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s. v#-^v o « « « Pi ll THE STEWARD'S SON -♦ o » -♦â-  <y H«>-«+»+«4Jff4-SM^O*»+Ck4«-H5*iCMHC-f<»4-5M^0MHCf«(*O*O*«4^<3 chapteh XXIX. to put foot on Breton bids me shore?" "Iâ€" I couldn't tell you how glad I am to see you if I tried!" said Cyril, his face flushed with the un- expected pleasure. "I was thinking ,, ... .^. . . . »,„„♦ . of you not ten minutes ago, I was, IJrittany was anything but a beast- ^j^^^j_ j,^^. ^.^„ ^^^^ ,^^._ _,^^,, Three days before the papers an- nounced the "serious illj.css of tne Right Honorable the Earl of Arrow- •dale," Cyril llurne sat at work upon the beach at Loricnt. slowl> refilled his piF«- "You'vo lost her?" ha aaid, quiet- ly. "That bears rather a wide sig- nificance. What do you mean?" "Do you want the proper word in ail its vulgar brutality?" asl<ed Cyrii almost sa\asely. "Have it, then; She has jilted rao! Tliero, now you know what's the matter with mo. and why ycu can't (nd any heart in ray picture. I've no heart to put into it. Yes, she has jilted me, thrown me over as she would cast aside a worn-out glove, and I'm s.;ch a miserable imitation of i I'm wearing myself into over her." He laughed bitterly. "â- ^'ou know what the Spanish pro- verl> says, that 'man was m.ic'e (or woman, and wonvtn wa.s made for man that a shadow ly place, as Jack Wcsh-y ha'l declar- ed, and the prospect ol goUlon sanus, deep blue sea and sky, and rugged rocks ought 'o liavo Ijled Cyril's ar- tistic soul with rapture. liut the expros.sion on his face was anything but rapturous, and he worked at his picture with the stolid, dogged countonanio of a con- vict pursuing his alloUod ta8'<. Kvery now and then ho stoppeil painting and stared at the canvas -as if he were looking through it, and at such times his hrait s.nnk upon his breast, and what liLllo lignl had been in his eyes died out, and a hopeless, sick-and-sorry look crept over his handsome face; a look which Was not good to sec ou the coanlen- ance of a man young, clover, ani with all the world before him It is scarcely necessary to say that at these limes he was thinking of Norah. It would be rat: er i;i .;cult â- And how unwell you look, Cyril!" he retorted, smiling si'l, but with a sneaking suspicion of tenderness in his voice, for the nu.sh had diod out of Cyril's face, and it looked pale ^ and harrasscd. "What's the matter, ! = lad? Brittanv air dcesn't suit you?'' "Oh, I'm uU ri^ht." ".•\nd this is the picture?" said Jack, standing be.oio it. "Ves. What do yju think of it?" "Pretty, very. I like the com'osi- tion. Tliat piece of gVaygi-een is good, decidedly f;ood." Then ho stopped a'nd looked hard at it, and went behind tbo easel and st.irod at tiie back of it." sive kind of music, but soft and low; the sort that steals over you and sets your heart aching with ploasuro and pain nicely mixed." "Heaven and earth!" "She was dressed, wc'.I, I suppose she was the best diessed woman in the room. I'm not a painter; but if I were, I'd try to paint that girl. and when I'd succi'ctledâ€" but I never shi>'jld succeed â€" I'd remark, 'Finis,' and lay down m> brush." "You are in lovo with her!" "Just so. I was. I forgot all the rest of the people. I was deal to the noise of the idiots cackling and laughing; I ceosod lo hear the man at the piano who had been making life a burden to me. I thought of nothing but this beautiful creature with the face of an anjelâ€" an^jel be herself." And it is true by Heaven; , hanged; a woman; â€" and I thought: For if she is falseâ€" anil she isâ€" th.re | 'Jack, my friend, if you ever fall in is not a true, uusoliish woman in the Move, fall in love with some one like world." ^ this, if you can liml another like her. •"I'hat's mthcr a large order, " said , j'or here, enshrined in this lovely Jack, under his breath. "WTiy has | cixskct, is a heart of surpassin:^ ten- derness and truth. Wise is the great prize for which man'-ind is ever and I she thrown you over, lad? ".