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I” m AM! They Tito l he Silkcr’s Tactics. ‘ doom take the fly as ‘ newer rises to one “iota”; [d down a stream,” “‘36 an or Be: tor this king of fish. uh ”be salmonisl ' 3 33m; fi being water at 6 foot at m p: the silent starting place 4 E that it will respond to t8. ‘ast. Salmon may be moving L. housand in the deep stretches Em: extend perhaps for t mile Iris, bus the angler might drop: *7; them £0: a ym, if it we]; E0113 ever being rewarded by . he pool is the place to whip, early morning or late in the £5 the epicureon denizen oi the fined there is sport end for e drops his fly ligh y on the he salmon in the humor will seize it at once. ‘ excitement begins. It is d} n the fish and the fisherman. e salmon tries to get out of eeper he gets the angler in. net feels the hook in his jaw to realize that he has got to soon as possible or it will be Then things begin to boil. a fisherman knows a. hundred ve span from his reel, and he for a_. long obese down stream, the handler of his boat. 'ng series of manoeuvres such 3d fish may take it into his own stream like a. steam am the guide a; his best to keep with him. The salmon may of .a mile in this way, then and manage its leaping and a reply. “But how did (1 that. out ‘3” ' eat. so much bread,” said re was a long pause. was over the Frenchman ioned his vim-via man, I presume '3” but tell me, pray, how you ken.» i ate so much of «very- flry retort. -' fly the salmon doubles and it back toward the boat. Then for the angler if he expects to pl: of the line and get it. taut mime. No sooner is the line ‘re than the salmon feels its gh the hook in his jaw, and ?e that. be will shoot upwards twater his entire length and g his header he dashes madly B depths again, tearing this it way, darting around and {taking lively work for xhe cs. The fight may last an . and if the angler is skillful his guide, or garfman, dex ter-' ful, the chntest should have , and eventually the glitter- s stretched at the bottom of :"ne angler 13 not skillful and will also have but one end- ittering prize will not be we bottom of the canoe, but time will he at the bottom gmtulsting himself that his 1. worthy of his steel. inc; in a fight with a salmon 3n most fears and dreads is the fish to stalk. A sulker fish. He will not show fight 1 sink to the bottom and lie ver he does make up his r a. mile without stopping. .xing and fought the angler, n’s known tactics, up and the river, for two mortal A moment’s rest, before he bmiued to the gafi'. The Bmost. as nearly played out as when the and came, and compelled to hand the old 0 some one else to finish if 'd out many minutes longer. 'eighed forty poundsâ€"the that water.” E down stream and t§n at ‘good one. But the Stalking thalf a day or more, despite ‘5 efforts to start him. No ban can with honor retreat Ias once hooked, and he must {in patience, and wait. until iludes to open the_ perfor- rrman hooked a. salmon at in the morning. It was a. lay in the (lamps until 4 itemcon. Then the big fish ’ is a woman who has snfl'er- For her belief.” nan Chance. F Yong man who plays the Boadan Artist- ‘hy did yonâ€"awâ€"send you- rd for Her Belief- _- - ..~~â€"â€" Hui-Ll: 'â€" Be! 13 :s oincorrigible. I 12330 Elegant. dresses made for he does.’ 1: seem to have ha church toâ€"to look wen uw. I’m afraid she’s gei- 'orldly.” ‘mos um: 11:: 111.". ?onrth1y (fnakiug a. paggor- '.me ’ What. x3 her belief?” elieves that. she can wear 3 So. 6 foes.” ; Frenchman sat. toppoeite .ble d’hote in a. Swiss ho- r to sit an Bight. I t.- is on 33, in {be Margueritie River, hakigg her head sadly)- tied me fob-in-hand so I like one of these weaéy- 3 been a long time, . have seen Miss Bella at :nchman, I suppose 2” en- u at the commencement :ingly Worldly. ‘ v. The doctor who is 3:. next. door.” Characteristics- you think he will re- During the bandaging of Macki'e’s eyes, Fassifern took ofl’ his bonnet, and. kneeling dnwn, commanded his regiment to do like- As one mar, the Highlanders bent their bare knees to the sod, joining, as they did so, in the solemn psalm which Dugald and theprisoner hind begun to sine. It-was a. sad andvmoufhful Scottish air, one which every Scotsman present had been The soldier cast a. hasty glance towards