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f- >,Â¥.. â- f )?• THE FATE^F AZUMA; Or, Tho South African Millionaire. CHAPTER XX.â€" (Cont'd). He stooped and kissed her hand as he told her, and something within Beemed to mingle with the distant roar of traffic, and to wander away from her, carrying her life's blood with it, while her ears sang, and it seemed to her that she threw herself from the terrace. When she opened her eyes, his arms "Poor Azuma, I have never under- stood till to-night. I will have a long talk with her to-morrow. We both will " But alas for resolves that are made too late. CHAPTER XXI But notwithstanding the renewed were around her, and thought return- ; cheerfulness, more than that, tho e<i, thought insistent, interrogative, ' seeming intoxication, of happiness reproachful, yet because it travelled ^hich had come to him through Ju- • distorted, warped imagination, still , diths absolute surrender of pride, (for vile tainted like her life Judith was like a bird just released Then it was for her position alone,' fjo"? ». ,''^e^ j"? »•} exquisite forest), that he had married her for how '{|e incident of having found the jewel gigg 1 she had given to Azuma on the floor She opened her eyes and stared at' "^ his wife's bedroom had more sig- him dazed, the while an intense relief J?'"':*'}^^^?'' .^dolphe than he would (truggled v/ith another feeling, a feel bg of dismay that love still evaded her. Why had he not told her, was it because he wanted to hold it over her head? Or was it because of Azuma? have told Judith "I don't advise you to pay any at- tention," he had told her, but he who knew the South African races, who had spent years with Azuma as his The nobility, that, did not strike her^ only companion, knew that it was al- not yet, not yet. most like a declaration of war, and "You knew," she repeated, "you 'hat the very fact that she noticed knew." j 'hat anything Azuma did had the "Yes, I knew everything." ' power to wound or distress her, would "The' poor chap needed money I ex- ' have a fatal effect, pect, and I gave it him, he has gone The Boers treated the Kaffirs to Australia, you will never see him shamefully, but we have made the again. That chapter of your life is mistake of treating them too well, over and now, now, little one, we will lorgetting the years that will have to be happy." | intervene before they are on a level "You knew, and yetâ€"" then with '" ""'"d with tho white races. The •omething of the old daring insolence, Americans have understood this, and "You knew, then why did you marry 'here are evidences of their wisdom mgT" , every day. They are paying the price Was it possible that even now she of '"" much severity in the days of did not understand? A species of slavery, but they pay a far heavier PRINCESS CON- ARTHUR NAUGHT, formerly Princess Alexandra, Duch- ess of Fife, who has joined the n*'s- ing staff at St. Mary's Ho.spital, fad- dington. She takes no privileges, but goes through the daily routine of dressing wounds and waiting on the invalided soldiers. I On the Farm Prevent Soil Erosion. One of the gravest problems of the farmers of to-day who are living on hilly lands is how to prevent soil ero- sion. Much of the washing of farm lands can be prevented by plowing deep, so as to make a subterranean reservoir for the storage of precipita- tion. The water penetrates readily through the loose soil, and its move- ment through the underlying soil is very much slower than over the sur- face. Frequent crops of clover or grass which are plowed under make the surface soil spongy with humus and retard the washing of the soil. All hilly lands liable to wash should have a cover crop during the winter. A warranty dfeed will not keep the soil of the careless farmer from washing away. THERE'S A DELIGHTFUL 'SOMETHING' about the flavour of II SAUDA !! that C2U\ only be produced by the skilful blending of really fine 'high-grown* tea^. This peculisur charm of flavour makes it unique eonong teas and is the secret of its 2^ yeeu's of increeising popularity. b so despair took hold of him, a despair of ever reaching to the nobility of her mind which he still felt, hoped might be on a level with his own. He spoke briefly: "Because I loved you." The words doggedly pronounced, how sweet they were, how delicious. And yet something within whispered that it was not possible that he loved her still. The thought of her