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Mao, i i. w 5+32€+33€+33i+3fi+£2+31+££+3§+§+3§+33 +33€+£E+ mmmmwmmmn . . 4‘ ,l'w A MAN’S reverent 4, ’3 OR, THE CONVICT’S DAUGHTER. r o u r I ; 4‘- ‘ 33t+££+33€+§+£8n+31+32+£i+33€+3fiffiffi+fi+£§+fi+31+33E+BCE+W+3$W onar'rcn xm. ’ ti' lull-ively. Besides your uncle is not easily misled l" ‘ .â€" Shes hrugged her shoulders. “He, poor dear, is not entirely respon- sible for his whims and fancies. Be- sides, a pretty face captivates most men. They fail to look beneath the beauty skin. No, no, Charles. 'I put my faith more in lily-self than in him, or Duncan. Perhaps a. little in you, since my looks tll't nil and you chose me of all women. Sir Charles and Lady Larkin had just finished breakfast when a footman en- tered and handed a note to his mistress, sayingâ€" “The young person who brought it .is wailn'ig, my lady.” Adele took the letter hun'icdly, for she had recognized her brother's handwrit- ing, and was puzzled at receiving it. since shebelieved him to be miles away from town. “I suppose Duncan has left his idyllic village,” she said. glancing across at her husband with a merry smile. '“Love draws him back to the whirling oily, you may be sure,” he replied. “Nol doubt he is tired of his own society, and remembers that Eileen may want- to see from occasionally.” "Ah, well, I’m glad of that, if it is so. He is rather too» matter of fact a lover, I think l"â€" .she exclaimed, breaking the seal and drawing out the contents of the bulky envelope. “Did yea sway the mes- senger is waiting, James?” “Yes, my lady. She said that Mr. Sin- clair told her to wait." “Very good. for you. a mysterious affair. . . . Lookl A letter from Uncle Ralph also, and both from St Lawrence. sneaking of the bearer! mean?” He laughed, amused at. the look in her blue eyes. “Read them,” he exclaimed; “that is the best way of finding out. Why will women puzzle over the exterior of a letter when, by reacting it, at once their curiosdy can be appeased? Duncan has met. with some adventure. Perhaps Uncle Ralph is quite mad now, or about to marry." “No, no l” she exclaimed after a short silence, her face full of distress as she looked up. “It is quite different. They want me to befriend that. village girl, the rodigy in education and manners. ‘hey are both mad i Read, and tell me what to do. Isn’t it dreadful? Duncan must really be out. of his senses." She handed the letters to him, and sat watching him with eager eyes. When he laid them down here anxiety broke forth. “What must I do ?” she demanded. “You see it is dreadful for the girl. But on the other hand, there is Eileen 2 what will she say ‘3” {What can she say? Your uncle is in the affair and he is entirely for Eileen. Duncan could not leave the girl to the mercy of those rulllans whoever they me . . Men don‘t fall in love with every woman they befriend. You seem to have little belief in your brother’s loyalty.” “Oh, it isn't that! It’s that Duncan 'does not really care greatly for Eileen, I know. Therefore he may still meet the woman who can shake him to the core with untold love, such as men like Duncan are capable of feeling. That is why ,I am distressed. This village girl may be that woman. And in taking her under my care I may be doing the worst thing possible for him and Eileen. He will be loyal to Eileen, conic que coule, but then Eileen may be the one to see, and nndenstand first, what this interest in the girl really means. And you know as well as I do that she adores him and that this marriage must not be broken And James said ‘shc’ in What can it off." She stopped, breathless, charming in her agitation. "Surely, my dear girl, you exaggerate. Wait and see before rushing at such- conclusions. These two men, Duncan and your uncle, have rescued the girl from some danger and are helping her to fly from it, for a short time they say.