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more resnrfl for my appearnnre."
"I never thought about you appear
Bnre at all," was the major's blunt an
swer. "And I suppone It doesn't much,
matter of course you'll go bom
now?"
"Not at onte. I don't want to spoil
Walter's evening."
The major bent his brows.
"Was It for his pleasure you cam
here to-night?"
Eve sprang at once to nrms.
"For my own, I'm afraid principal
ly. I love dancing. I'm a perfect child
where a bull is In question. Hy the
way, Tom, you undervalue your pow
ers. I ll give you the third and the
fifth nt Ijidy Holmwood's to-morrow If
you like."
"You mean to go to another dance to
morrow?" said Kverard, appalled.
"Most certainly; why not?"
"Why not?" Everard's tone was more
than half angry now. "Because you are
totiilly unfit for this life of hurry and
fatigue and excitement. You look ill;
you are 111 we have just had abundant
proof of that. If you go on 1n this
fashion, you will do yourself some seri
ous mischief. What haa come over
you? When you were a young girl In
your first season, you could give up
parties philosophically enough. And
now now "
"Now that I am old enough to know
better. I will not forego a single even
lug's amuse incut, you would say?" Eve
had grown very white again; her Hps
were quivering. "Even so, sage moral
ist. You sep. I'm painfully conscious
that, being so old. I shall have few
more opportunities of dancing, and
must needs make the most of those
that remain."
"Even at the risk of killing your
self?" "Have you never heard of a short life
and a merry one? You needn't trouble
yourself to assume that disapproving
air. sir. I don't mean to sink into an
aged invalid before necessity compels
nie. just to gratify prudent persons
like yourself!"
In such an airy fashion did she bear
down his arguments being, indeed, for
the moment really gay, since had not
this business of "the attack" she
never gave it any more definite name
tided her safely over those terrible
blank spaces? She insisted on return
ing to mingle at once with the crowd;
anil when Hetty, an hour later, ven
tured a low-voiced remonstrance,
grounded on her friend's air of sup
pressed suffering, she was repulsed
with:
"My dear, it's not civil to tell people
they are too ugly to be abroad. If I
had a cough which disturbed the com
pany's peace of mind. I would retire at
once." ( "Thank heaven! my ailmen s
have never taken such tangible form!"
she thought to herself.) "lint in this
free country I presume a woman may
be permitted to look as ill as she likes."
When Major Everard stepped out of
his hansom at Lady Holmwood's door
the following evening, he felt certain
miserably certain of finding Eve
among her guests. There had been
strong and serious purpose underlying
his cousin's light speech. Something
very far removed from reckless love of
pleasure was driving her remorseless
ly upon this suicidal course which he,
and every other human being save one,
stood powerless td arrest.
Dance music was sounding as he
crossed the hall: but just as he reach- j
ed the foot of the staircase it ceased,
sharp, suddenly, in the middle of a bar.
And his first sight of the ballroom on
the upper floor showed him no array of
ordeied couples, but a veritable mob of t
black-coated men and bare-necked, be-
Jeweled women pressing toward a door- t
way at the further end, with subdued
exclamations of:
"She's dead!" "No, no It's only a
fainting fit!" "Heart, I suppose: she
looked appalling ill at Preston House
last night." "Is her husband here?"
"Not yet; coming on later." "Someone
ought to send for him."
With scant ceremony Tom Everard
elbowed his way through the swaying,
murmuring throng Into the little room
draped and shaded to a soft gloom
for "sitters out" where, on a heap of
cushions, Eve Allonby lay white and
motionless. An elderly man, a great j
physician who had brought his daugh
ters to the ball bent over her, holding
her left wrist in his fingers. Lady
Holmwond, pale and shaking, was at
the head of the couch; at the foot knelt
Hetty, crying helplessly. I
As Everard, walking like a man In a !
dream, came close to the group, the
elderly man drew back, with an omin
ous shake of his gray head; and the
still figure on the cushio.-s, stirring
slightly, opened its eyes. Stooping in
his turn, the major caught the old, piti
ful whisper:
"It's nothing overtired. I shall be '
better presently." i
A pause followed a moment long as
an hour to the man whose heart seem
ed to stand still in breathless waiting.
Then the pale lips moved again for
the last time:
"Don't let my husband know!"
"Poor thing, she courted her fate!