scorn, of the cruel cutting words she had so often uttered, of suspicions expres.scd, although they were not real ones, of his relations with Azuma, her disdain price every time they forget the ra cial line of demarcation. Gratitude' is wanting in the African, he does. not understand kindness unless it is ! meted out by one who has first shown i strength. In Azuma the gratitude was for the act of rescue, because it [ had first been enhanced by the act ; of force, in striking the Boer. Grati- tude in the form of gentleness alone, | the winning of gratitude by love and i tenderness, that is only understood I by a higher civilized condition of the ', mind, unaccompanied by severity it evidences weakness to the negro of the woman who had brought him ; ,1 " . , , .u i. u 11 luck, the way she had pretended to' '^ meant clearly that she would accept his wealth as a favor because j ^"^^ "? ^'f^s from Judith, would not It seemed the only thw!*; he had to' recognize her as in any w^ay her m.s- offer in return for the great position â- â- Â«Â«Â«' »"'' .^^ "« ^^^^^''^Ta^' °"»^^, she offered him. for the name she had 1 '» P""â- '*^ ^zuma. If he did so, he laid aside, for he old lineage, had^°"'^ l!°M;'"-"" "^^'"t" himself what n,o«o^.i« r » i„„b iâ€".,„ ,« i,.t ,„„« would be the result. The incident pretended to look down on. his race,] ^.^^^j^^, ^^.^ ^ ^^^^ ,,^^,_ ^„,, ^^^! his position, his want of social pres tige. flirted with others, wringing his heart. Ah, he had loved her then, but now . . . And becauss words to- day had to be uttered in sin>*erity, and thoughts spoken aloud the mind could not contain, she finished hers aloud, "And now you ..." He interrupted her. "I have always loved you, I love you still, just the same, more per- haps, madly, passionately, for al- ways." Yes, it seemed to him that to-night for the flrst time he had reached ner heart. "Ah ..." She fell on his breast, and tears. problem now exercised hi.s mind of whether he could make some arrange- ment for her away from the house, the while .'iomething within him urged that if he did so ill luck would befall him. Yet with Judith's renewed ten- derness, the power of Azuma to in- fluence his fate seemed to him a thing which no longer nee<lcd consideration. ' What did he need now ? Nothing but Judith. He had reached thfj very narthex of her heart as it were, and | that had been the crowning desire of his life. And the humility of Judith' was touching. j Yes, she had been right when she; had said that love, real love which ^ could overlook, forgive the past, the [ the long pent up tears which came so j^^g „f ^ ^^^ who did not care, be- rarely, fell now like summer rain, but ^„^,gg f,^ ,„^gj ^^^ ^„„,,, n,„ke her God, they Hid not hurt her as those other' , yes, in her gratitii.le to ( tears ha.l done They were tears of,jy,,ith renewed her mind, her ' Joy drops of the heart s dew-love. Ug^rt. Sometimes she would sit And as he enfolded her in his arms, there seemed to pass before her the crowds whose company she had dis- dained to-night, what a .senseless gib- bering crowd it seemed, seeking pleas- ure and emotion an<l illicit love and very for hours on the terrace thinking over j that scene, that night, and trying to ^ hear again through imagination, his , voice, his accent when he had said so , doggedly, so brutally almost: I . - .. ,,,, . ... ., , »u . ' "Because I loved you." And her I counterfeit. What did it know, that „;„,, ^^^j^ further back than that, ! rapid, ...ngrcss of fools, of such emo- , ...ji,, ^^ame and remorse, remcmber- tiona as this. Love, love untravestied j^ „o^e„tH „.hen she had been un- unrestrnined by gossip and hints and, ^i„j „„,, ^ ^e had never told her, knowledge of shame, love the domin-,_.„._ t^,,Ji„,i i,„_ ^:,v, ating. the everything. conquering, over-riding never taunted her with her sullied girlhood. Oh, how wonderful, how Love, love real love, I ^^^jgrful to think that he had cared fur nothing but the object of Its love. Ab, if the gods had been straight from Hugh Glover who -had told him the nauseous tale, and be- cruel, thov had at least reserved for ^^^^^ ^is love was sp great that he, Lady Judith something which they „,i,st needs add to it all that was best' rarely bestowed, the finest pearl of „^ chivalry and protection and ten- all, quite at the bottom of tho well j ,i„,„„.