‘ They also ask you to help them by keep- H ing her here and say that sheâ€"â€" , “Good gracious, Charles, . she is th messenger! The rest of the letter has so upset me that I quite overlooked that int. She is here now, she has brought this, andâ€"what shall I do? Must I keep her? Think of him, of Eileen, of all .this may lead to, and tell me, must. I really do what they ask?” “I was just going to tell you that she must be here, since they say that she brings these letters, and was going to suggest your seeing her and offering her some breakfast. For she has only just arrived, 1 suppose. Then, you can de- cide what to do. Let us interview her. If she looks the kind ofpm-son who may be dangerous to Eileen’s and Duncan’s happiness I say leave hr- alone. If she is merely a young sinipicâ€"u'iinded girl neither you nor 1 would wiin to send her adrift in this city of evil. Ilave her in here. And presently, after I have given her full time to get used to you I will come back. Your feelings of sym- pathy rarely mislead you, my love. I an save that whatever you decide will be right, and that I shall agree with you." ' lle stoopml over and kissed her flushed cheek. She smiled brightly up at him. .“llear old Charles! What a rock of wisdom and tomfort you are! course. I must see her before i dc-idt-I But then. you know. 1 have oft-vi: mi: taken in! Suppose her beauty liismtvi's’ .nr‘: '2" “It won't. in] by a st-lmmcr. If she is genuinely Good-bye for the present. James to bring her here?” poor thing, may be consumed with anx- iety,” he replied, opening the door and smiling over his shoulder at her as he the note from her. distant station and the fatigue. You can go until I ring Although I don‘t see, Charles, what reply he can require. . .. . This is once Will you tell "I will send him to her at once. She, passed out. And, in verily, Simbeam was in the throes of impatience as'she waited for the return of the footman who had taken The events. of the past night coupled with the drive to the long journey had laid their stamp upon her; ller face was pale and drawn and dark circles under her large- eyes told of worry and She had followed out the direc- tions given her to the. letter, and driven straight from the terminus to Sir, Charles l,.-arkin’s without pausing to take the breakfast-she needed so badly. There- fore a vague feeling of fainlncss i'ninglcd with that of mental distress, both com- bined to make her look extremely wretched. Lady Lurkin’s kind heart filled with pity as the girl was ushered in to the breakfast room. At the sight of that pale little face, with its large, sad eyes, all her feeling of resei'itmcut vanished. She. rose smiling and look Sunbeam’s hand. ‘ “l have read Mr. Sinclair’s letter, and shall be glad to help you," she said, rc- assuringly. “jut before we talk about anything, you must have something to eat. llavc you- brcakfastct‘l yet?" “No. Sir Ralph Freer told. me to come here at once. I was afraid to lose a minute. lutâ€"â€"-~-” “Then you must. have. something at Then we can put our heads to- gether; the meal will revive you and help you to see the bright side of your troubles ? Sunbeam’s shyness slid from her like a loosened cloak as the cheerful little woman attended to her wants. She sat down and attacked the meal with the ap~ petite of a healthy girl, glancing round the pretty roam with contented eyes and not the slightest- feeling of uneasiness. Adele watching her was surprised at the utter lack of awkwardness, ar- -- “and an opportunity to slip from ii. a into her husband’s particular den, He glanced laughineg over the top of his paper. “Well i asked. “Don't tease. She’s certainly charming. Pretty? Well, more than that. She re- minds one of a beautiful lily, and yet, when she is no longer troubled. I fancy she more resembles the rose. [for eyes are so large, so trusting, so dog-like al- most. as they gaze at one. And I believe that she is perfectly devoid of feminine wiles. As for her manners she might be a princess in disguise. She does not. a! all seem uncomfortable. And yet her home surroundings must. be so different to thcscl I cannot turn her away. And ycl, now I see her I can quite understand how dangerous she may become as re- gards Duncan. lie is an artist. And the very turn of her head must bee joy to him.” “But. Eileen is beautiful also i" “Yes; but with the artificiality of a hot-house plant. This girl is the lovely garden flower, full of health and youth and