it, and, falling upon his knees, he covered his face with his hands and burst into an agony of prayer, from which he was only -aroused by the seven strokes of the last ‘hour he would ever hear on earth striking from the dull-toned l ell. His last moment was come ! W hen the sound ceased,Cameron of Fassi- fern and his field-officers dismounted from their horses, which were led away, and the provost-marshal drew up a section of twelve soldiers opposite where the prisoner yet knelt on the turf. Many of his comrades now took their last farewell of him ; and Evan I verach,to whom ‘ he had given seven pounds, saved from his pay while prisoner at Coria, to send to his parents at Braemar, retired to his place in the ranks with tearless eyes, because Evan had a mistaken idea that to have shown signs of deep emotion would have been un- manlyn Bui that night in his billet honest Evan wept like a woman for the loss of his com- rade and friend. Mackie and his attendant sung together the hymn beginning with the words “ The hour of my departure’s come,” and when It was concluded, the hand of the clock on the a1cade’s house wanted but five minutes of the hour. He read portions of the scripture from an old dog-cared Bible, which he produced from his sporran molloch, and the low, solemn tones in which he read could be distinctly heard by all, so very still was the place ; and a; the hand of the village clock ap- proached the hour at which the soldier was to die, a deeper sadness fell upon the hearts of the beholders, who, although long ac. customed to all the heart-harrowing scenes of war, had never before witnessed a death in so solemn and peculiar a. manner. There was no ciuplxia present with the troops ; the prisoner was attended by the venerable Dugald Mhor, who walked slowly beside him, bareheaded, with his bonnet under his arm. ' There wereatwo aged monks from the San Ferdinando convent of Caudabria. present but the highlander refused to hear or com- municate with them ; yet the friars were determined not to abandon him in his last hour, and, withdrawing to a. little distance, they placed a. crucifix against a. fragment of rock, and prayed earnestly with true Catho- lic fervour to that all-wise Power above, be~ fore whom the soul of one they deemed a heretic was soon to appear. He was pale and emaciated with long con- finement, but his bearing was as firm and as soldier-like as ever. He drew near the former and cast a. glance into its gloomy depth, and shuddering, turned his back upon it, muttering : “I wad just be sax-and-twenty the mom. Sax-and-twenty ! Oh, it’s a'uuco thing to dee sae young! 0, my faither, and mither,” he groaned aloud, “farewell to youâ€"to auld Scotlandâ€" and a.’ I hae looed sae lang and weel. It will be a sair trial to my kinsfolk in Glenclunaid when they ree my name on the kirk doors 0’ Braemaras as one that has deed wi’ disgrace on his broo.” He was clid in his white undress-jacket and kiln, and stood barehcaded with his bonnet in his hand. His eyes seemed unusually bright, and at times a. red flush crossed his otherwise dead- 1y gale cheek. â€" His own corps I have said was in front, and he moved slowly along the silent ranks with downcast eyes towards the spot where his grave and coflin lay displayed. Sir Roland Hill touched his hat to an aide~de~camp, who then passed among the troops at a. hand gallop whispering to each commanding officer ; the word of command to fix bayonets and shoulder arms was im- mediately given, and before the varying tones of the difl'erent colonels died away, the prisoner appeared amid the square sur- rounded by his escort under charge of the proyost-marsha}. ' Atlastit was known that the doomed man was approaching, and the arms of the escort that conducted him were seen flash ing in the sunlight as they dehéhééi Em the hill-tops by the winding pathway which led 3.0 the bottom of the y'all y. 1 w... The general, the staff, the field officers were all on horseback, but remained mo tionless. ear save the rusile of the sumfiier foii'ageas the evening wind stirred the tall chestnuts or rich green cork-trees which nodded from thgblack pteeipices. heaped tip on one side of it {the rolls of turf and a rough deal coffin lay on the other. ' Near these stood the bass-drum of