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"'vvvvâ€"y-_-,_ a Man). M. a M'- Wanna- CHAPTER IX. Everything thus far has resulted most satisfactorily for Mr. John Hubbardâ€"at least, so it seemed, as seen through his rose-tinted specâ€" tacles. His plans had all dovetailed in the most beautiful manner, moving along so smoothly and en- rouragingly that his temper had iicarcely been ruffled throughout the lawsuit involving the Brewster property, during which his man- ner had been characterized by an urbanity and selfâ€"sufficiency which seemed to bespeak a conscience at peace with itself and the world in general because of duty well done. Then, almost immediately, had followed his marriage with “Miss Anna Brewster,” 'a romantic sequel to the remarkable case, as the papers expressed it, and thus the great fortune for which he had so long been scheming had at last dropped, like a plum fully ripe, di- rectly into his grasp, and he fondly believed that henceforth he would sail over a smooth sea of prosper- ity, without a fear of even an un- toward breeze to ruflie its calm sur- face. Mr. John Hubbard had grown young-looking and debonair since his marriage. His barber gave him the nicest possible care, steaming and massaging the wrinkles and crow’s feet out of his face so skil- fully that the man gradually ac- quired a habit of smiling fondly at himself whenever he looked in the glass. His clothing was of the finest ma- terial and of the latest cut; his lin- en immaculate; his one diamond flawless; his gloves and foot/gearl above criticism; consequently, he made a very presentable bride- groom, and his forty years appeared to sit very lightly upon him. He also seemed to be propor- tionately proud of, and devoted to, his handsome young wife, who cre- ated quite a sensation wherever they went, and thus, of course, in- creased the importance of here liege lord. Anna Brown had known all her life that she was more than or-. dinarily good-looking, and she had always chafed sorely against the bondage of her poverty. Especially had this been the case since her father’s death, for that event had made it necessary for her to share the treadmill life of her mother, the combined labor of both being hardly sufficient to keep the wolf from the door; therefore, she had for a long time to forego the gratification of her vanity and taste in matters of dress. a . She had a fine formâ€"tall, straight and somewhat inclined toward voâ€" luptuousness. She was a clear bru- iieitte, with brilliant, wineâ€"brown eyes, dark brown hair and brows, good features, perfect teeth, and vividly scarlet lips. . She had acquired a fair educaâ€" tion, having attended a high school until the death of her father, and, being quick-witted and observmg, she was thus enabléd to make a very good appearance under the changed conditions of her life. When John Hubbard’s proposi- tion had opened out before her the prospect of stepping from a hovel to a palace, from homespun to vel- vets and diamonds, so to speak, she had grasped for it as eagerly as a drowning person would grasp _at a straw, without giv1ng_ a_ single thought to the responsniilitiesof such a position, or the duties which lay before her as a wife. Her one desire was to get away from the intolerable grind of her life, even though that end could only be achieved at the moral expense of aiding and abetting a crime. Immediately after the maturing of John Hubbard’s plans, and while they were awaiting the movements of the court, Mrs. Brown and her daughter had removed to a better locality, where, establishing themselves under the name of Brewster, they had comfortable rooms, plenty to eat. and good and tasteful, though not elegant, clothâ€" ing to wear. Mr. course, supplying all the necessary funds for these changes. Shortly after the. Brewster case was decided in their favor, Anna willingly plighted her hand in mar- riage to her benefactor, when, for the few days that remained previ- ous to their departure for Europe, they all went to live in one of the up-town hotels, where the bride im- mediately became absorbed in pre- paring an outfit suitable for her THE MYSTEBIOUS iii OR, PLANNING FOR THE FUTURE. Hubbard, of- position. - Under’the genial sens-e of plenty, with all the money that she wanted to spend, to say noâ€" influencc of a thing of costly jewels and laces, which her husband deemed it fit- ting that she should possess, the 'girl suddenly bloomed into a real beautyâ€"a woman whom, as far as her personal appearance was con- cerned, any man might be proud to call his wife. She grew light-hearted and hapâ€" py, and, with a feeling of profound gratitude toward the man who had been her deliverer from a galling bondage fresh in her heart, she exâ€" erted herself to please him in every way; and thus, to all appearance, they were a very contented and de- voted couple, in spite of the palâ€" pable difference in their ages. While on shipboard, they both be- came very sociable with their fel- low voyagers, aiding very material- ly in the amateur entertainments which were arranged for the amuseâ€" ment of their little, floating world, and thus making many friends among the passengers. Arriving in London, they established them- selves at the Langham, when they vent everywhere, saw everything, and spent money ad libitum. They “did” the principal places of interest in England, Scotland, and Ireland; then flitted across the channel to “gay, delightful Paris,” where they intended to remain for a couple of months, then go to Rome for the remainder of the winter. They were both in excellent spirits. Mr. Hubbard was especi- ally contented with his lot, for he was really becoming quite fond and proud of his stylish and pretty wife, and mentally asserted to himâ€" self that ho had never realized what it was to live until now, when, with more money than he really knew what to do with, with not a care in the world but to live luxuri- ously, dress becomineg and gratiâ€" fy every caprice of his own and the smiling woman beside him, he could roam withers-sever he pleased, and fear no man. One fine day in November they bowled along the smooth, beauti- ful roads in their elegant, noiseless- iy rolling carriage, behind a pair of fleetâ€"footed, coal-black horses, in gold-mounted harness, chatting so- cially and enjoying every moment, until they finally drove ostentati- ously into the courtyard of their hotel, where obsequious servants sprang forward to open the carri- age door, relieve “madame” of her wraps and pretty triflesâ€"trophies of her outingâ€"and follow in her train as she entered the gorgeous vestibule and passed on to the eleâ€" vator, to be taken to her apart- merits. As they swept through the wide entrance, John Hubbard observeda quiet, gentleniantly appearing man, in a tourist’s suit of dark gray, standing beside one of the impos- ing pillars. He gave him but a casual glance in passing, but that was sufficient to assure him that the stranger was one of his own coun- trymen. After attending his wife to their reoms, his curiosity prompted him ti. go below again to the office, and glance at the hotel register. Yes, it was as he had thought, for there, among the arrivals of the afternoon he found the. name of “A. A. Nich- ols, New York City, U. S. A..” “Humph! I wonder just who A. A. Nichols may be?” he muttered thoughtfully, as he turned away from the desk and strolled into the reading-room for another look at the newcomer, if he should be so fortunate as to find him there. He espied the stranger almost op- posite him as he entered the apartâ€" ment, sitting by a window, quietly reading a New York paper. Plac- ing himself in a convenient posi- tion, where he could have a good view of the man, Mr. Hubbard drew forth the London Times from his pocket, and, using this as a screen. proceeded to watch the obâ€" ject of his curiosity from behind it. . But he saw nothing to interest him particularly or reward him for his trouble; for. after half an hour of apparently diligent reading, Mr. A. A. Nichols methodically folded his paper, put it carefully in his pocket; then, rising, strolled lei- surely from the place, as if wholly unconscious of having been observâ€" ed. Some time later, when John [Hubbard was returning to his rooms, he met the American coming down the stairs. They glanced casually at each other, and passed; then the'law- yer went indifferently on, Simply telling himself that “the fellow looked like a. common newspaper correspondent, or, perhaps, a .Wl‘lt- er of articles for some magazme.” Entering his own domains, he found Mrs. Hubbard just putting the finâ€" ishing touches to a ravishing t01- let, preparatory to goingldown to the table d’hote. “That’s a fine gown, Anna,” said the admiring husband, as he paused before her, and shot an ap~ 'preciative glance over the brilli- ant-looking woman of whose beauty he was every day becoming more and more proud; “you do manage to get yourself up in the most stunâ€" ning fashion.” “Thank you; you are getting to be quite a flatterer, Mr. Hubbard. Anna retorted, as she merrily swept him a curtsy of acknowledgment. “But where have you been all this time?” she added curiously. “Dowu in the reading-room; there is a newly arrived American in the houseâ€"a Mr. A. A. Nichols.” “Ah! Where is he from?” “New York.” “Is he young, or old?” “About thirtyâ€"five, I should judge; but why do you always ask about the age of people, Anna?” Mr. Hubbard inquired, his face clouding a trifle. “I do not know,” she replied flushing slightly. “I suppose it is the natural curiosity of my sex cropping out,” she added, laughing lightly. He stood looking at her for a mo- ment. “Do you long for young company, Anna? Are you beginning to be a little sorry that you have not a younger husband?” he then quer- ied, a tinge of anxiety in his tone. The girl bit her lip with vexation at the turn their conversation flu taken. “I am very well satisfied with my husband, thank you,” she said gaily, and yet there was a note in her voice that, to him, did not ring quite true. “Are you asked. “Why shouldn’t I be satisfied?” she cried, as she suddenly stretched out her jeweled hands before her, and glanced fondly at them, then down at her shimmering dress; “do I not have everything I want? Do you not do everything to make me happy?” ' “I try to, surely; but are you really happy, Anna?” There was the slightest possible pause before she replied. Then she burst forth impetuously!” “I never was so happy in my life 1” And she spoke only truth, for she was reveling in luxury such as she had never dreamed of in those not very remote days when she and her mother had toiled early and late at making jackets for twenty-five cents apiece. “I do not believe you ever were,” said John Hubbard, a smile of sat~ isfaction wreathng his lips as he passed on to his own dressing- room. sure?” he gravely .____â€"â€"- CHAPTER X. When they entered the brilliant- .ly lighted dining-room, and sought their accustomed places, the newly arrived American was already seatâ€" ed at an adjoining table, quite near them. Mrs. Hubbard shot one compre- hensive glance at him as her .hus- band directed her attention to the unobtrusive individual, then re- marking, with her French shrug, that he “did not appear to be par- ticularly interesting,” she paid no further attention to him. They had planned to go that evening to the opera, to hear Nordica, as Margu- erite, in “Faust,” and both being exceedingly fond of music, they were anticipating a rare treat. Anna Hubbard, on returning to her rooms, had just tied a ravish- ing little hat of costly lace and plumes upon her brown head with this pleasure in view, and her hus- band was in the act 'of buttoning his gloves, when there came a rap upon their door. John Hubbard opened it, tofind, to his astonish- ment, the “newly arrived Ameri- can,” Mr. A.,A. Nichols, standing cutside. Mr. John Hubbard, of New’ York City?” blandly inquired the gentleâ€" man, as he removed his hat and bowed politely. “That is my name,’ somewhat stifily responded Mr. Hubbard. whose dignity was rather offended because an advance courier had not been sent to solicit an interview. Mr. Nichols immediately presented his card, with an air of deference which at once smoothed the rufl‘led plumage of the newly rich man be~ fore him. (To be continued.) I “Have I the honor of addressing g Small Investors . Can Obtain an Excellent First mortgage Investment to Yield Them 5% PER CENT. Full Particulars Forwarded on Request. EMILIUS JARVIS &'00., - BANKERS M/CKINNON BUILDING, TORONTO. (in the Farm 2 WWW HOW TO BUILD A DAIRY BARN When building a dairy barn care should be taken to have a gentle slope from the barn in at least one direction, affording good, natural drainage for both barn and yard. If the barn is already built and poorly located, graining and grad- ing will do much to remedy the evil. In most cases it would take but a small amount of labor with plow and scraper, when the ground is in suitable conditiOn to handle, to give the surface of the yard a slope from the barn sufficient to carry off the surface water. Even if earth has to be hauled in from the outside the yard to accomplish this it will not be expensive. The dairyman needs a warm, well- lighted and well-ventilated barn to shelter his cows. The size depends upon the number of cows that are to be kept, or on the capacity of the farm. We prefer a basement barn, or rather a barn built on a hillside, with the side of the barn up against the hill, or some way that leads to a second story. This gives ventilation with doorways on the ends and side of barn. The basement is best made of stone or brick, but if this is deemed too expensive a wall under only the side that stands next the hill will be sufficient, and the other three sides may be of frame, or cement walls may be constructed in many instances cheaper than rock or brick, as a handy man can build a cement wall himself and the only cash outlay will be for the material used. Look well into the question of using cement if you have to go off the farm for foundation mater- ials. The stable for, dairy cows should be well lighted and ventilated. It should have tight walls and ceiling, and a sound floor. Dairy cows, when crowd-ed into dark and dirt-y stables, cannot be expected to proâ€" duce as much milk, nor milk with as wholesome properties as those provided with clean, airy quarters, where the sunlight enters through numerous windows, and where the foul air of the stable is replaced by pure air without subjecting the cows to injurious drafts. Tight walls and ceilings prevent excessive loss of heat in cold weaâ€" ther and thus contribute to the comfort of both cow and milker. When on full feed, the dairy cow is hard worked and less able to with- stand extremes of weather than is other stock, for her energies are then being exerted in the direction of production rather than selfâ€"pes- ervation. It is not only more human, but more profitable, to keep her warm by making the stable comfortable, instead of compelling her. to use large amounts of expensive food in maintaining her body temperaâ€" ture. . i _ In the dairy barn no one thing is of more importance than a. sound, impervious floor. The benefits deriv- ed fi'om such a floor when properly constructed are, the animals are more comfortable, consequently more profitable ; the manure may be saved and applied to the land with- out loss; stables are cleaned With less effort, and cleaner milkispro- duced, which commands a higher price. When the liquid as well as the solid manure finds a ready esâ€" cape through cracks and knotjholes, with no means of regaining it, the possible profits of the farnr are reatly reduced. Within the past few years the- use of cement and concrete in making an impervious floor for dairy cattle has become quite general. In fact, the cement floor is looked on _by dairyman in the more progresSive regions as essential. Its first cost is somewhat greater than that of 'a. wooden floor, but when its durabili- ty and convenience are considered it is by far the cheaper. The fact that it is permanent adds greatly to the im? “once of its introduc- tion and use in all dairy regions where so many cows are kept and INTEREST. the conservation of manures is such a vital problem. cattle on cement floors must be well bedded, else there may be injury done the udder by coming in con- tact with the cold cement. It is advisable to haul out the ma- nure directly to the field from the barn, but if this not feasible it should be removed at least 200 feet from the barn. In no case shouli it be allowed to aCcumulate against or near the dairy barn, and no swine pen should be nearer than 200 feet on account of the odors being readily absorbed by milk. It helps one a great deal in arrang- ing stanchions, stalls, etc., to visit some 'good dairy farm and see how others have done“ the work, and what little conveniences experience has developed. Many of these things are advertised in the papers and circulars may be obtained for the asking that will help to solve some problems that confront the individ- ual who has determined to go into the dairy business. Don’t be afraid to ask questions or seek informa- tion from older and more experiâ€" enced persons, for invariably they will take as much pleasure in im- parting advice as you will in receiv- ing it. Don’t hesitate to write to your farm paper editor. He is es- pecially pleased to have requests for information because then he knows you are interested in what he has been writing. Don’t make a false move because you do not like to ask questions. a. ...___.._ WHAT’S-HISâ€"NAME. The auction-eer’s hammer had just fallen, and the'little man whose bid had been accepted smiled joy- fully. “What name, please?” asked the “ clerk. And a small voice replied, “It’s Me.” “Quite so,” said the smart clerk; “we are awareof that. But what is ‘me’s’ name ?” “It’s Me,” said the same apolo- getic voice. “Oh, is it?” said the clerk, a fine scorn in his tones. “Well, even supposing you’re a foundling, }' s’pose some sort of name was given youâ€"Brown, Jones, or Robinson, eh ?” “No, it’s Me,” weary little voice. “You’re wasting valuable time, sir,” said the auctioneer, sharply. “If you won’t give your name, the article must be put up again.” “Hard line-s!” said the little man, with a sigh. “Just because my name isn’t Jones or Robinson I lose a good, cheap table. Perhaps if I spell my name you’ll like it better : Metâ€"Meet” And the smart clerk felt small enough to crawl. through the key- hole of his desk as he booked the purchase. -. ..__.. -4: WHAT WAS DONE TO GEORGE. The head of a big firm of con- tractors was walking round t-hc pre- mises, and stopped to converse with old George, 3. stableman. “Well, George, how goes it?” he said. 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