total guilelessness. Oh, you bray Ilave you capitulated " he raise your eyebrows, Charles, and laugh. I know I am inconsistent. But. come and look at her! Whatever Dun- can t'hinks, I cannot say, but I’m certain that she is too innocent to have schem-cd to catch him 1” “Vulgar child to accuse your sex of such manoeuvres! However, I’ll come and see this paragon who seems to have taken your heart. by storm, in ten min- utesâ€"--” “No, no; twenty. But even ten are enough for one woman, versed 'in the ways of the world, to gauge another, more or less. ,First impressions are usually the truest.” “And yet. we’ve been married eight, years and you say that I do not know you yet. Ah, wise Adele, you fly. After such a bald confession of your incon. sistency ’tis better. And, as I’m dying to see this child, I follow.” Sunbeam, unconscious of the thoughts she had aroused within them, spoke gravely of her desiregtomnd something to do as they questioned her a few min- utes later. She barely alluded to her home, and when she. did mention it, col- ored so painfully and seemed so dis- tressed that. Adele kindly'broke in with Some irrelevant remark. Sir Charles smiling lwh-led his longmoustacheand saidâ€"â€" - 4 “Sir Ralph says that in a day or two Of i he will come up and see you. tintâ€"'â€"” Ill-2 hesitated, I glancing at his wife. as though for support. . - , “Until then you will remain here,” she interposml. “I certainly cannot. let you Your heart is not. to be mis- ' go until you have found something. My uncle would he most angry if I did.” honest and in lioublc you will know in- She. carefully avoided mentioning her ,you with them. O l .as governess or companion. brother, a point which did not escape Sir Charles. I-le chuckled mentally. foreseemg much amusement in store for him. That. Sunbeam was beautiful he could not deny. But, on the other hand. be doubted if Duncan saw in her any- thing but a mere child, whereas Eileen Riviera was a woman of experience and of the world. How could any man over- look her. for such an unsophisticated girl as this child of humble parentage? Adele was foolish to dream of it. Dun- can was no fool, there was not the slightest risk in befriending her. She was refreshingly pretty, and so uncom- mon that it would be a pleasure to have her in the house. And ten chances to one she would never see Duncan again. “So you see,” continued Adele, “you will remain here, whilst we try to find you some occupation. My little girl and her governess will be delighted to have 1 will take you to the schoolroom, and later in the day we can talk over your future plans. A great, friend of mine is lunch-lug here to-day. She is deeply interested in young girls. Perhaps she will be able to suggest something. Although it might be as well for you to wait patiently until Sir Ralph Freer pays his promised visit.” “Thank you," replied Sunbeam. “I think it very kind of you to take such an interest in me, especially when you know nothing. Perhaps 'if 1 tell you-" She paused, blushing painfully. The remembrance of her father. with his coarse manners and vile mode of living. struck her with increased pain as she looked into the kind face before her. But Lady Larkin’s words soothed her instantly as she repliedâ€" “I know quite enough to' wish to help you, Sunbeam. As for what. hurts you so, tell me nothing yet. Perhaps when we know each other better, you will wish me to know everything. Until then I am satisfied with what these let.-. tors tell. What. you are, yourself, is all that matters.” ‘ Sir Charles purscd up his lips as he looked out. of the window into the street. Adele was charmingly unconventional, but even she. would require more than that in engaging a girl to enter her home ’l‘he sudden stillness of the room made him turn round, expecting to see Sinheam in tears and Adele bending over her with the maternal look in her gentle eyes that were so seldom with- out. it. For the desire to protect. and mother all around her was keen within the little woman, and none understood her so well as he, who, after eight. years of marriage was still her devoted lever. But he was i'nistaken as proved by the open door. And