the Gordon Highlanders ; a Bible and 8. Pray- er-book lay open upon its head. The Highlanders formed the inner laces of the square. All was solemn silence and expectation. Not a whisper was heard through all that dense array; not a sound smote the ' The troops formed three faces of a. hollow square ; the rock upon which the peasants were congregated occupied the vacant space, and on a spot of velvet turf, the viliage green stretching to the foot of it, there was dug a graveâ€"a grave for the yet liv‘ing man : thejvet _da.mp earth was '-*-- uuv wvw-- faces of the hills, so that the rear nuke might overlook the front. ._ Tho paisazzos of the secluded village, awe-struck at the unusual scene, and the sight of so many thousand weapons glitter‘ ing amid such dense masses of foreign soldiers, forsook their cottages and clustetu ed together on the summit of a steep rock to behold the fatal event. A“ '"ldent of the Peninsular War. It was in m month of May, 1813. The evening Was a. still and beautiful one. The an.“ m verging towards the west, and hxs cum“ rays streamed through the dark dell, nPOI: the vine-clad cottages and syl. van amphitheatre of Banos. Concentrated in that narrow and gloomy glen, where the 'de to immense mountains rose on every 81 the height, of mgny hundred feet, and where crags and rocks shot up in. cones and fantastic spires, almost excluding the hght 0* day from the little huts at the bottom 0f the dell, were the seventeen Infantry z"agin’lentsx of the second division, together with the cavalry drawn up‘on the steep THE DESERTER’S DOOM. “You don’t call on Miss Cutting any more, I hear, Blabber.” “No.” “ Did she rejectyon?” “Not exactly; but when I first began calling there was a mat at the door with the word ‘Welcome’ woven in it, and a motto on the wall that read ‘ Let Us Love one Another.’ Later I noticed that the doormat was changed for one that said ‘ \Vipe Your Feet,’ and a. motto de- claring that ‘Early to Bed and Early to Rise Make You Healthy, Wealthy and Wise ’ had taken the place of the other. ” l Any man" may be infatuated with his profession but the aeronaut bears the dis- tinction of being Lerfectly carried away with it. Color blindness is far more common among men than women. Female Patient (calmly )â€" â€"“They weren ’t given to me. I bought’ em. ” Dyspepsia Specialist; (irritably)â€"“ But, madame, you must chew your food. \Vhat WG-58 yo_ur_teeph givep to you for '3” “ I am 'veYy sorry, Mr. Jones, but you are too lateâ€"I am already engaged ; but if you will have it altered to 'fit; my little fin- ger I will shower upon you the wealth of a. sister’s afi‘ection.” “ I have ventured,” he said, “ to buy this diamond ring, fondly hoping that: you will allow me to slip it on your finger as a token of our engagement.” But that’ which is symboled is greater; Vast the create and beheld, But vaster the inward creator ; Back of the sound broods the silence, Back of the gift stands the giving; Back of the hand that receives, Thrills the sensitive nerves of receiving. Space is nothing to spirit. The deed is outdone by the doing; The heart of the wooer is warm. But warmer the heart of the wooing; And up from the pits where these shiver. And up from the heights where those shine ; Twin voices and shadows swim starward. And the essence of life is divine, The soul of the sculptor is hidden ; Under the joy that is felt. Lie the infinite issues of feeling; Crowning the glory revealed, Is the glory that crowns the revealing. Gyeajz‘qre the exiqbols 0_[ being, But a. majesty centers the flowing ; Never 8. Shakespeare that soared, But a, stronger than he did enfold him ; Never a. prophet foretells, But a. mightier seer hath foretold him. Back of the canvas that throbs; The painter is hinted and hidden ; Into the statue that breathes. Never a daisy that grows. But a mystery; uided the growing . Ne_ver a. river that flows, £12,060. What the accumulated ameunt of his saving max be it is impossible to say, but it will be surpnsing if he has not. left one of the largest. private fortunes of modern times. investor in English railway debentures and in colonial Government bonds, and from the mere growth of investments his income every year must have risen from £10,000 to Fair are the children; But subtle suggestion