\sk of tho winds that blow at even. Why shouldn t s^e, y.u mean? ^^.^^ striving. Here is a pearl and a Why .should the daughter of an earl ^uhy. not to sav a diamond, above be faithful to a man who she thm s . p^j^^ |, ^^.^^ "puHtv and unse'fish- is only a poor dovil of an artist? I ^^g, ^^^ innocence" of all sorcld know it all, I can sec it all. Heaven pn,„tion3 ,,welt in a humnn heart, knows I've thought eno'.:gh a o^:t It thev dwell in the he.f.-i of this ex- to enable me to arrive at t. e truth. â-  (^^^^, specimen of womanhoo (. Her It was all very we., while I w:>s w.Ui ^^^,5,^ j^ ^ ^^^ perfume of Shra^; her. but when she was Kft to h..rs.lf, ^^^ ^.,,j^^ ., ,j^^ ^..^^^ ^,, ^^^ ^^^,^ to think of what she had done, to ^^^^ ^^,_^ ^^.^^ thimas.'-is; her face is face the fear oi her father-and yet-,^ ^^^^^ „„j „ j^; f,t oh. J.-.ck, I believed la her up to the , j,^^„ ^^.^..^ ^^,,^ jjorah flitted ^l'-' . ., , ... 1 before him. "Why don t you write to her.' \ ,. ^„j ^^^^ j ^,,,^p ^^ ^,,^ ^^^ ^^0 "Why don t I? Ob, my good â-  ...... . ., 1 i.i„ I ^ â-  ,. ,â„¢-\ ?""" smiled. I thought 1 would try , .,^\*'"V°'J ^"'â- '.'' ""- >â- "" »"*'>^"S 1 Caesar, what a quen.on; I have „.;„ ^cr good erarc. for-oh ! for? asked Cyril. 1 written to her â€" twice. I put "rhe heart in it," repliotl Jack, ironically. "You may look all rfay end not Pud it." he said, bitterly. ••Lcc.iuse there is no heart in it. Uut never to say when he was not thinking of mind the pi'-turo. Here, help mo her; and just as her thoughts of him were full of problems an.i en -.uswer- able enigmas, so were his of licr. When a man falls in love with a girl, he llj.llers himself Uial at least he knows and understands hei na- ture. ^ For instance: If any one had askod C.vril to describe Norah, he woul.i have siin\'ned her up somewhat in this fashion: "Beautiful, truthful, lovin?, honest as the day to all the worid, anJ faithful to me unto death!" And this girl, this pearl among women, had quietly and coolly jilt- ed him; and, had either gro-.vii liretl of liiiu in a few days, or thrown him over at the liehest of her father. The more he thought of lu-r and her desertion of him. the more hit- ter he became, the mo:<! pu/./led snJ the more miserable. For. nolv.ith- standiiig her treatment of him, h»» knew that he lovod hor stillâ€" that if she choso to turn to him and whistle of "vour boWk in said vou were him to her side he must lly lo her. coming poet, and for once a and knet>l ut her f.vt >u.st as much j^.j „(,j y^^, ^„j, j s„pjH,sc vou are her worshipper and slave as he had ,jj^, [j^,,, ^j ^^^ ^,^ season, and will; ever been. roar all through the next one, Uoar; In the words of the Persian poet I gi^j Jack!" I Sadi, he had given his I-.