„ „„',i „„„„„i„fi„„ u,. i,„,i a of truth. "And I always said that I wanted to be loved, that if I were loved, I would be good," she murmured. j And as he drew her, with his arms derness and consolation, he had drawn her away to the conservatory and said: "I want to show you my heart." And although he had told her not to do so, from sheer love of him, be- around her. 'ack into her room und'^^gg t^e gladness in her must con- 1 •witched on the light, his foot struck jt^p,, j^ „^y, ^^e went to 8)(aint.t somethmg_((n the floor. Ho, ^/^^^ g„^ ^^ok her the little brace- to slooncd and picked it up "What is this?" he held it out her, he had forgotten all about it. Here in the light, ho could see the radiance of her face on which love was shining through tears; the ex- ' gto(,j ^y^^^^ looking very "sullen and 1 presKion was stil there, more emnha- 1 ^^ ^u^e that tho moment my hack sized than ever, the expression of the ^„, turned she took it off," Madonna, but this time the agonized ) ..j ^j^^ you hadn^t given it her look of deprived maternity had almost r^j,,.. u^ t„, j ju.iith and ahe made let, and laughing and smiling had fas- tened it on her arm. "But she wouldn't smile," she told Adolphe, when he came back to luncheon, "she didn't thank me or anything, just a little face at him, a little face which ^ he knew quite well meant, "I did it^ for you because she has been good to , you, because she loves you and be- 1 cause I love everybody that you love." 1 viinished. Tnere was new joyousnesa in her voice as .she took the bauble from him. "That is what I gave Azuma, you see she won't keep it, she has thrown it back. Poor Azuma, to-njorrow L ^ „g^ ^.,,ri„ni was upon Lady Judith, will make her keep it. . I will be ^^ . ..j.p, f „ ,„y^ f,„, t^Q whole RO nice to her, so good to her. Ah,' .y ^ "^ you don't know how good I am going to be." She spoke like a forgiven child who {r still <lazzled by the wonder of be- ing forgiven. the chnsm of a love for the whole world wtilcn IrnnsiormejJ ner, and something else too, something she was going to toll him that night which, while it brought a remembrance she would fain have been without, would yet bring joy, because it was hia (le«r- est wish. Life looked very liright just now, and the incident of Azuma did not trouble her. but it troubled Adolphe. Tho time had come when he must get rid of her and because only noble hearts can bo grateful, and his was tho noblest of hearts, bechuso he knew that she loved him, ho hated to send her away. Yes, of late Azuma had grown to hate Lady Judith more and more, as she saw tho increasing tenderness of Adolphe, Ho never canio now, tho Haas, to play to Vicr or to consult her as he had been wont to. Instead ho spent the evenings with his wife, <\v took her out. Sho could not grasp, poor untutored ^ '-tiirc how every day their engn!' ti ineri;\sc<l, how tho wealth of \.\\. African CrooMUs luUted tu Lady Judith's numo and position, (especially lately when the new security of her husband's un- reserved, unconditional protection, the release from the carking secret, had .seemed to give her something of sta- bility, of confidence, of poise, which had been wanting, while all London was at last taken into her confidence about the fact that she was devoted to Adolphe Lieb, and wanted nobody else), had enlarged the eddies of their responsibilities, their circle of ac- quaintances, that Lady Judith was now entering with new fervor into his schemes, and going where he wanted her to go, cultivating the friends he needed and gradually the foundations of the great power he had always felt his money would bring him. They did not want her now, Azuma told herself, and at night she would read the pelibles and watch the sand falling into shapes and forms for herself, predicting: sadness and sepa- ration from the beloved Baas, and to him sorrow and disaster. Then at last, one night, he went to her on her terrace, just as he had done before, and her heart leaped just as Judith's had done on the anniversary of her wedding night. He had found her squatting on the mat on the terrace gazing out on to the streef, on to the lights below, her I hand clasping her chin like the image of night itself. It must be sad for her this life, he said to himself, . sad and lonely. After a time she would be happier in the Veldt. I He thought that he had arranged it all very cleverly as he stood there, smoking. She would not know that it was his way of getting rid of her.. Only he did not ask her to read the pebbles, and