feeling himself sud- denly left out of the scheme, he crossed the empty room intent. on resuming his smoke, and came face to face with El- leen llivi-ere, who was just ushered in. “l’m fearfully early,” she exclaimed. shaking hands. “Or you’re very late! But I want to see Adele at once. May I? Don’t trouble to send. Tell me where she is and I’ll go to her.” ' lie waved his hands despairingly. “Can I know for more than two min- utes at a time where such a moi-set of quicksilver abides? She was having breakfast and has flown i” “To the schoolroom, no doubt! Don’t. t know her ways? She‘s never happy unless basking in your sight or the baby’s. Thanks.” “Eileen, come back. I want you," he called as she. flew from the room. But Eileen merely laughed mockingly over he:- shoulder. as she made for the stairs, cxclaiming in a playful toneâ€"- “You don't want me to find her! Why? Silly man! Don’t you knew that. aroused curiosity must be satis- fied '3" With a. sigh he “den.” “Whatever brings her here this morn- ing at all ‘l" he muttered disconsolately, picking up the Times and settling into his favorite chair. “Of course she’ll see Sunbeam and hear about her,and good- ness knows what it will lead to. If only Adele had had time to think it overt But there, I can't help it. I did my best to keep her back.‘ And sooner or later it was bound to come out. If she’s sen- sible she’ll see it in the right light. But . a woman in love never sensible and always willing to be jealous. So I may as, well make up my mind for stormy weather. Adele will he in her element soothing them all, so I must. not‘grum- ble. I’m sorry l'did not follow Eileen and witness the meeting.” Meanwhile Eileen had reached the schoolroom, feeling from Sir Charles’ manner that there was something un- usual in the air. She paused at the open door as her eyes fell on Sunbeam’s slim young figure. Lady Larkin, with her back to her, was speaking to the governess and a fair-haired child, who was gazing into Sunbeam’s face with blue eyes full of admiration. “Her name is Sunbeam, Daphne,” were the words that fell on the listener‘s ears. Eileen started. The color rushed to he' face. In a moment she had guessed at the truth, and knew who Sunbeam was. , , “So this is Sunbeam Vere dc Vere!” she ejaculated in a voice quivering with emotion. The others faced her, astonished. llcr blazing eyes met. Sunbeam’s,'who re- turned the look .wilh a steady, thought- fJI gaze, exclaiming with a little laugh-â€" “Oh, not My name is not half so pretty. Only Sunbeam Green.” But in that moment of silent- challenge from the beautiful queen-like stranger before her she had read danger even greater than the one she had escaped from, because more subtle, more incom- prehensible; lb: contemptuous flower-like? face her heart sank. What had she done to arouse such a. feeling? Why had this unknown girl looked such hatred at her? Why had she snecrcd and called her turned into [his ' Vere duh-feral? 's . Ignoring her, Eileen looked at. Lady Larkin, who seemed covered with con- fusion. “f’lease forgive me for coming so early, Adele, but i wanted specially to dered. she. turned away ,from - you about Duncan's “lay pre- sent. Will you come \ ., as you promised? Had you forgotten we were to go this morning?” She swept from the room, her arm in her cousins, and it was only when they had closed the door and gone some few yards down the corridor that she turned eagerly to her, and demanded angrilyâ€" “What does this mean, Adele? Why is that girl here? Don’t look so bewil- You know as well as I do who that girl is. l-las Duncan sent her to you, and if so, why ?" 