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Edinm' THHD’ THE BYE. “Are you loyal?" I ask, looking up at Paul ther; “I hopeso, fox-I could never like you if you were not. Some people say rude things about royalty; they think it sounds grand, but I think it is simply very bad taste.” “Shall you think I am disrespectful 111 any that in my Opinion kings and quesns are not so good-looking, as every-day peo- ple?” he asks. “No, for that is often true. For in- stance, ” I say, looking across at Silvia and her lover, “where would you see such a pair as that?" He does not wince in the very least as hiseyo falls upon them, and yet he is going to stay on here for her sake. “So that is the couple for whom yonm kindly going to act the pa: t of goose-berry?" he asks. with a smile. “I thought you said you were going to play it for me?” o ”So I was,”l say. turning very red.,bnt still looking him well in the face; “it was you I meant.” “And the lady?” “ Look at this photograph”! say.quick~ )y: "is it not pretty?“ In my hurryl have laid my finger down on a {as baby taken n. In fig-leaf. so pmflpitawly shift it and indicate a couple of Luttrell lovers, who look even more foolish than they feel. " Very," says Mr. Vzwhvrnvith emphasis. “But where is the gnu-berry?" “I wundrr,” I say, miskng my voice a little. that I may talk my culor down, "why plain people have their photographs take-n so much uftt'lu'r than handsome nus? It is such 21 rare thing to find pretty {aw in an album! Do you think those puplv know how ugly they are?" “'0: am looking at. a man whose eyes already Well rolled by nature have ev! dvmly acquired :s distinct aid supermo- gawry roll by lung practice: he looksus if a. smart mpun the buck of his head would send them into his lap. "No.“ says Paul. “for theplaimmtpeo- p10 always think thmnseIVcs the hand- smncst. Hun- you (-wr had yonmtakcmf’: “Once. at P-imperncl; it'wu a horrid experience. and I new: wish to have an- other 1ikt- it." “What did. he dot”? asks Paul. “Did he. like the little ta: photographer in Punch, say, ‘Look at me, miss, and don‘t smilr?” "No. but he did worse; he wished me to smiht, but he Would not le‘ me do it my own wayâ€"he n-gulmcd it. When I had got up a moderate grimhe would say, ‘A rune lnonv, miss!’ but. on trying 0 oblige him, I shuwcd a little of my teeth which was strictly forbidden. “I inn afraid the -Pimperncl process is a long one." says Paul, laughing. While he puts the book back, I glance around me. The men look amiable and cheerful in the extreme, asnll mankind. ha»; a way of doing after dinner: one or two of them sentimental. toarswiil stuné in thvir t'yUS by and by. if a plaintive bal- hul is sung. It is not an ennohling refiec~ tion that the best of men is better after a good dinner than he was before; and that the hottest low-:- can be made hotter still by a choice vintage. Miss Lister is going to sing -. she spreads out her green silk skins. and takes off her bracelet, and clears her throat. Do the birds make any prepnmtion before bursting out into a rush of quuisitv song;’She sings “Only,” and Jack‘s ridiculous verso 'ooxnes into my mind an I listen: “Only a face at the window Only a face. nothing more; If ever it owned any legs. They must have walked out nt the door. " Some songs move me, but this one never does. "Gi.c me “When Sparrows buildi“ with the yearning cry of the girl’s broken heart wailing through innnd “the faded bent o‘er howl." Alice sits down and plays glorious “Tam O'Shanter.” How the rollicking. dare-devil, spirited notes ring out! How wo seem to see the hot pursuit, feel the witch fingers creep- ing nearer and nearer to the terrified gal- luping horse! An hour slips away. It has been a chanuing evening. “Goal-night!" says Paul ther, stand- ing hefum me; “We are banished to billiards. Are you gning to begin your duties as gwseberry tomorrow morn- It is half pact. eleven o’clock,a.nd we are all ln 'chun-h tam-e Vane and Captain Oli- ver), confmeing ourselves to be miserable sinners. although in our secret souls we think ourselves nothing of the sort. And now we are all standing up, able to take our fill of staring at the