she noted the omission, ' "We shall be going away in a few days." he began, "goinjf away likej everyone else because it is getting too hot." He paused a moment, and she | turned her head. 1 "To Johannesburg you go?" "No, not yet, we are going to travel about, to pay visits to friends, per- 1 haps to Germany, and I want you,j Azuma, to do something fur me. I am sending Mr. Kendal," (Kendal was one of the secretaries who had been j with him in the old days at Johannes- burg and she liked him.) "I am send-j ing Mr. Kendal to see after that 11 jerdtfeldt contract, but he cannot do anything with Zambi, you will have to do your best with him. you can manage him. I hear there are some people after it. and if we don't get it at once why we might as well let the Rhineling mine go. He spoke in as business a tone as he could assume, and what he was tell- ing her was real, he did not want to hurry up that contract, and he was sending Mr. Kendal to Johannesburg, but she could read his thoughts, this woman, although her back was partly turned towards him, although it was nearly dark. There was a moment's silence; then he broke it again. "I can't help thinking that there is something at the back of it all, you'll find out. See Zeller and if necessary pay him." Still silence, then she sprang up with that supple movement of hers, which brought her to her feet at once, by simply stretching her two arms forward. He had often admired the way sho rose suddenly to her feet without bending her knees, and sho stood there on the terrace before him against the glow of the great city, a bronze mute figure it seemed, for a few seconds. Then all of a sudden she burst out: "Why the Haas send me away, that Lady Judy want me go away?" She had always said "Lady Judy," never been able to pronounce the "th" and it had amused them both. Often in jest Adolphe would call her "Lady Juuy," now to-night together with her words it grated, and he did not like the way sho had said "that Lady Judy." liut she often used words, with- out knowing their significance, and ho restrained the irritation he felt. "Lady Judith has nothing t6 do with it. I want you to see to this business for me. I am not sending you away Azuma. I cannot go to Johannesburg vet ana no one can do that so well as yovi," ''If I go you never come to Johan- nesburg again," she replied doggedly. And Adolphe laughed. (To be continued.) Oat Hay. If, for any reason, you will be short of hay this season or a wind has smashed the oats down so you can't bind them, why not make them into oat hay? Cut when in the early milk stage of the grain and cure as you would other hay. Barley and rye can be used in the same way to help out a short hay crop. A ton of oat hay contains 86 pounds of digestible protein and a ton of red clover 133 pounds â€" only 50 pounds in favor of the clover, so you see this makes a very good hay for growing stock or dairy cows. extra for the sake of improving their stock. To do this, one should have good stock and good pasE&rcs and good barns, as well as a good man to care for them. In disposing of such stock, be fair about it. A reasonable profit is all right. If you try to overdo the matter you will break down, and be driven out of the business. Feeding Geese. Geese require plenty of green food, which they pluck from the growing plants and plenty of water as a swim- ming pool during the summer. When they have this, the old geese and ducklings that are past four weeks old, will not need to be fed during the summer. A feed of moistened meal once a day hastens their growth, but where there is plenty of herbage green and fresh, from which they can pluck their food, it will not be neces- sary to feed them, providing there is plenty of water for them to swim in. Cause of Bad Habits. Feather eating and feather pulling are caused by confining the fowls and leaving them idle. To prevent their getting the vice or to cure them when they have acquired the habit, give them plenty of green food and meat scraps and give them plenty of exer- cise by making them work for their food. Keep them busy. Rub the fowls that have been plucked with carbolated vaseline. Protect the Birds. The birds eat millions of insects that, if left alone, would destroy mil- lions of dollars' worth of fruits and grain. Of course, some kinds of birds are pests, but you need not have many of those kinds on your farm if you will spend a little time studying