Her folly was positively criminal. She
knew from Dr. Carmichael whom it
seems she had consulted without tell
ing any of us that her heart was all
wrong. And yet on the day of her
death she rode in the park, went to
Snndown with her husband, and dined
out somewhere before coming on to
tho Holmwood dance! Of course one
feels immensely for him; but it's diffi
cult to he very sorry for a woman
who deliberately threw away her life
for the sake of a few parties."
This is Mrs. Cottereli's verdict-
enerally allowed to he Just by the ma
lty of Eve Allonby's acquaintance.
;',y himself, while missing his
erribly. cannot altogether fihut
"yes to the recklessness of the be
or which deprived him of her; in
. too. a recognition of her folly has
e something to soften the edge of
if. There are, however, a few
ft-hearred persons among them Ma
jr Everard and little Betty who, all
er errors notwithstanding, find it
;isy to mourn poor Eve. And theie
;ive thut "folly." rightly condemned
of their less indulgent fellows anothur
and a gentler name. The Argosy.
"Mr. IIIcrh. ciin (ret off this after
noun'; My sramlinotlier'a dt'inl."
"Yes, you may ro; tint tell your
trraudinotlier that she will Imperil your
nnancinl welfare If she dies any more
this summer." Chicago Itecord.
"To the pure all tliitiL's are pure
Ah, this is true no more.
Tor the pure Rt't left an others do
When thev tnekle Ihe jrmti'ry store.
C:..- Tlmi'S U tit u M
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(vsRemedy
The one sure cure for .
The Sidneys. liver and Blood
1 STILL WAITING
.The Old t,ady Hud Watched For Him
I Over a Year.
She sits in the ccrner by the green
tove and waits fer him. She has
waited for over a yar, and he baa not
yet come.
A year Is s long to old age as It Is
to childhood. Th sun filters green
through the geraniums in the window,
and rests on her, but It cannot warm
her, says the Westminister Budget.
Her bones are col4 with the chill of
time. On her Up, twined about her
knobby hands, lies her rosary of
coarse wooden beads strung on a brass
chain.
From time to time her fingers move,
and her violet lips stir silently. She
's praying that h may ceme.
And the spring, with Its blossomy
plumbough. and the summer, with its
green, purple-globed gloom, slide by.
She watches the window and won
ders. Then the cold bluf of the square of
sky is scratched across by bare black
houghs, and autumn is hers.
They pile the stove full of wood, and
the air quivers dizzily about it. The
plum tree Is streaked with snow, the
window shrinks whitely to half Its
size. It Is winter, and still he tar
ries. The sweat stands on the fsces of her
sons as they sit In the tight-closed
room evenings, but she shivers tinder
the feather bed they have heaped about
her. It is cold.
The priest comes and shouts at her
that Ood is good, that Bbe must be pa
tient. Then she answers chatteringly: "Ja,
Ja. Der lleber Gott der lieber Oott"
she can get no further. She is eighty-three
years old. She has lived her
life. Is this a prologue? Or an epi
logue? They are kind to her. Her grand
sons carry her to and from her bed, and
one of her granddaughters feeds her
and wipes her chin.
They do their duty. But Linchen Is
engaged to the blacksmith's Emll, snd
they are waiting, as well as she, for
his coming. Will be never come?
One day she grows impatient. "I
want to go," she cried to the priest. "I
have waited long enough. Ood has
forgotten me."
"The dear God never forgets."
"I am only a poor peasant woman.
ind he has forgotten me," she Insists
ibstinatelv.
"Hii3i!"
She pushfs away the feather bed
and sits up suddenly. "1 am an old
woman and you are a boy. I tell you,
he has forgotten me."
Then she cries bitterly and begs his
pardon.
He quiets her and goes out Into the
cold stillness of the December day. He
wonders, too.
That night she cries out In her sleep
She thinks her baby wants her, and
that she cannot go to him.
Her baby, a gaunt man of fifty,
conies In and sits by her.
"Na, mutter, sel ruhig." he says.
Then she cries and explains to him that
she can wait no longer. She must go
"Ja, Ja, you shall go. Only a little
patience."
The next morning she refuses to eat,
and prays for the souls of her chil
dren now in Purgatory. That night
the wind comes up and the window rat
tles frantically in its socket. She does
not call any one all night.
In the morning they go In to see her.
She is lying with her mouth open, her
eyes half closed. The sun falls on her
yellow face.
Her daughter crosses herself.
man die Mutter " she
"Peace be to her soul."
Then the half closed eyes
"Morge1."
She Is still waiting.
"Her-
began,
open.