well- washcd. Wcll-gfl‘aa‘cfl congregation. who are singing, “Jerusalem the golden” with all the strength 0! their bucolic hem-tam voices. I wish they had a few H’samong them, these good and bad people! They let them all go so recklessly. but with the univer- sal , law of compensation put them in again in the wrong place. How loud and clear presently sounds their “Incline our 'arts to keep this. law 2" The rector is very like Mr.Skipworth in appearance. voice. and manner. For an hour We sit under him and listen to his discursive ramblings, which, so far no I can make out. are about Jeremiah in the briers, though what on earth he did there or how he got. into such an uncomfortable position we are not told. Could not a clever man my all he has to say tohis con- greguti-m pithily and well in twenty min- utes? . And now we are out againmnd walking acme the churchyaml: and the sun flick- ers down gayly on the: living who walk emuaml on the green shield of earth that lies heavy on the 11mm of those who have “fought. their fight with the‘pale warrior," and been vanquishmhw all have been and must be. A: tho: gate the carriages am waiting, for Lnnn'll Court is more than two miles away. and I find myself seated next to Mr V’zuher.and opposite Milly and Mrs. Lister. " How well you behaved in church. V” says Paul; “you new-r smiled once. not own when that. fat lady tried :0 pus the fat. gnan in the narrow pew, and they got wedgul tngccher 2‘ ‘ . Wn'ugvu u "pzlilfllfl . 0 “Did I not?‘ I saszmghingL “I could not help thinking (if a rhyme in one of the nursery-Inks at home: “ ‘Thm-c was a young lady of Yarrow, Who went up to church in a barrow, She said with a smile. As she stuck in the aisle, “The lady in church must have been a direct descendant. of the one at Yarrow,” says Paul, looking {at me: w'lihope he is no; observing the crushed and forlorn appearance of my bonnet; in future I will, at all flskgmryabandbox. 3""3'" airy erection is quite faultless. Mrs. Lien-i looks as prim and unupproach- ahle as though she were made 0! buckram. Her lips are parsed up very tight; she gram her pmyerbook as though it were a pistol, and a:tog~ethcr she is not a plea- Ant object to contemplate. “ There is Fame!" says Milly, suddenly, as we roll smoothly along under the shay flow of the giant trees that line the park; and there, sure enough in the distance, Sm-akily dodging behind a tree, and look- ing Very hot, dirty, and ashamed of himâ€" Self, 8 her missing lord and master. Did I ever say that Fame is only a few years older than Milly. and that. they are a very young couple indeed? Every Sun~ day morninggsgumly as clockwork, does Nilfi‘ make Fane dressto go to church ”in, and every Sunday morning, at 9Q“? last, moment, does he succeed in “NW andshe has to gam- 9"!!!- _‘ gets out otthe mm mimiflfl’y walks maljho group They build those here churches too nar- ,9” BY HELEN B. MATHERS. (oomxusn) CHAPTER V‘ suflgienfly expialns the nature of theio genglemezi’s Sunday amnsemegts. “I am disgusted with you Fans," says Milly; “and as to you, Captain Oliver, 1 am surprised at you. " And she sails away with her lord, leav- ing Captain Oliver utterly squashed. He does not; know that l: is Mllly's habit. to visit all her husband's mlsdeeas upon bk friends, and that nothing will ever make her believe that they do not lead bun into every scrapeâ€"not he them. l .1 “Poor Oliver?!" says Paul, as we walk away, leaving that abused warrior to the tender mercies of Mrs. Lister. Vex-y ten- der they will be, too. as she wants him for a sou-ln-Iaw. “How crestmllen he does look, to be sure! And he is considered to have more bums than any other man in his regiment. " "7413' is quickly routed, then; but it is impossible for a man to be rude to a lfldY. is it not?" “Are fathers generally polite to families?" “If they are gentlemen.” It 0h 1" “I want toknow," says Mr. Vashn', looking down on my tumbled bonnet, what am I to call you. I Won‘t call yuu Miss Adair; I don’t llko Helen May I call you Nell." , A__.. ., n “Oh. no. What would Milly say? Be- sides, I was young when you used to call me that; I am grown up now." “And no longer young?" “'Oh, yes; pretty wall. When we have known each other a little longer, you know “Yes, we shall be near neighbors,” he says, with qultu n. sudden gladncss in his voice; “we shall have plenty of time for gating to know each other better." I. "‘ I do not. improve on . cquaintanee,” I say, smiling. “Oh, you wm find me out to be such a little wmtch! It you saw me in a. rage once you would not forget it.