birds. Study their habits of feeding and nesting. Prepare homes for only the helpful kinds, the ones that feed chief- ly on insects and worms. Our Bird Friends. Nothing has a more potent attrac- tion for birds during hot weather than drinking and bathing places. The birds' water supply should be a pool not more than a few inches deep, the bottom sloping gradually toward tho edg^e. Both bottom and edge should be rough, so as to afford n safe foot- ing. A giant pottery saucer is an excellent device or the pool may be made of concrete or even metal, if the surface is roughended. The bird bath may be elevated or on the ground if in an open space where skulking enemies can not ap- proach too near. A water .supply is appreciated in winter as well «s sum- mer. A Good Side Line. A profitable side line of farming is to raise a few nice sheep every year for men who are willing to pay a bit THE PERFECT PIE. (By Peter McArthur.) Probably no dish that ever appear- ed on our tables has caused so much burning as the pie â€" and I do not mean by that to suggest the connec- tion between heartburn and indiges- tion. The pie with the hunting case crust has eclipsed many a honey- moon. The unsuccessful pie has been the uncharted rock on the sea of matrimony, the slough of respond on the straight and narrow path. But the good pie, the perfect pie has been from time immemorial the peace- maker, the healer of lovers' quarrels. Tho great outstanding fact of mar- ried life is that rnan wants pie. As Scott did not exactly say: Lives there a man with soul so dead. Who never to his wife hath said : "I wish that you would learn to bake Pies like my mother used to make." But I have known a man to do even worse than that. I have known a man to say to his wife: "I wish you ; could make pies like your mother , used to make." In that way he re- :buked her and made friends with his ! mother-in-law, a feat of diplomacy never equalled in the chancelleries of Europe. But the question has been raised: "What kind of pie was it that mother used to make ? What was her master- piece?" There is no need of any dispute on this subject. Just wait till you find one of those old fashioned pie-making mothers and listen to what she is singing to the grandchildren on her iuiee. "Can she make a cherry pie? Billy Boy, Billy Boy! Can she make a cherry pie. Charming Billy? She can make a cherry pie While a cat can wink its eye But she's a young thing and can't leave her marry-0'. When the biggest cherry trees that are now laden with ruddy fruit were mere seedlings, that song was as popular as Tipperary is to-day, and there are still merry grandmothers who sing it to their marriageable grandsons when they go a-wooing. In the good old days before there were pie factories where pies are made by machines and should be eaten by machines the making of a cherry pie was the ultimate test of a housekeep- er. No girl was accounted worthy of a home who could not make a per- fect cherry pie, ^ And this is the season of the cherry pie! Let me whisper something. Every girl should show that she is able to make cherry pies. Every love-lorn boy should see that the girl he loves is able to make them. A word to the wise is sufficientâ€" though in this case a word to the foolish might be more appropriate. Gloomy Observation. "Do you think the world is getting better?" "I don't know anything about it," replied the melancholy observer. "It seemed to bo doing very well for a time, but judging from the Euro- pean news, I snould nay it is suf- fering a terrible relapse." A Chinese father has tho supreme right of life and death over his chil- d:'en. and is not amenable to any law in this respect. His Reply. The humor of Scotland (accordinit to an English writer) â€" An old gentle- man arrived in a hot and breathless state at the railway station. "I say, porter," he panted, "why do they put the station so far away from the vil- lage?" The porter repliedâ€" "Weel, sir, I couldna say; but I think it was to be near the line." There is a law in Nebraska requir- ing hotel proprietors to furnish bed* sheets nine feet in length. <^. Gioice Fruit Deserves CHERRY JELLY Pmm a nctpi of Charlts Prait- caltlll. Chit/ Ccek to Qutn Victoria. Publishtd Ih 1865. CtMn 2 lb*. charriM and â-  hindtul of rad curranli, and brulst itontl *nd karntli In â-  morUr : plica In anull rra- larvlnf pan with I lb. 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