot Castle-on-the-Bura. "Yes," sighed Gladys Golden. "There are no loopholes through, which your wise lawyers of Philadel phia might creep?" "Not a loophole," said the fair Gladys. "And your father's holdings in Amalgamated Whalebone, American Cheese and Macaroni and Tin Soup plate 6s have not been affected by the recent depression?" "No, dearest," answered Miss Golden, firmly. "Then I love you," said the noble count; and two fond hearts beat as one. Puck. OYER THE FENCE Neighbor Says Something. The front yard fence is a famoue council place on pleasant days. May be to chat with some one along the street, or fqr friendly gossip with next door neighbor. Sometimes It is only small talk, but other times neighbor has something really good to offer. An old resident of Balrd, Texas, got some mighty good advice this way once. He says: " Drinking coffee left mo nearly dead with dyspepsia, kidney disease and bowel trouble, with constant pains In my stomach, back and side, and so weak I could scarcely walk. "One day I was chatting with one ot my neighbors about my trouble and told ber I believed coffee hurt me. Neighbor said she knew lots of people to whom coffee was poison and she pleaded With me to quit it and give Postom a trial. I did not take her advice right away, but tried a change of climate, which did not do me any good. Then I dropped coffee and took up Poet am. "My improvement began immedi ately and I sot better every day I need Posts m. "My bowels became regular and in two weeks all my pains were gone. Now I am wefl and strong and can eat anything I want to without dis tress. AH of this is due to my hav ing quit coffee, and to the use of Postum regularly. "My son, who was troubled with Indigestion, thought that if Postum helped me so, it might help him. It did. too, and he is now well and strong again. "We like Poet am as well as we ever liked the coffee and use ft alto gether in my family in place of eoffee and all keep well." "There's a Rea son.'' Read "The Road to Wellr vUle," la piga. Ever read the above letter? A one appears from ttnie to time. They are genuine, true, and full of bnmasi Interest. L - 1
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