«\rt to hor, 1 ..y^^ ^y^.,, ^f ^ ,j,,jj j o.voct and could not take it back. I you'll do all the roaring, and none Behind him. perched on the _ clids. I ^,f ^hc rest of us will be ablo to make ourselves hoard." "My roar will be a whine. I'm good for nothing: u failure of the ; Vi3,'y first masnitude. Hut go on. Instead of going on. Jack, after a with these tilings, and let us got up to the house." They shoulde'cd tbo eisel and things and climbed tbe boich, talk- ing as they went, and .lack noticed that Cyril talked continiously, as if ho were afraid of a pause. They reached Iho house, and were soon seat.'Hl at the meal whi'li served Cyril ns dinner and supf-cr combined. "And now tell mo all the ne.vs. old man," he said. "Try s â- 'Uio of now you ur'j hete. I know how I now you are here, I know now I huva missed you!" "Thafa nice. In ab«'»nce the heart grows fonder. Yes, not a had cigar. .N'ew.sâ€" there ii none. Tho House of Ciimmons '* "Hang tho House of Commons; I've heard of your succi>>s. Jack, and I nveant to write to you." ho adi'.eii. rather shanuHacodly. "but though I haven't written, you know I m glad enough. 1 always knew you'd bo famous. The paper I saw tho review tho [a: er heart into the letter, haven't into the picture. I herâ€" there, that's ciiough! I be-^rgOil her to write mo one word, and â€" 'the rest is silence,' as Hamlet savs." 1 "She would not even write? " "She woulil not oven write a word." said Cyril, gri:;-ly. "Not even the word "Ool" Great Heavpii. ^ whi-n I think of her I wv)n<ler wh.th- er I have not been dro-.imiug; so true ; she seonie<l. so pure â€" the driven snow 1 scemcti not so pure, so unsullie<l aa \ she was. And so Tiravoâ€" nothing should separate us. she saiil over ami over again. I can hear hor now." He looUeil before liim with tixed eyes, as if., indeed, he heard Norah's voice, and his bead sank upon breast. "Yes, it was a dream, and sweet enough while it lasted; it's the awak- ing that is so bad. And it is bad, old man." "And are you awake''" said .Tack. "That's somothini.;; for Heaven's st\ko. keep so! I'm .si>rry fi-r vo'.i. and my i man thought cun- ningly, that his name would bring a blush to her fa<e. and I said win her good grace. ti^ . "^^ friend. I happened t.. know th tno I'^n I , ^,j , .p^ ^^j. ^jjj J thought iploro^l DO .t\nL\JU3 ISE BILUNS? \ Viiriiigan Man Has Cit That Teaches KiiiPiis to Climb Trees. Apropos of the controversy as !• whether aniniaLs loach their young, an Vpsilanit, Mich., man has a family of "ats that prove the Uieory. The mother cut is an e.weplioiiaUy intelligent ani- mal â€" she has ingenious ways of open- ing doors and gctUng her own way gonoraily. She never mews, but when ilie cannot make the family underslaiul lier wants by dumb begging she will sit down directly in front of her master or tnislress and proceed to talk â€" an em- phatic and peculiar sound that means business when accompanit-d by a re- proaohful and somevvtiat conteiiiphious steady gaze at the stupid bumau who does not understand. Tills cat had a bright but somewhat timid kitten ono summer, and when she thought it old enough to be trusted slie la-jght it by example to climb a tree. The kitten learned to go up. but went loo far and dared not come down. The tr.olhcr went up to where the kitten was '.od'^ed. and after a few remarks backed down the tree and jumped off, looking back to see the kitten follow. It was lao scared, so she tried it again. Again th<> kitten merely .squalled and shrank from trusting HsicXl away from its ci'olch. The Ihii-d liine the cat lost pa- tience, and going up she grasped the kitten by Uie scruH of the neck anJ brought it down backward with her. \fl.^r that tho kitten had no further trouble in climbing down. Her next set of kittens had t'wo spared lo p'ow up. One when shown how to •.'onie down from the tree by lu.< mother, i-aught on the first time and was proud of b.is accomplislmient; but the other was loo afraid to follow. The other went up twice and came down to show the liniid one how. and as the latter siiB hcsilaled, it improved on its mother's Biimelhing likn this: 'T trust you will j (,xj(.;jir|j; by going up alove where the ' limid kitten was perched and pushing not receive mo .altocether as a stran- gi^r. for I hol(', as frierd the man "who loves you, Laily Norah.