No Mistaking the Mnn.
Charles Dickene delighted to tell
stories of John Forster, tho writer and
editor, with whom he was much as
sociated. Mr. Forster had so peremn
tory and decisive . manner that It Im
pressed all who came In contact With
him. His servants were kept In per
feet and almost abject submission to
his wishes, and yet he showed many
Kindnesses to them, and they were
greatly attached to him.
The story runs that on one occasion
cabman called at the printing office
ind was unable to give the name of the
person who had ordered him to come
at a certain hour, without fail.
The office porter asked for a de
scription of his fare, and the cabman
etated that he was "a stout gentle
man." To this the porter replied that
there were several stout gentlemen in
the office and inquired whether this
one was tall or short.
"I don't know which you'd call him."
returned the cabman. "I didn't take
special notice; but there can't be two
like him; he's that there harbitrary
cove!"
The porter summoned Mr. Forster
without hesitation, and found he had
made no mistake. When the story
leaked out nobody enjoyed it more
than the "harbitrary cove" himself.
Youths Companion.
Manufacturing a Snowy Road.
"I w did you paint the snowy road
In your picture of 'Napoleon In 18H'?"i
I asked Meissonier. He picked out'
from under the table a low platform,
about a metre and a half square, and
said:
"On thlB I prepared all that was re
quired snow, mud and ruts. I knead
ed the clay and pushed across it this
piece of cannon several times, up and
down. With a shod hoof I then press
ed the marks of the horses' feet; I
strewed flour over It, pushed the can
ton across again, and continued to do
so until I obtained the semblance of a
real road. Then I salted it, and the
road was ready."
"What did you salt ' for?"
"To get the brilliancy of the snow.
Why do you smile? How else could
you do it?"
"It was very Ingenious," I answered,
"Jevous fais mes compliments. But,
If I had been you, I should have gone
to Russia, where nearly every road
is dug up In the way you represented,
and Bhould have painted a study from
nature.
"Yes! But noi autrei Parisians da
not move about ao eaaily." The Con
temporary. Saury Boya.
Saucy bova are not always those that
are allowed to linger th longest at
desai l lioston I'uot.
"(liu. Minute Couch Cure i.-t the
lie.-t rt'iiit'il v I ever used for coiiIih
- 1 f"lil. It is unequiillod fur
w' : iin;r uifh. Children nil like
ii " writes H. N. Williimis. (Jetifrv
I'll-. I'hI. Never fuilu. It is the
i'V harn less remedy thut (j'v,'s
n iiii-iliutt- results. Cnres conirns.
M hi'i rseness, croup pneu
monia, brnnchilis and nil throat nnd
lime trnnhles. Its early us prevents
consumption.
STORY OF OCEAN MARY.
Ilafijr Mascot of the Sea Won the
Heart of a I'llnte.
In the village burying ground et Hen
nlker, N. It., mny be seen standing
among a dozen slabs of like design a
small slate stone, whose inscription, In
common with the others, In no manner
suggests that the story of the one In
whose memory It was set was different
from the ordinary affairs of the hillside
pioneer.
It Is the grave of Ocean Mary. It was
years and years ago that the baby mas
cot of the sea won a pirate's heart.
Previous to 1720, the year in which
the principal events of this narrative
occurred, many families of Scotch peas
antry crossed the North Channel and
found for a time homes In the larger
towns on or near the coast of Ireland.
Thus Ixihdonderry became the resi
dence of a large number of Scotch
yf omanry.
In those old times of Slow ships and
many perils of the sea. it was a far
cry from Londonderry In Ireland to
Londonderry in the granite Sta;e: still
Scotland and the Emerald Isle had al
ready sent sturdy pioneers to the new
world on the Merrimac.
Tradition, often the truer part of his
tory, has failed to save from oblivion
the name of the ship which sailed from
Londonderry for Boston In July, 1720,
but she Is said to have been in many re
spects vastly superior to others of her
class In those times. At any rate, long
before she dropped anchor off the pic
turesque coasit, many well-to-do fami
lies had prepared for the long voyage.
Of those who from the deck of the de
parting ship watched the green shores
of Ireland fade from view a large pro
portion were not only strong of limb,
but thrifty and provident.
Out through Lough Foye, past Inish
owen Head and far beyond Giant's
Causeway, with favoring winds, sailed
the fated ship.
Among the passengers were James
Wilson and his young wife. A year be
fore Wilson married Elizabeth Fulton,
and they were on their way to Lon
donderry, N. H., where land had been
laid out to James Wilson as one of the
grantees of tha't town.