1“She.is trying to find something toâ€" 516â€"" “And he is helping her! Really, I re- quire the temper of an angel to ~â€"â€"â€"” “Not at all, Eileen. She’s a poor girl, nut his equal, andâ€"" “She looks like a young empress," inâ€" terrupted Eileen passionately. “Even her dress does not offend one's taste. She looks a lady, she is beautiful andâ€"” “And so are you, my dearest,” replied Adele, soothingly. “Besides, if you eon- sidcr her dangerous to Duncan’s loyalty, how much better for her to be away from him! Here, at least, he cannot heuhcr. And Uncle Ralph approves, and sent herâ€"~J' “Not Duncan?” Lady Larkin quailed at the tone of re- lief in the girl’s voice. She would have given much to be able to answer nega- lively. “Both of them, ecause she had to leave home,” she replied slowly. She is not happy with her father. And so she is to stay here until she has found some- thing suitable. You would not. turn her adrift, pretty and young, as she is ‘1” “I don’t care,” replied Eileen, petu- lantly. “I would not have taken her in. [-â€"I hate herâ€"'mdâ€"â€"â€"" “Oh, hush, my dear! you have no need to. As long as she is here she will not see Dun-can. And if you cannot trust him more than that, whatâ€"4’ “Oh, I trust him, yes, in a way. But pretty faces are irresistible to men. And Duncan is not. so much in love with me, Adele, that. I can feel so sure of him.” “Eileen 1” “Yes, Adele, you know it's true. But for all that I will not give him up! If that girl is to come between us, I‘ll kill her myself. And I mean it.” (To be continued). I am sure that sli‘ER'l‘lld'l‘Y ACCOUNT OF THE DAIRY. A well fed row, we find, produces in a year 107 pounds of nit‘rogen and 87 pounds of phosphoric act: and about 87 pounds of potash. I am sat- isfied that most farmers are now able to get as much out of that 907 pounds of nitrogen as from that they purchase, says Prof. E. B. Vcorhees. It. is worth so much to them, and it should and does contribute to the production of :raw material. If it does not. do so, it is because it. is not. handled properly for it is not used properly. We have made some experiments on this: line. :We allowed the manure to leach in the winter and out of 107 pounds found we ,had in three months lost it pounds in the process of leaching and the best portion ’of nitrogen also went out in leaching process. In order to show the relative increase in the crop which we might expect by applying the waste product in its original. state so com- pared with its leached state we applied both to,corii and oats. Upon com the fresh manure increased the yield 59.420 tons per acre; upon corn tube. leached .manure increased the yield 36 per cent. On oats the increase was 26 per cent. from the use of the fresh manure; the leached manure 9.2 per cent. We lost the nitrogen itself in the leaching pro- cess. The [matter an important {me to consider. We should apply the manure fresh and as fast. as it. is made as the preferable way. This matter of leaching is not so bad where the lam- pera'ture its not high enough to cause fermentation, but it all has a bearing upon "the cost of producing the‘milk. THE HORSE-S FEET. It is as true tie-day as when the say- ing first. gained currency, ‘No foot, no horse," 'wriles Harold Leency, M. R. C. V. S., in. the English Livestock Jour- nal. If we go back to ’tihcjdays of Alexander the Great, and to the ear- liest accounts of horses used ionwar, ,we findi whole divisions placed! liars de combat 'by wear of the feet, broken hoofs, "rotted soles,” and other trou- bles not clearly defined by ancient. writ- ers. In his marches through Asia, Alexander had to abandon vast num- bers of footsore horses, and uninten- tionally left “plum-s” to be picked up behind him, although his hosts comâ€" a nutty cleared everything in a man- .ner only to be excelled 'hy locusts. Some of these derelicts were the 'll‘tCtlllS of improving the local breeds, as cas- tration was not general, so far as we can gather, and the arched neck and ,lmm'QSsiiv-e manner of the entire ac- corded with the views of military glory, until it. was found necessary to pur- sue differel‘it. tactics, and avoid the. .risk o-f‘discovery by the neighing of steeds: ' ' ’l‘heximportancc of good that need hardly he insisted upon, did we not frequently meet with horse-owners who buy without giving due Ciil'lF‘l'tdCt‘fl‘llOll t0,-'i'he subject. Only the most careful of breeders realize that the shape of the foot is largely determined during the first few days of a foal’s life. At birth, the under surface is like yellow cheese, and as impressionable for the 9: first few hours. Standing on a fudge of stone may give a direction to the whole limb and cause its continuance l-y the