â€" Cyril Rurno.' " "What? Have you seen her? It was Xorah?" "It was Ijidy Xorah Arrowdale." "And â€" what did she say?" "She saidâ€" in her musical voice," ho said, grimly, "you are mistalen; Mr. Cvril Uun:o is no friend of it out of the crotch and down the tree. After that there was no further trotibl';. \ dog in the same household learned to catch moles, but when it tired of play- ing with Ihem it would let Ihcin go alive. One day ils master spoke lo him, picking up the mole and saying: "Pat, when you are through with a mole yoti should" kill itâ€" so," shaking the mole by the bock of ils neck. Ever after Ihit Put reir.emtered. and before leaving its mine. Cyril's hand fell from Jack's .shoul- ,pole would shake tht- life out of it. dor. and he dropped back into tho Later a neighbor bought a young ''i' chair and hid his faco in his hands, pu'"''- which became Pal's pl.iymnle. Jack rose and laiil both hands on and f.y whom the older dog often his shoulders. caught moles. The youngster in luiTt "And then I knew that cither somo would lot the little aninmls go when it devilish work had eoinu between this grew tirfti of playing, and one day Pat lovely creature and tho tmin who \ was seen lo pick up the escaping mole love«i her. or that a woman could ho 1 in his ti!cth. take it to the younger dog, as fair as Kvo. look as tender as a I .tit down and look into the others eyes, lily in the morning dew, and yet tie ' and go through the prooww of shaking there's someihing utterly heartle-ss. and I resv.'lved te I the mole to death. After that the younger dog always finished his play hy shaking the mole precisely as his dog master had taught him. lad; but. after all bosidi-R love i;i the world. It would g,, to" mv friend nud help him smash be a bad sort of worl* for nil of us up his illusions, help hiin tear that if there weren't. You've your art Fata Morgana from his heart, and left yoU; that's tho mistress who bo a iuan~ again. I inquired about never betrays you, never! Slick to her afterward, and I heard that the hor, lad. pay your devotions at her niaii who won her heartâ€" if she pos shi-i:io, and reap your reward.'" sessed oneâ€" was a certain Guildford was the house which Lord Nowall had built for himself, but his hrd- ' ship had gone awuy and Kft Cyril Bole master. In fact, his lordship | had found the young artist so gloomy I -and morose a companion that ho could not stand him for longer Ihm a week, nud had flow 11 in self- j defense. I Cyril would have flown, too: quite a hundretl limes a day ho ha<l l>ei-n a.vsailed by an inlen.^o longing to kick hi.s unfinished picture it-.to the sea and start ofi soiiiewliore, or any- where; Init he had U-arne'l something else beside the knek of painlinir, and that was that for his complaint thero was no renuHly half so eltWacious as hard work. Ilo could mani\go to forget Norahâ€" say, for n quarter of an hour at a timeâ€" while ho was painting, and he felt that if he throw up his work and waiid.'rod olT noth- ing to dot)Ut brood over his U-ouble 1 ho should probably go miv.l. So, ho workc<l on silently and 1 glanco at him. looki-d round th room, which was furnished li! e a fashionable hunting box, l>ut lined with pictures, atiiong them being somo of Cyril's earlier on s, show- ing that Lord Nowall had taken a Very solid fancy to Cyril's worn. "Conifort.'».oif quarters you've got. But. by tho wa.v, where is Lord Newall, for of cour^se, this is his place? I beg his lordship's pardon lor not thinking of him Ih^i'oic." "Oh, he's gone. He was to hnvo stnyiMl for a month, but he found a week, of my genial society sutticiont. Ho fled tho festive scene which m.v cheery pro.sonco was rapidly trans- forming into a third-class funeral." ".