“ “Who puts you out?” “Don-lay, ox- Bashan, OHH' other person. ” “And supposing I do?" “You will be frightened.” “ I am not afraid. " he says. looking deep into my laughing face with his big b.0wn. brown eyes. that are salt-willed, and strong, and tender at one and the same time. “Did any one ever keep you in order, Nell?" ‘ ‘ Never !” I say, proudly. And. I smile to myself as I think of my lover and bond-slave George, who never swayed, :‘ml never could sway me in will, or mind. or heart. Nu. certainly. I have I ever been umnaged by anybody yet. "Women ought not to have their own way." says Mr. “when ”After a while they go in for Women‘s Rights. 11' (1 last it comes to flu: husbands standing on the plznfmm and. holding the baby, while they hold forth upon everything in heaven and ”I don't think Xhosa sort or peopl» ever have anything so frivolous as n baby," I say, considering. " Talking of babies, do you know that you will see two at lunch- eon to-duy? They are coming down for certain." , “Horrible !” he says, shuddering. It then \s one sight more uppetlzing, clean, and sawory than another, in is a baby at 5 table.“ ‘ ._ -' “Take care the mothers do not hear you, " I my, am we enter the house, “they would never speak to you aggin. " “We have taken at! our bonnets and pulled out our locks, havo powdered our hot. {n es as our habits or inclinatiuns will, and we are sitting, one and all in the cool dining-room, eating cold lamb and S» 3.0. “I saw a man in church who was even smaller than I am,” says Lord St.John to me. “and I was so pleased. No: but that I always console myself with n. couplet that. I saw somewhere once; it began: “ ‘Man wants but little here below, No;- wants that little long.’ ” “Itancy that applies to things, not. peo- ple," I say, doubtfully, “and I am nearly sure it Is a hymn." WVSt. John-has lost himself among the {whims/25:33 Chat! 5. “That comes of going to church,” says Captain meazon. Lord St. John smiles blandly at his friends and continues: “It may be that I am prejudiced, Miss Adair." for a man naturally likes to think that he ought to be exactly like what he is, but I like be- ing littlax The .safcs't place he ever ,ot into,” says Mr. Silvestre. ' He betakes himself to claret-cup,so do I, and sit listening to the nonsense that is flying about. How very seldom Silvia’s voice is heard. It is the rarest thing to h ar her speak,and then it is only to Milly or Fane. or Sir George Vestris. Although she lives among us,she somehow seems to be set apart; if it were not to: her perfect evenness. one could never know she wan present. I have seen neither look nor word exchanged between her and Paul th. 1- today. If he loves her still, how can he bun- to see her appropriated by an- other nmn us he does? Mrs. Lister is op- posite me. and I make a discovery con- cerning her; she Wears false teeth, and they do not fit her. She will choke herself some tiny. Perhaps if she were to return them to the dentist and say, "Take back the teeth that thou guest-â€" What is their use, sir, to me?” he would give her a set that might fit her better. "There’s my precious" exclaims Alice, fining her head and .istening; and, sure enough, certain clucks and ones and chokes in the distance announce the ad- ven' of she olive-branches. The door opens and enter two nurses bearing aloft a small Lovelace and a small Luttrell. who are deposited by the some on thelr mother; laps. Milly‘s baby is very young yet, and has that peculiar decrepit look that extreme youth and age seem to share equally. He is too small to be troublesome, and is flat on his back, star- ing about him and taking a meal ofl his fists. Alice‘s son is n (“KL-rem, mother. He is eighteen months old, and of an en- quiring, nvnriclous turn of mind. He drink wine out of his mother‘s glass without winking; he smashes a plate or two, and nearly puts out his eyes with n Little Lord St. John leaves his place,and goes round to look at. the youngster, ad- dressing it uflectionately as “chucky, chucky, chucky!” whether under the mistakcn'nution that he 133 species of young pig, 1 know not. “Littloiangel I” mu;- “ hex- son. murs Alice, gazing “Pretty king!” says Milly, as he: in [ant genomes in her face. fork. ,.,_' ., D-._v.. "v.