compression of one port of the foolâ€"an excellent. reason liter {are as to the surface of the ground or the box 'where ma‘res are fouled down. The growth of the foot should be the constant care of the breeder, while the foal is running with the dam, and not relegated to the period when, perforce, he must visit the “blacksmith. A tinier use of the, cusp during the first few months of the animal's life, a little. par. ing here or there, may save 0. turned» out fetlock and an awkward 'galt which will influence the horse tier life. ._._-._.. BRIS’I‘LES. [logs that are fat should be sent to ,m-arke'tvas soon as possible. ,It docs not pay to feed too long. Feed them liberally new and round them up quickly. Young hours of medium size should to used for sir-cs, and the sows should be larger and more growthy. Only sows of kind dispositions should be retained, for breeding purposes. It is. not a fact that. all hogs are hogs any more than it is that. all°lmen are men, but you can make bags out of the best of hogs if you set out. about. it. ' The pears should be whitewashed and the floors put in repair. l‘mvide for good ventilation, but be sure there are no drafts. g Weak legs in pigs Show that the hone-making material. in their diet is lacking. and they need to be given a chance to get. out on the ground. Pens: where the filth is two or three-‘- inches deep are a disgrace ‘to the man who lets ‘thcm be so. The pigs can not. "help themselves; they would. if they could. When you have a ruptured pig, do not castrate him carelessly, 'but ask a vcieriiiary surgeon or some exper-i; cnced hog raise-r how to do it. skill- fully. so as to effect a cure. . Cement floors in hog} houses. are not just the thing. They get slippery, and there is danger of the hogs hurt- ing themselves by sliding about. Wood is better 'than- cement, and the bare c-aii’th best of all. 3b not allow the late farrowing sows to make nests: in fence corners .or'nthcr unprotected places. Fall mains and cold nights are disastrous to the young.r pigs. The farmer will do well. to store car- rots and turnips [in the cellar to be fed to the sows and fall. pigs next winter. Succulent food makes a great difference in wintering swines. Some farmers have doggedly insisted that fall. pigs do not pay. This is gener- ally truc because proper methods have not. abet-in enmloyed in caring for SOWiS and pigs. We have atfinc lot of car- rots and turnips coming on for winâ€"- .ter use. _...____ ,1........,.â€" ~- TIlEED BY A TIGRESS. Unexpected Meeting on a Jungle Path- way in India. I was: patrolling the jungle paths be- tween two of my chowkies, accompanied l:-y my jell'ltlfltll‘. and on. approaching an exceptionally thick patch we were stratlcd by hearing a tiger roar almost. at our feet, says a writer in the Ma- dras Mail. I coughed pretty loudly to let him know that we were near, but judging by the. growls he was dispos- ed to dispute the right. of way. As we. were. unarmed swift retreat was the only way to escape the dan- ger. I soon found a tree. up which i “shinned' t;le some. twenty feet. from the ground, but. on looking round for my jemadar I found he was making frantic efforts to climb one, but. slipped to the bottom .after each endeavor. So I called him to my perch, and had just hauled him up when a fine tigress emerged from the jungle, followed by two small cubs, She passed under our me and saun- tered into the thicket, but. reappeared a few-minutes later, without the cups, and remained watching fits for some time. apparently considering it it. was worth while to claw us off our perch- es. After some embarrassing moments {productive of the bluest of tanks she disappeared. and my jamadar. who had' been dumb while the interview lasted, found his voice and gave tongue in the most agonizing yells to the rest of our party, who were close behind, to come to our assistance. ' No one, however, appchrcd. and it is well they did not. as the tieress would probably have. attacked them. After remaining in the tree for an hour or so we descended and saw no more of our unwelcoxne visitor. «ixâ€"W -â€" A MtlllDERlZRS PARADlSE. 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