is fairer; Rare is the rose-burst of dawn, But the secret that clasps it is rarer; Sweet the exultance of song, But, the strain that precedes it is sweeter; And never was poem yet writ. But the meaning outmastercd the metre. There is a great deal of curiosity, says a. London correspondent, as to the amount of personal property left by the late Earl of Derby. For many years he has had an enormous income, and he was in the posi- tion in which few landlords areâ€"that his property was absolutely free from mort- gages. He never spent, it is believed, one- tenth of his income, and 'every year, there- fore, he had a large sum to invest. A part of it was spent in the purchase of landed property, but the bulk of it in the purchase of stock of various kinds. He was a. large The weeds and the long grass waved over it I l less, lay yet bleeding, and moved by the Winding pathway towards the pass of Banos whence by different routes, they marched to their cantonment in the evillages and camps among the mountains. When all had passed away, the pioneers placed the dead man in his coffin and covered him hur- riedly up; the sods were carefully deposited over, and beaten down with the shovel,and the grave of the man who had been living but ten minutes before presented now the same appearance as the resting-place of one wig-o: had been many years entombed. Thg shrill pipes sounded, and the rattling drums beat merrily in the re-echoing vale, as corps after corps marched past the spot Wherf: the body of Mackie, though breath- All was over now ~the corpse lay stretch- ed on the ground, and the smoke of the musketry was curling round the grave which yawned beside it. Cameron sprang on his horse, and his voice was the first to break the“ oppressive silence. The-words followed each other in rapid succession. and the echoes of the death-shot were reverberated _among_ the hills around. A shriek burst from the females of fine vii_lag_e._ Red blood was seen to spout forth from many a wound in the form of the prisoner ; he sprang convulsively upward, and then fell back dead on the damp gravel which was so soon to cover him. With his éyeé’ blindfolded, the unfortun- ate Highlander knelt down between his COfiin and his grave, and,without quivering once, dropper} his handkerchief. Km“ or Iabner's cottages in boyhocd. It softened and subdued their hearts, carrying back their recollections to their childhood, and to years that passed away into eternity. Many heard it chanted then for the first time since theirnativo hills had faded away from their sight, and as the strain died a‘W‘M’ through the deep and narrow vale of 331108: it found an echo in every breast. Dugald closed his Bible, and, placmg a handkerchief in the hand of the prisoner, withdrew, and, covering his wrinkled face with his bonnet knelt down also. Now come the duty of the provost-mar- shal, whose unwilling detachment~ cuneist- ed of twelve picked men of disorderly character, on whom, as a punishment, fell the lot of slaying thei_r_con1rade. ‘IV-‘I ‘ “Section,” cried the provost-marshal, “readyâ€"presgqpâ€"firie. ” . kit-ks or father’ s cottagessin Tc. â€"-‘Lâ€"~- , ggcnstomed to hear Graat-Hearted Girl- Lord Derby’s Wealth. Her Very Own. 'oices and Shadows- sung it} th_eir _villa.ge â€"Richard Relf. “The people wondered when they saw me on the street after having been bed-ridden for five years. They asked me what I was doing for my rheumatism and when I 'told them I was taking Pink 1’ills some of them “But one day my family told me of a news- paper account of the wonderful cure of Mr. Marshall, of Hamilton, and I was induced to try Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. I only pur- chased one box and although that box did not seem to do me any good I determined to persevere, and got six ' more. Before I had taken the six boxes I found relief from my pains, continuing the use of the Pink Pills I have been gradually recovering and am now entirely free from pain, and can walk a. mile comfortably. At first I used crutches, then only one, but now I have no use for them at all. I have gone alone to Toronto, Niagara Falls, and to Lockport, N. Y., and have felt no inconvenience. we were then directed to Mr. Addison’s residence, and found awell-built gentleman with clear eye, steady nerve and remark- ably quick action. Almost doubting whether this gentleman could be the object of our search we acquainted him with the purpose of our visit and requested him to tell the story of his illness and recovery. W'ithout hestitation he commenced. “About eight years ago I had peculiar feelings when I walked, as though bits of wood or gravel were in my boots, or a wrinkle in my socks. These feelings were followed by sensations of pain flying all over the body, but settling in the back and every joint. 