-.“ “Never crieé at strangers,“ says Milly, rubbing her cheeks against her hell-'5 primrose down. “Never makw a ééixnd," says Alice, Kissing the top of h_er baby's golden head. u‘vAA.‘_ ~~17, 1 never knew until to-dny how mothers drivel. Lord St. John ventures his face too near Alice's boy, and he puts out his plump. jolly‘covered little fingers, and firmly Era-$118 ”mt gentleman’s mus- tachcs with a solemn and delighted coun- tenance. The more the poor man tries to get away, the harder the hub holds on, and n t until tears of pain stand in Lord St-John‘s was is he released, We go into the drawing-room, Midst-are at one another, and marvel, as everybody does every Sunday of their lixbs, what we are. going to do with ourselves. “Are you going to church this after- noon?” asks Paul Vmber’s voice behind me, as I stand drumming my fingers ____:_... .1.“ AL - against the 31354. “It is too hot," I say, turning round. "Oh, I do feel socross! Why, may not one work or, d1-, or do something useful, on Sunday afternoons?” “Wen-e guingto church,” says Miss Lister, appearing before us; “will you come, Mass Adair?” They do not think it is, and go away to I, “pus ”their ships: 9n." w hich means half “No thanks,” I say, looking up at the burning, clondlcss vault overhead. “Is it noin for for you?" 5x3 hour’s hard ‘ labdr before the looking- ‘glass, trying to make as silk purse out of a sow’s ear. ”Don't betray me if I tell youaseuet," Paul, lung: ing; “but I think the expect Brabazon and Oliver to ac- company them to church, and they are 4“Wizat cowards! Did they monies to '80?" '. , “They tampon-1nd, 1 banal", “Alas for the glory of the British my I say. “19 not that one or them peeping round the beech-tree?” “It is." "I have a great mind, a very great mind, to sell the Listen where he is; they Would not stand on ceremony, they would fetch him. ” .v‘v- “Brnbazon and Oliver would run," says Paul “and it is fun but for a chase. 13 it not? Here they ““3” "vi-Have yet; ééen Captain Oliver?” asks the one. “ . AI! qu v..." “Have you seen Captain Brabazon?" asks the other, loqklnganiflously about. They are not looking in the right direc- tion. or ‘hoy would see the whole of one gentlenmn's right. boot and a half of the other gentle-man‘s left eye. “When I look at those girls,” says Paul, emphatically, ”I feel thankful that I have no sister. ” TI am goiriérbut into the garden," says Milly, appearing with Kane; “will you come, Nell?” 7 . - u 7 74_L A- I fetch my has, my! we all go out to- gether. Husband and wife walk in front. H15 arm is round her nockar arm is half way round his waist. they lean toward each other like a tall and short weeping-willow. It is rather trying to ono‘s gravity to walk behind them. and catching Paul’s eye, I go ofl‘ into a fit of laughter. “ Do they always behave like that?" I ask. “ I nover saw them together before, except when they were engaged, and there was some excuse then. ” “’1‘h0yulwfii’s did abroad," says Paul. “or at least when I met thom; they wore the, amusement of all beholden-s.” "I Would mthor get up curlyin the morning tudo it." I say. energetically, "than have ovary one smiling at me, would not you?" "Much rather!” he says, with em- phnsis: "it. Would prutty well take the bloom off to have any amount of people looking at any. " ...-._~. C We are in the park now, where are cool shady paths and long' plcusunt glndea. chnxugh which the hut tyrannical sun can nut pivruo. In who distance, Silvia and Six- Gmrgc sztris are walking; do they ncwr, I Wonder, grow tired of each other'n aw mioty? “ 'l‘fiém go the lovers,” says Paul, look- ing toward them. “Are they both pn-tcnding, do you think?" “_ Pit-tending 1" he repeats, with real zmunislnncm; why should she? I did not know people 9n!!