\nd how did ho liko the picture?'' aske<i Jnek. I don't think ho liked it all. "Y'ou uro a good f.Uow, Jack. auJ i I've reason for being fond of you, I and I admire you. Yocs, my admira- I lion runs on all fours with my lo>ei and gratitude but when I l-.eur vol talk liko that I want to lauv;h; I want to laugli badly. You t.il v like ' a book, but liko a book that de- , scribes mountain s.'enery tjy a man who has never boon higliir than Irim- roso Hill. You're a poet, but you ' don't know what lovo meansâ€" you \ haven't tho A 1*. C of it oven. Did i HOW LICTTF.RS AUE ENDED. There is a large choice f(^ endings Iterton " of lettei-s. ranging fron» the oiliciai Cyril started. "Your obedient servant" to ths I siiw hiin before I came away, friendly "Yours truly." "Y'ours sin- A gocKl-looking man â€" just the man ' cerely," and "Yours affectionately." to touch a statue in tho .semblance j James nowell. the historian (IT'JO), of a woman; just the man to ta!<e' used a <|Uaint variety, such as ctTi.-ct upon Sti)]}. Don't hoid ! "Yours inviolably." "Yours verilv," what I .siiid, lad; By Heaven' even i "Yoirrs really." "Y'ours in no vulgar as 1 spoke tho recollection of hor face I way of friendship," "Yours, yours, broke in upon mo, and I cannot â€" I j yours!" Walpolo wrote "Yours very cannot tK-Iievo her false, aye, oven ' much," and to Ilaimah More, in with her own words in my ears "| 17S9, "Yotn's more and more. " Jolva â- 1 know! l>h I know! She has Bright ended a controversial loiter you never see a won.in who touched ' cast her spell ovi>r you! But â€" butâ€" j in the following biting term.s: "I am, your heart?" he wound up, savagely, 'oh. Jack, I'd written to herâ€" I was sir, with whatever respo»t is due "Thai's a straight qut.'stiun, and going to send it to-iuorrow!" He to you." The habit of the old .deserves a straight answer. Judge took a letter from his pocket. "Hero Board of Conimissiouers of the lioy- j for yourself. You .said just now that it is! See'" He tore it into frag- ; al Navy to subscribe Iheir letters to ments and tos.H'd it ii:to the vrood | officers, "Your afTeclionate friends," tiro burning on the open hearth, was discontinued when a disgui.shwl "I'm awake now. thanks to you. captain ri-pliod to them in similar and there goes tho great -the ono ! terms. He was desired to discon- moodily. Tho good people of I,or- \ may judge irt-ni his remarks, lout, who are sociable euoUfih it you ; ol>sorved that it wasn't u!> to rub them tho right way, could make usual form., and I could have if I He my fo^ ho I was tho lion of this olT season. That may or nia.v not tw;. Anyhow, for soti!0 reason tx'St known to themselves, the people who collect lions in their draw nv.; rooms h:ivo done mo the honor to asl; mo to go and roarâ€" or brayâ€" in them of late, (Jenerally 1 refuse, but the ot'nor night 1 went to one of their con- foiiiidod receptions. 'n>o card of in- vitnti.ni was marked 'small and early.' There wa.s a terrific cri;sh, and everybody cau'.e lato. 1 [>o e I swivt dream of my life! Kill your glass, Jack â€" fill it up. and let us drink jn-rdilion to all wv.iuen." (To bo Continued.) THE SPAN OF AN'UI.U, LU-'E. Tho span of human liio seems of given hin>â€" if I hadn't felt that spoke the truth!" ".