1 have thought these symp- toms were like creeping paralysis. In about ‘ eighteen months I was stiffened with rheu- matism so that I could not work and very shortly afterwards I was unable to walk, or use my hands or arms to feed myself. I lay upon the bed and if I desired to turn over I had to be rolled like a log. The pains I suffered were terrible and I often wished myself dead. My kidneys com- menced to trouble me causmg me to urinate eight or nine times during the night. In order to rise my wife would first draw my feet over the side of the bed then going to my head would lift me to my feet. I was as stiff as a stick and could not help myself. To walk was impossible, but my wife supporting me I could drag or shuflie myself alonga smooth I‘ floor. I was in that helpless condition for; about five years, sufi'ering the most intense and agonizing pains. I was a poor man but . whenever I could get enough money I would purchase some of the so called cures for rheumatism. It was useless, however, for they did not help me. The physicians visited me. Dr. Anderson said it was chronic rheumatism, and that I could not be cured. However, he did what he could with bandages of red flannel and, rubbing on alternate days with iodine and meats foot- oil. It was severe treatment and produced unbearable sensations, but did me no good. Dr. Watts said,“Isaac, if I knew a single thing to do you good I would give it to you, but I don’t.’ So I gave myself up as hope- less and patiently waited for death to end my sufferings. At times I was even tempt- ed to end my own life. i 1 4 l l Reaching the town we put up at Long’s Hotel, and while in conversation with the genial host. we soon found that; our mission was to be a. success. “Know Mr. Addi- son,” said mine host, “I have known him a. long Lime. His indeed was a. remarkable recovery. All the doctors about here did their utmost, but he only grew worse, and for years he was bed-ridden. Now he is as smart as anyone of his age. His recovery is a. real miracle.” Accordingly some days ago we drove over to the historic town on our tour of investi- gation. \thle yet some miles from Nia- gara we met a. farmer who was engaged in loading wood, and asked him if he could tell us where Mr. Addison lived. At first he seemed puzzled, but when we said the gentleman we were seeking had been sick but was recovered, he said, “Oh, yes, I know him well ;that man’s restoration was quite a miracle, and it was Pink Pills that did it. He lives right up in the town. It is four miles away.” We thanked him and mentally noted the first bit ot evi- dence of truthfulness of the report. If this gentleman, living four miles away, knew it so he could speak so positively about it, we concluded there must be some truth in the rumor. To-day, however, we are enabled to pub- lish in the Review an account of one of the most wonderful and miraculous deliverances of a. fellow creature from a life of pain and suffering. \Ve can vouch for the absolute truth of every statement in this article in regard to this remarkable restoration, having examined for ourselves both the man on whom the miracle was performed and many who knew him only as a bed-ridden sufferer, and who now meet him in the daily routine of life. It is now sometime since the rumor reached us that Mr. Isaac Addison, of historic Niagara-on~the-Lake, had been cured of a long standing chronic rheumatism. These rumors being both repeated and denied we decided to investi- gate the case for our own personal satisfac- tion. It has been frequently declared that the age of miracles has long since passed. However, newspaper men and correspond- ents have occasionally published accounts of remarkable escapes from death by acci- dent or disease, which have