- prewndcd to be in love" Evidently he hm nu suspicion that she low-s him still, far less is there any of the quick vagcrnoss in his voice that a lover should borrow. ”Null." hu says, looking down on me with a queer smile “don’t aver try to de- cciw: unv om‘ for your face will always bvtmy vnu! \‘nw I know what. you am- tln‘nking; pray, was it, to me and Sihiu that yuu medium-d plzu in: gooscborry? ' ‘ Yes, It. w.‘us I say. turning my red face round “I hmo 1L1\\1H'fi wanted to toll you I know 1111 111011;: that you liked her; I knew it at Churtvris " “ -\nd you think I like her now?” " Do yau 1mm?” 1 sm ,limng my eyes to h1s d 1!. face. “Do you forgw so qulck~ “I do not forget, " he says, “but that old fnncv is dead and hurim‘..th:mk God "‘( he tin-«ms out his arms with a gesture of fnwlnm). “and it is as Eikcly to berovh 0d again {LS a body that has lain in the earth until it has fallen into dust.’ “And she?" I ask, immlumarily. “Hus tux-gottmi.” he says; "why should she. remember me? sin» never lcmks at or noticvs mo, and I don‘t think wn have, exâ€" changul tWonty words. “ “ Yes." I say to myself, “and that is what makes me so surv. If she ever look- ed at or talked to you as any pne elseâ€"" But. ln him low is surely certainly dead. for jealousy ls the very plth and :nurrpw of tlw passion and he does nut flu-l n single twinge. “>111: duvs not care for him!” I say, smut Iy. “I have 12 sec!) rt 11 lovers often; '111y V11 (1 difl‘vn-nt. 12111 is loyal men to his buried low: - 1l1 1‘s not 511v, “She is cnqucttc t1) the core: she can never re1lly11rc fur any one.“ And I honor hlm as 9 holds his peaco and says nothing. I n v A“... “a _--. r"‘" .--.._ , “ And to-xnorruw this time,“ I say, as we turn back toward the honse, following the gnwefully interwoven forms of my sister and brutllcrâ€"ln-lnw, “you will be per- fectly happy among the birds! I wondey if any instinct, tens them that. this is their last day on earth?" ‘ n, A. .â€"‘II uww ou vu \.u..-. “In is to h:- hoped not! And what wlll you be doing?‘ \A A.~_ H “011, '1 am going to cnjuy msyelf. too," I say. brightly; “I shall have a long gos- sip \vlth my sisters in the morningmxd in the afternoon I shall go down by the sea.” about. !” CHAPTER VI. VA: Luncrcll our letters are brought up to us with our cup of early ten. I have only one. leuer, find it. lies on the truly! staring 11m 3}) tho; face. I have heard that love-words writ-ten down are even sweeter than love-words spoken; I break the seal and take out the sheet which is written over in a bold, bright handwriting, so very like George's own looks. It is not very long or particularly eloquent. but it, is manly and over-like and not sulliciently spoony. thunk Heaven, to read ridiculously. I think a good, long course or such letters as those would impress me very favorably as regards him. Breakfast is early this mornlng to suit sportsmen, and when I go down-stairs I find it well begun. The men are eating with a healthy vigor that nothing short of some prospective slaughter of bird or beast ever inspires in their manly breast. They all look intensely awake, and 11va]! their countenancos is that satisfied, nll-is- Well expression that nothing on earth, save the first of September, ever brings them. Show of their nethe- garments, and chul in knickerbockers, they stand confessedâ€"stalwart men of flesh and muscle, or weakly miserable crwturcs, whose lugs look as though it touch would break them. Fane. Charles Lovehwe, Sir George Vestris, and Paul Vosln-r, stand the test well; but the others but the others â€"-u.h, what a falling off was there! The conversation is not particularly in- teresting; it is of “covers” and “coveys,” “bags" and “beats,“ with many other phmses :hat convey small meaning to our ears, and once there is an indistinct murmur of “luncheon and ladies.” Yes, ladies come last of all! For this is that day uf days When women, with a certain sinking of the heart, or is sore smarting of their vanity, are forced to possess but a. divided empire over the hearts of men. “Won’t you wish mo good luck?" asks Paul Vusncr, st mung before me, big and masterful in his cool, gt .37 clothes. (What splendid legs he has got; !) “No, for you’re bound on a bad errand 0n the cont my, I hope you will miss everything, and that"â€"I cast about floundering for a suitable sporting phrase â€"“thut your neighbor will wipe your Breakfas-c is over,n.nd wu are all leaving the dining-m1n.