One sultry evening the lookout saw
on the horizon a sail standing like a
gray silhouette against the early rising
moon. All through the hot Bummer
night the strange craft wore nearer
and nearer, and when morning came
her low hull could be seen like a black
shadow under her full set of canvas.
The pirate was within gunshot of
the emigrant ship.
To fight or run away was not to be
thought of. The slow ship had not a
dozen muskets. They simply waited.
They had not long to wait, for boats
were soon alongside and swarming up
on the deck, the robbers fell to work
as men who knew how to plunder and
kill. Crew and passengers were bound
and some were left lying where they
were captured, and some rolled into
corners, just as suited a momentary
freak of the Invaders.
None were killed. Valuables were
gathered into parcels convenient to he
transferred to the pirate ship. The rob
ber captain going below to search the
officers' quarters, threw open the after
cabin door with a rough hand, but see
ing a woman lying In the berth,
stopped.
"Why are you there?" demanded the
ruffian.
"See." The terrified woman uncov
ered a baby's face.
Then the pirate drew near. "Is it a
boy or a girl?"
"A girl."
"Have you named it?"
"No."
The pirate went to the cabin door
and commanded that no man stir until
further orders. Then, returning, he
went close to the berth where the wom
an lay, and said gently, "If I may name
that baby, that little girl, I will unbind
your men and leave your ship un
harmed; may I name the girl?"
"Yes."
Then the rough old robber came
nearer still and took up the tiny, unre
sisting hand of the h:iliy. "Mary," was
the name the woman heard his speak.
There were other words, but spoken
so low she could not hear. Only his
Maker and his own heart knew; but
when the child drew its hand away the
mother saw a tear on the pink fingers.
There have been other knights thin
Bayard. Here was one.
As good as his word, the pirate cap
tain ordered all captives unbound, and
goods and valuables restored to the
places from which they had been
taken: then with his crew he left the
ship and pulled to his own vessel.
But the emigrant ship had scarcely
got under way when a new alarm came
to them. The pirate was returning.
If they were dismayed at his reap
pearance, they were surprised to see
him come on board alone and go direct
ly below to the cabin. There he took
from a parcel a piece of brocaded silk
of marvellous fineness of texture and
beauty of design. Seen at a little dis
tance the effect of the pattern Is as of
a nlald combining in wonderfully har
monized tones nameless hues of red
and green, Boftened with lines of what
evidently was once white.
Time has, perhaps, somewhat mel
lowed its color tone, but the richness
of its quality Is as the richness of
pearls.
"Let Mary wear this on her wedding
day," the pirate said, as he lay the silk
on the berth.
Some time early In the year 1732
Thomas Wallace emigrated to America
and settled in Iondonderry where, on
December 18 of the same year, he was
married to Ocean Mary by the Rev. Mr.
Davidson of that town. Her wedding
gown was the pirate's silk,
A granddaughter and a great-granddaughter
have also worn the gams
dress on like occasions.
Taking the Cowboy' IMcture.
"Now." said the border photograph
er, pulling his gun and levelling it
aeroha the camera at the man in the
chair, "will you have the kindnesg to
look pleasant?"
Much amuued by the cheek and the
cool nerve of the request thus convey-
ed. the bold cowboy smiled broHilly:
and at that Insitint the border puoto-
grupuer pressed the button.
The Deacon Brother, do you think
we ought to accept that gift from
Heiguwein, the distiller?
The Pastor I think we might. We
accepted one from a cornet manufuc
turer, you know,- Indianapolis Jour
nal. "I whs nearly dead with dyspep
sia, tried diH'tnrs, visited mineral
sprint;, nnd friew worse. I used
Kodol (1 yspi'psi.i euro. Thilt cured
me." It di'.'ests what you eat, cures
indigestion, si ur stomach, heart
burn and nil foims of dyspepsia.
If your fowls liave Clnler: ( r
Roup, ustf Onmo Eiwtrio F'nn. ;ti
once. Fur snlo at T. Armstrong's.
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Tickets on sele nt 1'ort .TervK to nil
points in the W'c-t Mini Snuljtv.est nt lower
rules than vlti any other flrst-clnss line.
Tuains Now
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Dniiy Kxpress
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4 "-'ft "
4 MO "
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10 (HI "
(od. Sunday Only
;K iaiiy h.'arpi Sunilav.
. Daily Way Train '. .