clearly proved that an ever-ruling Providence still governs human affairs, and is interested in human lives. These accounts of extraordinary de- liverances from positions of danger in this age when everybody is of such a practical turn of mind have demanded evidence of an unimpeachable character before they would be accepted by the thoughtful and intelli- gent reader, and sometimes a most search- ing enquiry into the facts have furnished posxtive proot completely substantiating what has been claimed in some cases. While we have recognized the possibility of such wonderful occurrences, it has sel- dom been our privilege to investigate them, and by careful examination and enquiry into the facts arrive at a conclusion agree- ing with the declarations of those presum- ably acquainted with the incident. Utterly Helpless and Bed-Ridden for Five Yearsâ€"“£3 (‘ase Rained the skill or Physlcimnsâ€"lt is the Absorbing Topic for Mllcs Aroundâ€"The Details and Causes of [HS Remarkable Recovery. Niagara. Falls Review. The A NIAGARA MIRACLE. Remarkable Experience of a Resident of the His- 4 toric Old Town. “Give me your candid judgment on these lines,” said the young man of literary as- pirations. “ Do they convey the idea. of paetg‘y at all?” ' ’ “ Yes, sir,” replied the editor, looking them over, “ they do. There is something in every line that conveys the idea. Every line,” continued the kind-hearted man, let- ting him down as gently as he could, “ l‘e- gins with a. capital letter.” ‘ Most persons experienced in real es tate matters have a wholesome dread of that part of a. mortgage or deed known as the covenant. It has the effect of making the debt which has been contracted in respect of the land a personal obligation. The property may change hands half a dozen times, and ten or fifteen years afterwards the covenan tor, who has perhaps forgotten all about the transaction, is called upon to redeem his promise. Sometimes this causes innocent persons to suffer, particularly Where an ancient covenant makes a. business man fail and takes What should go to legit- imate creditors. At present a person may be sued under a. covenant twenty years after the cause of action arose. There is}: bill before the Legislature to reduce ' the limit to ten years. The amendment does not appear to be unreasonable. Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills may be had of alldruggists or direct by mail from Dr. Williams’ Medicine Company from mther address. The price at which these pills are sold makes a. course of treatment compara- tively inexpensive as compared with other remedies or medical treatment. These Pills are manufactured by the Dr. Williams’ Medicine Company, of Brock- ville, 01112., and Schenectady, N. Y.,and are sold only in boxes bearing the firm’s trade mark (printed in red ink) and wrapper, at 50 cents a box, or six b )xes'for $2.50. Bear in mind that Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills are never sold in bulk, or by the dozen or hundred, and any dealer who ofi'ers substi- tutes in this form is trying to defraud you and should be avoided. The public are also cautioned against all other so-called blood builders and nerve tonics, no matter what name may be given them. They are all imitations whose makers hope to reap a. pecuniary advantage from the wonderful reputation achieved by Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. Ask your dealer for Dr. \Villiams’ Pink Pills for Pale People and refuse all mitations and substitutes. Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills are a. perfect blood builder and nerve restorer, curing such diseases as rheumatism, neuralgia, partial paralysis, locomotor ataxia, St. Vitus’ Dance, nervous prostration and the tired feeling therefrom, the after effects of la. grippe, diseases depending on humors in the blood, such as scrofula, cl: ronic erysxpe- las, etc. Pink Pills give a. healthy glow to pale and sellow complexions and are a specific for the troubles peculiar to the female system, and in the case of men they effect a radical cure in all cases arising from mental worry, overwork, or excesses of any nature. Having most carefully and conscientious- ly examined into the miraculous recovery of M r. Addison, and dispassionately re- viewing the whole evidence, we came home fully convinced of the truthfulness of the report. It is a. pleasure for us to publish this full and authentic account of the mar- vellous recovery of Mr. Isaac Addison and. so far as We can lend the help of our col- umns to make known this wonderful and efficacious medicine which in so many in- stances has produced startling and unhoped for relief from pain and illness. As we saw the hearty old gentleman so happy in his recovered health, and heard him so graphically describe his sufl‘erings, we agreed with him that a great miracle had been wrought through the agency of Dr. VViiliams’ Pink Pills. We sought out a number of residents of the town, and in conversation with them learned that the account Mr. Addison had given us of his condition was in every particular correct. His recovery has naturally been the talk of the town and in social circles, and many others are using Pink Pills for various ail- ments with good results. ' A CHAT WITH THE MAYOR. We called on H. Pafl'ord, Esq., Mayor of the town, and proprietor of a tasty and prosperous drug business. He verified what Mr. Addison had said as to his suffer- ings and helpless condition, and said he never expected to see him around again. He said he considered Mr. Addison’s restor- ation truly remarkable, and that the knowl- edge of the benefit to him had made an ex- tensive demand for Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills, so much that their sales are away ahead of any other proprietary medicine in the market. He remarked that although so extensively advertised, if their use were not followed by beneficial results the sale would rapidly decrease, but the firm hold they have taken on the public proves their worth, and that they have come to stay. ma DIVISION COURT CLERK. We called upon J. B. Secord, Esq., Clerk of the Division Court, who said he had known Mr. Addison for many years, and that he bore a high reputation for truthful- ness. He knew that in the earlier stages of his trouble he had tried several physi- cians in vain, and at last became incapable of moving himself. As a last chance he took Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People, and these at first seemed to make him worse and the pains increased, but continuing them they acted like magic, and resulted in a complete cure. His cure is looked upon by the people as something wonderful, and no one doubts that The agency employed, Dr. Williams’iPink Pills, was the means under Divine Providence of effecting the cure. out pain,” accompanying the statement with a movement of the arm and rubbing the hack of his head with his arm. On De- lng asked if he felt any disagreeable sensa- tions on taking Pink Pills, he laughed and said “ no, that was the beauty of it. \Vzth other medicines there were nasty and un; pleasant feelings, but I just swallowed the pills and never felt them except in the beneficial effects.” Con'tinuin'g he gaid;°‘_‘_FBâ€"r:°_t;{v<)vv_yéav.rs I could not move my left hand and arm an inch, but now I can put it anywhere with- nnt. 7|h‘n 1’ n---.....-..-__~__ ‘|__ JUAN“ 7“--- _ wvb‘.“ vuv uov v; I. tun L ALIE, all“. I am now better. That’s the proof. Why,” said he, “just see how I can walk,” and he took a. turn about the room stepping with a firmness, that many a. man twenty-five years younger might envy. laughed. But I have never taken anything else since 1 began the use of Pink Pills, and Breakinz 1t Gently- The “ Covenant. ” ‘r. Auv “ HOW delightful; dear ! I 13 four dang}: ters. Shan’t we all be happy together, iove ‘3” ' Bride (just after the wedding)â€"“ Fred, you promised to give me a rand surprise aftgr we were married. Vhat is it ‘2” Bridegroom (who is a. widower)-"' I have six children m” etaâ€"all bo ” ' N Univ HaunthlfiyflpAn-.. I ‘l' L_Â¥_§'r, Blade:â€" Janitorâ€"“ You will have to take that out of the window or pull down the shade." Mrs. Flatterâ€"“ Why, that’s only a. doll I had when I was a. girl.” Janitorâ€"“ May be, marm ; but folks in the streets might think it was a child, and we don’t allow children in our suites, mgrm. \V e can’t be too strict, you know.” Mrs. Smithâ€"“ And how is your neigh- bor ?” Mrs. Brownâ€"“ She’s well enough, I suppose. I haven’t seen her to speak to for six weeks.” Mrs. Smithâ€"‘f Why I thought you were on the most friendly terms.” Mrs. Brownâ€"“ Well, we used to be but we’ve exchanged servants.” ,_______ â€"--.- ~and, besides, it. is getting lite.” “ Flease hear me out, Miss Helen,” pleaded the in- fatuzted young reporter; “ I’ll cut it down to 250 words.” “ Iâ€"I must not listen to you Mr. Capp- head," protested the blushing girl, with eyes downgasb ;_“ you 2-3.3? on_ly trifling, and “ Well, I’m in the soup again.” “What’s up?” “Asked my girl if she could return my love, last night, and she said : ‘ Why, certainly I’ll return it. Who are you going to ofier it to next ‘2’ That proves marriage a. total failure, unless I can get another girl. ” Mrs. Newedâ€"“ My husband never stays out late. He is always in bed by 11 o’clock.” Mrs Knowibâ€"“ Is he always home by that; time?” Mrs. Newedâ€"“Oh, no; but he always retires by that; time. even when he misses his train and stays in town over night.” Mrs. Lightheartâ€"“ Dear old Tom, he is so thoughtful of my happiness.” “ What has he done?” Mrs. Lightheartâ€"“ Doubl. ed his life insurance, and now I don’t have to yorry in the least when he is in danger even.” Fortune Tellerâ€"“ Let me read your for- tune, lady. I can find out your futurr husband." Ladyâ€"“ I already have a. bus band.” Fortune Tellerâ€"“ If you’d like to have him found out, I can do that, too.” “ Please, ma’am, there’s a. poor man at the door with wooden legs.” Young House- wifeâ€"“ Why, Babette, what can we dc with Wooden legs ‘3 Tell him we don’t want any.” “ But why do you object to Henry, father?” “ Because he has no prospects,” replied the millionaire, stemly. “ But you forget, father, what good prospects Henry would have if.you didn’t object.” “Not’to-da.y thank you !”â€"Servantâ€" “ Dianna mn’nm ‘kfl-A’fi ‘--_ _--_A _L AL. Mrs. \Vibherbyâ€"“That chair you are sitting on is a. genuine antique.” Miss El- dery â€"-“Then perhaps I had better not sit in in.” Mrs. \ViLherbyâ€"“Oh, don’t get up. It is very. becoming to you. ” Xâ€"-“ Baggs must have a, poor memory. He has been owing me 35 for a. year.” Yâ€"‘ “ On the contrary, I think he 'has a. good memory. I owe him $5, and he asks me for it every time he sees me.” Hardupâ€"“ Thé amount of your bill, doc- tor, has made me feel quite ill.” Doctor (gleefully)â€"“ Has it, sir? Then I suppose you will want me to attend you profession- ally again ‘3” “ My friend ” began the solemn man with the red nose, ‘ we all are dust.” “ Gowan!” replied the new policeman, “or I’ll soak you, an’ then your name will be mud, see ‘3” Doctorâ€"“ Well, my fine fellow; I was sure that the pills I left for you would cure you. How did you take them in water or in cake ‘3” “Oh‘, I used them in my pop-gun.” Plumberâ€"“ Are there any incumbrances on this house ‘3” Proprietorâ€"â€"“ Why do you ask ‘2” Plumberâ€"“ I wish to make out; my bill in the light of the facts.” Sheâ€"“ Do you love me?" He (reproach- fully)-“ How can you ask '2” Sheâ€"“VVell, a. woman certainly has a right to ask that much of a. man whom she is to marry." ,V V-__,__-_ __-.. ...._, thing '2” Lillianâ€"“Know anything! He doesn’t even suspect anything.” “I hear you have secured a. divorce,” said one Chicago woman to another. “Yes, I’m a. liberty belle myself now,” was the reply. :“I saw a. fellow yesterday With acool thousanolg’ “How did you know it was cool?” “It must have beén ; ’twfiévé aids.” Jimpsonâ€"“Why in the world is it. that. men marry widows?” Simpson (a victim) â€"“They don’t, as a rule. The widows marry them.” “Van is in love, sure, this time.” “Why?” “Jack says he woulclzi’t take his cigar in his r1 this hand last evening until the scent of bEthel’s glove had worn _‘m 9’ ofi'. The reason a. person sees stars when he is struck in the head must be because it makes him sore aloft. Bose-“Dogs MpA'Yerydull kgow agg- _, ml 7 There are accidents that are peculiar to the seasons. The balloonisb gets the worst of it. in the fall. Friendâ€"“Do you think you will rich girl?” Poetâ€" “I 11 have no i in this business.” It; is hard to tell a man’s bent when :16 2's. in straits. It scares a. man Who has done wrong to be told that; he has an expressive face. Mayâ€"“Don’t: you think your land‘ady’s little boy is an angel ‘2” Frankâ€"“Not yet; but I have hopes.” l‘UN OF THE HOUR- if I kéep ”fig