\ litilo ofl; color?" said Jack. "Yes. but I shall bo all right now. I wanted a glimpse of vou, ,dd man. '^"'^- >"'»•'â- <•'<' tt> introduce me to a that was what I wanted. There will ' ?'"^'""S '""y ""o ""^ » lionet- s>ho be somo heart in tho daub, now. hadn't written a volunuj of poems, ' or Committed any crime of that kind, but sho was simply fauioiLs for her beauty and her â€" chanii'<, as tho old- ; nothing of tho yoUMg painter who was ataying al "milord's" house. Tho men got nothing to answer to their genial "Bon jour. mon-i.«T." but a growl, and th.^ girlsâ€" most of whom are terrible prettyâ€" rai ;ht as well have cast their .smiles at tho rocks and stones as bt-stow Ihem up- j you'll see on the handsome young foreigiiw who j ".\nd when do you couio back?" did nothing but paint, paint, paint. "Never. That is. I'm not sure. 1,, ,. or tramp, tramp, traaip, up and! shan't hurry; I like Brittany. It suits •"""'""cd writers used to put it. " down tho sea-shore." | me: it's lonely and quiet and " ] Cy-ril sank into his chitir and. lean- "Hetter than Santleigh? put lu , ing his head upon his hand, listened Jack, quietly. rather ILslle.sidy . "Yes, belter than Snntleigh. Jack. "I'm not a painter if you lovo nie, ilont mention tho place â€" not to-night, at any rate- I'hero arc choi-<is in tho huiuau heart •" "What's tho matter with S.-\nt- lelgh? I thought tho presence of a my noso inside llic di.-or, and, not ! 'ate to have bet>n extending under liking the prospect of be:'ng jostle*! 1 favorable conditions, and it exci-eds in a hot room, was bolting, when a ! woman I didn't know frotu F\ p, but â-  who turned out to lo the laily of ' the house who hail asked me, cnnio â-  up. and after saying something plojs- ' linue the expriNSsion. and in conse- quence he ondod his next comiitunica- tion. "1 am, genlleinou, uo longer your aiTuctiuiutlc friend." INTEP.ESTINO ITll.MS. The wedding ring is worn on th<* left hand because the right is syinboh.al 1 1 authority an.l the left of obedience. W'oinen of lo-duy are, on an average. â- Tlu) Silent I'lng- They called him lishpr. ' On this particular oft^rnoon hs Went on painting and ihiiiKing till tho fading light warned hiin that it was tinv) to leave oil painting and tttko to thinking only, and he was just al>oUl to r-i.so jxiid p'.l his things together, when ho heard a Hti>p on tho beach behind him. j cci-loia young lady uoautiiie I it and Ho did not turn hi.-i head, becauso made it a distinct and precious par- when ho did so, tlio |>eas,»nts, who, udiso." had occasionally struyiNl from tho j "For Ood's sake, don't chaff luo. Holds across tho beaeh, would persist Jack," he said, and his voice shook, in trying to talk to him, anil he kept "It you knew all his e.vos fixed sullenly Infore him un til the footsteps came close behind him and a voice sni.l: "tJood-cvening, sir." •â- Jock!" "How doth tho busy hot-} V.'ell, Iftil. how goes tho pietur'?" "Why, nian, whore did you com© from?" ho demnniied. "What on earth t)rings you here?" 'I will ho raerciii I and not ro'>l.* tho Havre boat nn.l my own legs," said Jnck. smiling. "Is thee any law, French or otherwise, wht-h for- "Toll mo all, " said Jack, quietly. "Man, I can't" broke out Cyril, in n smolheri-*! voice. "It's bad enough to think of; impossible to put into word.M.'' â-  What has happen'xl? Is she dis-vd? "'ITiat's a good woid. Jack. Ye^. sho is dead â€" deuil to me, at any rate. Jack, I've btvn nlmo.st u>ad. 1 think Jf you had not turnoil up this even- ing. T really should have g',»ne inel- anebolv silly. Pon't s.iy a word, ami I'll tell y.iilâ€" l'\o lost her!'