~ eye ' He luuglm “Who taught you that ex- pression?” “I forgot. Jack, I think. It was quite right. was it. not?” We are at the hull door now, where are gathered toga her sportsmen, keepers. and dogs, and a handful of young wives and nmids. Milly is bidding her lord farewell for a whole day, with a fervor that many a death-bed parting lacks; Alice is stand- ing on tip-toe to klsé Charles. It. is as pretty 3. picture to my mind as any of Mr. film’s. “I hopv," says Paul Vaahor, that you will enjoy your afternoon by the sea, and â€"- You never answered my question yes- terdayâ€"was in an impel-fluent; one?” “ It Was,” I 58V, looking at him steadily through the burning red of my cheeks. What. if I had asked you if you had a Dulclnea?” “Are yOu coming, Vnshcr?" calls Fun: and. he goes with the rest. What, indeed!" he says, looking down on me with an amused laughter in his “And Luke :3 book?" “So. I have such heaps to think 'n (m BE ooxrmnb.) THE QUEEN OF WOMEN. REV. DR- TALMAGE DISCLISSES A QU ES- TION OF UNIVERSAL INTEREST. He Favors Woman Slain-age, but Say: Hi. Chief Anxloty Is Not. For Tull. but I‘ll-t Woman Should Approcla‘to the Glorlonl St. Louis. June 17.â€"â€"In his sermon yes- terday, Rev. Dr. Talmage, who has reach- ed this city on his western tour, discussed a subject. of universal in terestâ€"â€"viz .‘“\Vo- man's Opportunity"â€"â€"his text. being. “She shall be called woman,” Genesis ii. 28. ,3A luau 08 canon woqmu, uuuums u. .u. God. who can make no mistake; made man and woman for a. specific work and to move in particular spheresâ€"man to be regnunt in his realm; woman to be .domin- ant in hers. The boundary line between Italy aml‘So'itzerland, between England and Scotland, is not more thoroughly marked than this distinction between the empire mmculine and the empire femin- ine. So entirely dissimilar are the fields to which God called them that you can no more compare them than you can oxygen and hydrogen, water and grass, trees and stars. All this talk about the superiority of one sex to the other sex is an everlast- in}.' waste of ink and speech. A jeweler may have a scale so delicate that he can weigh the dust of diamonds, but where are the scales so delicate that you can weigh in them affection against affection. sentiment against seniiment. thought against thought. soul against soul, a man’s : world against a woman’s world? You come out with your stereotyped remark that man is superior to woman in intellect. and then I open on my desk the swarthy, iron typed. thunderbolted writings of Harriet Martinenu and Elizabeth Brown- ing and George Eliot. You come on with your stereotyped remark about woman’s superiority to man in the item of afl'cction, but I ask you. where was there more capacity to love than in John, the disci- ple, and. Matthew Simpson. the bishop, and Henry Martyn, the missionary? The heart of either of those men was so large that after you had rolled into it two hemispheres tin-re was room still left to mur- slml the hosts of heaven and set up the throne of the eternul Jehovah. I deny to man the throne intellectual. I deny to woman the throne afiectional. N0 human phrnseology willever deline the spheres, while there is an intuition by which we know when a. nmn is in his realm, and when a woman is in her realm. and when either of them is out of it. No bungling legislature ought to attempt to make u (lelinition or to say, “This is the line and that is the line." My theory is that if a Woman wants to vote she ought to vote. and thntifnnmn wants to embroider and keep house he ought to he allowed to em- broider and keep houxe. There are mascu- line women, and there are efl‘eminate men. My theory is that you have no right to interfere with any one's doing anything ] that is righteous. