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They cure palpitation, dizziness, smothering, fair“ and weak spells, shortness of l”:‘- --, swelling offeet 9m} «axles, Lemuusness, sleepless- Cauliflowers, Pickling On- ions, etc. We can deliver to you tresh from our own garden. {:53, anaemia, hysteria, St. Vitus’ dance. partial paralysis, brain fag, female complaints, general debility, and lack of vitality. Price 50¢. a box. A look through our stock‘ will convince you that our store is the place for SUB- STAN l‘lAL, SERVICE- ABLE SHOES. We have some BARGAINSâ€"(mark taat word, _it’s seldom we ! nt-_’- “a. per box. 11".!»er for not All Draw 0! 8m wmum 00.. Toronto. Ont. WEST END STORES taaL WUlu, In. a use it) â€"-in Boys’va'md Men Boots and slippers. S ,3M, Robson 0.000 Ladies. Safe,eflectnal. Ladies ask your dm gist for Cook”: Cotton Root Com- Ind. Take no 0: er, as all Mixtures. pills and .itstions are dangerous. Prioe,No. 1, $1 er 3.; No. 2, 10 degrees stronger,$8 per box. 0. -:- f‘. #11:: iled on receipt of price and two B-cent "'A L ‘ I" “I’v‘. ' ~mpany Wingsgl’lon“; g ‘ Is successfully used monthly by over Spices Cook's Cotton Root Compound ii.) for T he Watch man-‘Narder gists 35 PM in Lindqay by S firm, M )rgan Bros. and -~mpany vv in van-- recommended By all 1.. - anada. When the British and Tories attack- ed New Haven. Conn. and set a price on the head of Governor Griswold the latter fled to the town of Lyme. where his cousin. Mrs. Marvin, hid him for some days in a farmhouse. But at length the foe discovered his retreat. and one sunny afternoon in May he was routed from his hiding place by the tidings that a band of horsemen was approaching to capture him. His only chance of escape was to reach the mouth of a little creek which emptied itself into the Connecticut river just above the entrance of the ‘ latter into Long Island sound. There he had a boat stationed, with two faith- ful attendants, hidden beneath the high banks of the creek. _ The distance from the farmhouse to the boat was two miles of the usually traveled road. -‘.ut a little path across the farmer's orchard would bring him to the road only a mile from the boat a‘nd save a quarter’s length of his fear ful run for life. Just where the narrow path from the orchard opened into the road lletty Marvin sat bleaching her household‘ linen. The long web of 40 yards or - more. which was diligently spun and woven during.r the long winter months. . was whitened in May and thus made ' ready for use. E The business of bleaching was well { economized. being usually done by the younger daughters of the family. who were not old enough to spin or strong enough for the heavier work of the ' kitchen or the dairy. L- a]... It is not work, but the may, That wrinkles the smooth, fair hoe. That blends gray hairs with thc dusk! And robs the form of its grace. That dims the luster and sparkle Of eyes that were once so bright. But now are heavy and troubled With a. weary, despondent light. Dub uuw an. ......._, e With a. weary, deshondent light. It is not the work, but the worry. That drives all sleep away, As we toss and turn and wonder About the cares of the day. Do we think of the hands’ hard labor Or the steps of the tired feet? Ah, no! But We plan and ponder How to make both ends meet. It is not the work, but the worry, That makes us sober and sad, It is not the work, but the worry, That makes us sober and sad, That makes us narrow and sordid When we should be cheery and glad. There’s a shadow before the sunlight And ever a cloud in the blue; The scent of the roses is tainted,. The notes of the song are untrue. It is not the work. but the worry, That makes the world grow old, That numbers the years of its children Ere half their story is told, That weakens their faith in heaven And the wisdom of God's great plan. Ah, 'tis not the work, but the worry, That breaks the heart of man! -â€"Inez May Felt in Somerville Journ... The roll of linen was taKeD by Luc farmer or his stout “help" to a grassy plot beside a spring or ineqdow brook. There it was thoroughly rwetted and spread upon the green turf: to take the best heat of the sun by day and the dew by night. The little maiden who