*" Jack was sik-ut a mciucnt as ha for forty or fifty years, cattle, at most, thirty, shei-p eight or nine, and dogs about fourtoen. Instances are on rocoitl in which cl.'phants have livetl 150 years in captivity, which wore of unknown ago at that time of their capture, and it is fcelieyved that they may rt>ach 300 years. Whah-s have, it is thought, a still longer span, luid thei>5 '» the well- known instance of longevity in the tortoise which was captured in loyj? and vias killtsl by an aceiileat in 175.'t. Among birds tho eagle and the swan sivm to enjoy tho longest •spell of active life, and among lisl* llio record seems to bo hold by carp, which have boon known by authentic ri<cords to live 200 years, liko and river trout may attain respectively to ninety and fifty years. went on Jack \ "and so 1 can't desciiV h<".- I only â-  know that.- well, sho took my bi-eath | away. I dare say tlUTc are miuiy j moi\' beautiful women in the world. I haven't taken much stock of thotu 1 in tho fiesh; iiiino nra born in my' imagination; but this young person 'fi'tehed' mo in a mamior jKHriiliar and strange. Sho was neither dark nor fair. I reinenil>or she had a kind of red-gold hair, niul that her fncu had very littlo color in it-wbat we writers call ivory-white, if I mistake not; and her eyesâ€" I don't think I can toll you their color. They might ! out that nobody soeB lue." have boon brown, hut 1 am not sure Fllaâ€" "Wtiy. they were not blue; let's .say they man?' «x-ro violet. And when .she .M:o'^e. a dini faint, shadowy kind of .sniilo came over her face like the play of moon- light upon water. 1 l-og "your par- don if I grow po<ticaI, but this young lady desorviKl ai; tbo poetry a man could grind out. Her volcoâ€" 1 hear<l her before I s.ooko to herâ€" was liko music; uot tho loud, o^tru- that of most animals. Camels live two inches taller than they worv tweiily fl\'c years ago. High hct!ls owe thoir origin lo Pereia, where they were iiitrodua\l to raise (he loi't from tho burning sai;ds ot that country. While tho wedding service is proceed- ing ill Japan tho bride Kindles a torch and the bi i.'tegrooin lights n tii"c fn:uii it and bums the wife's plaything,s. The iiivenhon of Iho typewriter has given employment to 5iiO,O0O women. II i.s bcliovovl lo I.1C I'ad hick to cut the nnger-nails on Friday, mul inanicurisis say their bitsinoss is lighVst on that day. Tho averiit:e age al which women marry in civilizi>d countries is said to bs twenly-hvo years and ii hall. ASllAMFI) OF KlvL.VTIOX. Rlia â€" "Y'ou are always talking about your undo Jim. It's strange I never si>e you with him" .Mmâ€" "It would bo stranger It you dill. Wlten I visit my undo I lOv>k he such n had 'Well, ho TO BE UKMKMHFUl.P. ftlltUl-Cli Lois of men aiv loo l>i:sy lr)'ins lo save Iho country lo cc.rn' an hoiicsl living. Young 'i;n- I'vo h.Vd flvo Ihou.^asal loft me by on imelc who's never seen rue? OXii Lu Tliat explains iU Bo contented and prosper. Be carit'ul. Care prevents many dropped stitches and had breaks. He careful. Be prompt. Slaekne.'s makes slov- enly homos Hiid weary world-watid<T- crs. He prompt. lk> chwrful. Chtvrfulness tends t« length of ilays anil to da,vR that aro worth the lengthening. Be cheerful. Be punctual. I'unct'.ia'ity is tho iiue«'ii of virtues. But remember that to be tv'o early i<« soaiolimes v.-orsu has his reJeoiuiug than lieing too lat«». Bo thoughttil. Thoughtfuhuss i<» too tond(>r a plant of Messed I'rag- rnncii and tieanly lo ho "born un- seen." Bo thoughtful. . Be good-huniiiri>d. (iood humor in bettor than medicine, no iuatt.*r how well the ill-naluriHt pill 1 o s'Jii^i'- coatod. Be good-natured.