:lo. ,,v Excel t Sunday..
2. Daily Express
(i-.1i. Mitn'lav ( Inlv
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I'ailv Except Sunday
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17. Daily Milk Train S 06
" 1. Daily K.xpress n :i:t '
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" ti. 1 I'l-nl Except Sunday l-.'.-Jo "
" 37. Daily Kxrept Sunday, ft ftn "
" 7. Daily Express 1(1 15 "
Trains leave Chambers strit-t, New
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No. 7 Dailv Except Sunday, 12.:tft A. M
II Dailv Exceilt Sunday, li 4S P M
I'raln D Sunday Only, ' 5 ft8 P M
Herd
et
THE - YAZOO"
We tiro liciidqunrtprs for
Dolls, Toys and Games, '
Story Cooks, Christ
mas Tree Trimmings.
Our seliM'timi is now tlip best nnd
vim can L'ct just wlmt you want
Don't Wait, Visit Us Early
Do not delay but nvoiil the rush
of t.lie last (Ihvk. Wlion .in Port
Jei vis walk in mid look around
"THE - YAZOO,"
91 Pike Street, Port Jervis
"Formerly Wells' Bazaar."
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Automobiles,
Th- mrff of hond"e vpIiIHi I nt'timllv here.
finch iute lin.l i f al Int. '.-.- Ir.s nut
lr en f liiiu n In ;tiy7 -, .cc ! M i ' ' ne.
tvitrvnm v;iitf ! l ' " i-'- 1 "
HUtOliuil'iii' ; tvut vT-:u! 'i : -.r t- in f,tr " f I'l UlO
eiioriiHMt" I'l'i'iHi vi Uiu bu.nin.js. i-y cnumg
a stump to luo
Strathmcrc AutomotlJc
Co.
1 Beacon Street, Boston.
Ynurnn Unit out nil almiitlt. They will tell too
huw vou ran tiiu in Itiu prullt-i. A limited
tuiiuuni nt Oit-ir li en -urv tin-k U ottered for
mile. Tlio-n wlio wl-li to nl.uru til Hie ureal
tlivlleiii-i mire lo lie p.-iiil -li.iul.l write III one.
a the iii ire of tlm .lurk will lie ailviim-eil rap
idly. V.verv p-forkliolilur w ill lie iclveli nnerial
teriii. rnr the outclmu. uf all auUiluubll. lur
Ina uwa u.e.
The Strathrnore
In one uf the very fli nt In the flcltl, l the bt
TclUHe li utile, ami n lim kt-d by Uieu uf tit
bigutiit ciiftiacuir aMid ability.
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PETER
NEW
RESTAURANT AND CAFE
No. 9 Front St., ?. J.
Everything to Eat a
Drinlf Oysturs and
EYEIY HOUIy;
Is an effort
put forth to deserve,
oMain.and retain your
ationage.
GOME
w ith your very
best $10 suit
thoughts and se
cure one of these
Men's Winter Suits at $6.98.
Broken lots of
Men's Winter Ov
ercoats reduced to
less than cost.
GUNNING & FLANAGAN,
Cor. Front and Sussex St's.
Port Jervis N. Y.
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For estimates call on or
address.
-J. C. PRESCOTT
Matamoraa Pa.
Stoves and Ranges.
' THE
Round Oak
For Wood and Coal.
Bent Uenter nnd Fuel SaTer in th
Country.
Naw Era Radiator,
Two Fir In mnm
I HARDWARE, CUTLERY, TIN, AOATI
WAKE, ETC.
TIN ROOriNOAND PLUMIN
A SPECIALTY.
Jobbing promptly attended to
T. R. Julius Klein
RUO AD STREET MIT. FORD, PA
-......V WAITED
In C , ery County to Supply
the groat popular .manttf for
AMERICA'S WAR
FOR HUMANITY
TOLD IN PICTURE AND STORY,
COMPILED AND WRITTEN V
Senator John J. Injalls,
Of Kansas.
The most brilliantly written, most pro
fuaely and artibticnlly Illustrated, and
ui'ibi im-enbcly popular hook on the sub
ject of the war with iSpnin. Nearly
200 Superb Illustrations
from Phototo?rphs.
taken specially for this (jreat work. Agent
am making $M to J1W a week selling It.
A veriuiblu boranza for live canvass!.
Apply for description, firms and territory
nt oucj to
N. B. Thompson Publishing Co.
ST. LOUIS, MO., r a. V. Iy
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