tended it would sit near it. Thus sat Hetty Marvin. the young. daughter of Governor (lriswold's cousin. when her hunted friend sprung: past her into the road to escape his pursuers. Betty was a timid child of about 12 years. yet thoughtful and wise beyond any of her elders. She wvas frightened by the headlong haste with which the governor rushed across the meadow. But she quickly compre- hended the scene and instantly quieted her faithful Towser. who. though a friend of the family guest. thought it becoming to bark loudly at his hur- ried footsteps. ._1 LL- NOT llbu LVV‘IJ‘V‘,_V Her wise forethought arrested governor’s notice and suggested scheme to elude ber pursuers. “Hetty,” he said. “I am flying for my life. and unless I can reach my boat before 1 am overtaken I am a lost man. You see the road forks here. But you must tell those who are chas- ing me that I have gone up the road to catch the mail wagon, which will soon be along. you know. Then they will turn off the other way.” “Oh, cousin.” said the little girl in an agony of distress. “1 cannot tell a lieâ€"â€"ix1dovd 1 cannot. \Vhy did you tell i which way you were going?” ‘5 _-A “Hetty. child. surely you would not h9tray me to my death? Hark! they are coming! I bear the click of their horses’ feet. Ob. Hefty. tell them I have gone up the road instead of down. and heaven will bless you." uuu uvâ€" . 'â€" “Heaven never blesses those who speak falsely. But 1' will not tell them which way you go. even if they kill me. So run as quickly as pos- sible.” “It’s of no use. Unless 1 can neceive them 1 an) a dead man.” “Cousin. cousin. hide under my web of cloth. They'd never think of look- ins' here for you. Come. get down as (iackly as you can. and I‘ll cover you and stand sprinkling my linen." Angry that their expected prey had ‘ escaped from the house Where they hoped to secure him. the six mounted Tories. headed by a British officer. ‘ dashed along the road in swift pursuit. At sight of the girl in the meadow the leader of the party paused. “Child." he said sternly. “have you seen a man running hereubouts?" “Yes. sir.” replied Hetty. trembling and flushing. “Which way did he go?” “I promised not to tell. sir.” “But you must or take the‘conse. quences.” _- -. . u‘ or ,__ I_II‘AA “MM“- “1 said I wouldn’t toll. if you killed w said quietly. "me me.” sobhod the frightened girl. )l’ Mercy. Me not “I’ll have it out of her!" exclaimed tfiimnls. only mttlesnz The minister had be the furious officer. With an oath. lSlllg that gun, but he “Let me speak to her.” said his Tory amide. “1 know the child. 1 believa rare much for it now. WORK, BUT WORRY. linen was taken by the stout “help" to a grassy Unless I can deceive Isn’t your name Betty 11mm; asked pleasantly. “Yes, sir.” “And this man that ran by you a few minutes ago is your mother’s cousin, isn’t he '2” “Yes. sir; he is." “Well. we are friends of his. What ,did he say to you when he came .along?” I “Heâ€"told meâ€"that he was fleeing for 1 his life.” “Just so. Hetty; that was very true I hope he won‘t have to fly far. Where was he going to hide? You see I could help him if I knew his plans.” 'Now. Hetty was not a whit deceived by this smooth speech. But she was willing to tell as much of the truth as would consist with his safety, and she judged that her frankness would serve her kinsman better than her silence, so she answered her questioner candidly: “My cousin said he was going down to the river where he had a boat and wanted me to tell the men that were chasing him that he had gone the 1 other way to catch the mail wagon.” “Why didn’t you do as he told you. then. when I asked you where he had gone?” thundered the officer fiercely. “I could not tell a lie, sir,” was the tearful answer. “Hetty,” again began the smooth tongued Tory. “you are a nice child. Everybody knows you are a girl of truth. What did your cousin say when you told him you could not tell a falsehood ?” Irvâ€"V'Vv"vrv - _ A ‘_ “ -' ' I 1”,! ‘xn, the iQéIIetty.” again began 1 tongued Tory. “you are :1 Everybody knoyvs you an L 1113!: “UV... . “He said he shouldn’t think I’d be- tray him to his death.” L’-“ 4.1....- wt“! LL 0., u..â€" _- “And your promised him that you wouldn’t tell which way he went it you were killed for it '2” “Yes, sir.” “That was brave; and I suppose be thanked you for it and ran down the road as quickly as possible?" ‘ --- kn went. Sir." "pub ~â€"â€"â€" “Oh. yes. I forgot. Well, tell us his last words. and we won‘t trouble you any more.” “His last words were. ‘It’s my only chance. Du; u And. overcome with fright and the sense of her kinsman’s danger should they rightly interpret the language which she had reported. she sohhed aloud and hid her face from sight. Her tormentors did not stay longer to soothe or question her. They all immediately pushed rapidly on down to the river. Now, the governor had arranged. a signal with his boatmen that a white cloth by day or a light by night dis- played from the attic window of his hiding place. which was just visible at the mouth of the river. should inform them if he were in trouble and put them on the alert to help him. As soon. therefore. as he started from his cousin's. it floated from the window to warn them. And when they saw the pursuing party dash mad 15‘ down the road to the river and rec oguized the British uniform of the leaders they pulled swiftly out to sea The horsemen reached the shore only in season to see the boat with two nlt‘l‘. in it nearly out of sight. and. supposing: their destined prey had escaped. relin- quished the pursuit. “A- l..â€" nnfn (.an ‘4 ‘l‘ll-‘Ilw‘. v..-â€" Meanwhile the victim lay safe and quiet where the shrowdness of the lit tie cousin had hidden him until UH time came for her return for supper THE WATCrHMAN-WAHDER: LIN" SAY. 0N1 Linn-n ~â€"â€"-v "hon he bade her go as usual home. telling her to ask her mc lJlll‘. \“M-v ._-_ Then he bade her go as usual to her home. telling her to ask her mother ti. place the signal lamp as soon as it grew dark in the window for the hom- men and send him some supper. with his valise. which. in the hurry of his departure. he had left behind. The signal recalled the boat, which after twilight had ventured in sight ofi the shore and the farmhouse. and the: governor quietly made his way to the river in safety. When he rejoined his father in a secure home. he named his infant daughter. which had been born in his absence. Hetty Marvin, that he might be daily reminded of the little cousin whose truth and shrewdness i saved his lifeâ€"Exchange. 9 I, The Poor Engll-hmn‘u Oxford. The poor man‘s varsity is the poly- technic. a word meaning “many arts." and the things which are not taught there are hardly worth knowing. In London alone there are 11 of these splendid schools. where men and women can learn. at small cost. use- ful trades. music. painting. and the art of thinking. There are clubs for cy- cling. football. and all the games; Ult‘l'l‘ are cheap excursions to all parts oi Europe. so that people can learn by A...) I‘ll"ll'._ 'IULuu-n V“.- ful trades. music. painting. and the art of thinking. There are clubs for cyv cling. football. and all the games; there are cheap excursions to all parts of Europe. so that people can learn by travel; there are concerts and enter- tainments. and a little religion on Sun- ‘ days. For the best students there are prizes and certificates. which help people to get on in the world. The idea is spreading all over the country. because a graduate from a polytechnic is apt to get better wages than a graduate of Oxford. Cambridge has 7,000 students. Oxford 3000. lmi the polytechnics of London have al ready 45,000 students. and both in the metropolis and in the provinces the system is growing rapidly.â€"London Answers. promised Not :1 Savage Indian. As an illustration of that sort 01 salutary mproof which is souwtimv: administered by an “inferior." 0m Dumb Animals prints an lucidont mm municated by a South Dakota minister The clergyman had been asked h “Mam, on lndinn bov‘ into his fumih h! The clergyman had been asked receive an Indian boy' into his fawn). for a few weeks. and had consented tr keep the lad if he did not prove to In "too much of a savage.” He tun-nod out to be. a pretty good boy. so mm'h s! :lat one day, as a great trout. lln :11 mister gave him a gun and told turn. 1:0 take a holiday and go hunting. “.he Indian shook his head. "No." w said quietly. "Me belong to {3:111}? )f Mercy. Me not shoot birds ‘01' mimals. only rattlesnakes.” The minister had been very fond of wing that gun, but he says he does not child, and I’ll get down Hetty Marvin 2" he not-to tell where he Etly out to son, the shore only ; with two men and. supposing escaped. relin- us 1115 only you THIS WORLD Cecil Arthur Dovely could not underâ€" ; stand why he made no progress with 1 Mary Barclay. His position as the chief dispenser of pills and postage 1 stamps in the biggest drug store of a : country town had given him an exâ€" ‘ aggerated idea of his own importance. He was not a particularly bad looking young man, but was very conceited in his manner. His broad, high forehead wvas surmounted by his carrot colored hair brushed a la pompadour; his eyes, a ,lig'ht blue, were lacking in strength and expression, and his dress was just a trifle too flashy for the statiog in life he had been called upon to all. To crown all, he owned a horse and bug- gyâ€"that charmed possession which in rural communities so enhances one’s prestige with the eligible young ladies. Cecil, who was not a bad fellow at heart, had kept the girls of Rossville and their anxious mothers guessing for a long time. and the news that he had been ofiered a partnership in his employers' store did not lessen temi- ‘ nine interest in him. He used to ride around the circle of Rossville feminin- ity and select whom he would to go “buggy riding” with him on a Sunday afternoon. There was one young lady in the town who resisted Dovely’s wiles. or. rather. those of his horse and buggy. and the prospect of a part- nership in a partnership. and she it was whom Cecil. with no other motive 7A-:_‘,a 6A m world_ 15.311 3 negfing wow. 7 _- -.An I For man’s illusion given; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, There's nothing true but heaven! And false the light on glory’s pliunev gs Eding hues of even, And love and hope and beauty’s bloom Are blossoms gathered for the tombâ€"- There’s nothing bright but heaven! Poor wanderers on a stormy day, AJ-r- Adv-n, rUUL v1 ugnu‘... -â€" .. From wave to Vwave we’re driven. Lind fancy’s flash and reason'l ray serve but to light the troubled my; There’s nothing calm but heaven! â€"Thomal Moore. \‘ lLIJAIdI-n to his pills and plasters. It would be vain to describe the battles fought be- tween hope and fear. exultation and despair, in the young drug clerk’s brain during that week. He was sustained somewhat by his inordinate vanity, but beneath all lay the suspicion. ever so faint“ perhaps. that Mary had been laughing“ at him. When poor Doveiy pulled the bell handle of the Barclay house on the appointed night. he was , A; l;:_ uvuouv vâ€" 80 full of nervous uncertainty that his knees trembled and his heart seemed to smite his ribs in the very terror of doubt The door was opened by Mary. who received him with such a pleased look and cordial pressure of her soft. warm hand that his conceit. coward that it was. as soon as it believed all danger to be passed. mounted again to the most conspicuous heights and crowed more lustil'j than before. The magic “Iv-‘- 7 of her glance transformed him from the suppliant to the prince. and he strutted across the hall to the drawing room and seated himself in the best chair. prepared to receive homage from the girl. Mary expressed great joy at his kind. ness in calling: and archly confessed that she had sufiered not a little fear that something might detain him. These delicate compliments caused Cecil considerable chest expansion. and more than ever beforeâ€"but l feel that I have been a fool: that I‘m not worthy of you. and that it was a presumption for me to ask you to mary me. i be lieve that 1 can be a more modest and sensible man, and that 1 want you to give me the opportunity to prove it before giving me your answer.” Mary’s answer was worthy of her‘ brain and her heart: 1 “Arthur.” she said. “what you have said proves that you are all right. and I’ll take you on faith." Next morning the phonograph was sent back to town. it having succeeded in eliminating for- ever the capital “1” from the personal- ity of Cecil Arthur Dovely. and the fun of it was that Cecil thought he did it ‘himself.â€"Chicago Times-Herald. when Mary humbly begged to be ex- cused for a few minutes While she at- tended her mother. who was ill. he granted her the brief respite with al- most royal graciousness. When she had gone Cecil picked up a magazine and was complacently perusing it: IS ALL A FLEETING SHOW. mute amazement.‘ For a moment he suspected that he was going mad. He was superstitious, but ghosts, accord- ing to his way of thinking, always manifested themselves to the eyes rather than the ears and with shrouds rather than dialogues. something uncanny in the sounds, too, as if issuing from i Dovely woul vestigation, but very fear held him rooted to the chair. He could not escape, and he began to feel that he had been selected by some r spirits as the custodian of their confi- The sound of the voices at first seemed like an echo of something rd before, and this circum- is perplexity. The and a woman. The man s tones ‘ ' those of the woman halt flattering. halt conciliatory. “You know men are such deceivers,” the voice was saying. “You play with a woman’s heart as a child does with a toy. Then you look for another that is newer to you, though perhaps not to some others, and another fellow, who has thrown aside and bruised the heart that you pick up. comes along and picks up the very heart that you have thrown aside.” â€" â€"‘ -A-IAMIIM_ Uch LL;5Vvv .. ’ A soft laug‘ilmbt tolerant condescen- sion followed_this speech. “Oh. that’s the old story with wom- -‘I \llu-vou‘ .‘ _ own shame. He could hear the soft solicitous tones of the woman leading the man on to make a. fool of himself. And he heard the man following with ln'aggadocio and bombast right up to the very pitfall that had been prepared for him. The grandiloquent and pre posterous phrases in which a. proposal was next couched struck him as being so comically conventional that he would have laughed aloud had not the humiliating reflection of his own con- duct covered him instead with shame. ‘ Then he heard a sweet voice asking him to think it over and then come back in a week, if he were still of the same mind. Even then he did not realize the truth. He wondered if he were not asleep and this an awful dream. The volume that he had been holding fell from his knee and startled him. He put his hand to his forehead and brushed the beads of perspiration i away and said: “Thank God. it was a At that moment Mary entered the room and smilingly apologized for keeping him waiting. She drew a. has sock over to him. and. seating herself. upon it and looking up in his eyes. said: "'I’m awfully sorry I kept you waiting. Arthur; I know you must have been so lonely. But there"â€"she stop- ped suddenly and knitted her brows- :‘I really believe you have been asleep and dreaming. You look it. quite." The poor young man took her hand in both his own and looked fixedly at: her. “I don’ t know whether I've been asleep or not. but I certainly must have been dreamingâ€"such a horrid dream" â€"and he passed his hand quickly over his eyes as if to wipe away the last traces of a nightmare. Then he took her hand again. “Mary." he said slow- ly. “you told me to come back tonight if I were still of the same mind as when I was here last. I have come to tell you that I am not of the same mind.” Mary looked surprised and would i have spoken. but Dovely broke in quickly: “it is not that i don’t love you as much as everâ€"aye. a great deal more than ever beforeâ€"but i feel that I have been a fool: that I‘m not worthy of you. and that it was a presumption for me to ask you to mar-y me. 1 be lieve that i can be a more modest and sensible man, and that 1 want you to give me the opportunity to prove it before giving me your answer.” ges when he (1 of voices in himself. He A Boy’s 83th he J. G. Edwards 6: Farming Tools, Binder 7 flmemsom: {.7 v (\{vfiff DR. I\ICC~L,LO\::1 of Fe :er‘a Groups. will visit Lindsay Every Wed: Simpson House {335?an Consultation in bye, E4. '1' Next toDaly House Give your wife gm of meemues and she)“ hi. TANBARK, HIDES. SKINS AND W Christie’s 3.; ‘3‘“ Knives, Pot Clefilu‘fi Emery Steels. 25¢. 16%“ ChOPDFTS. 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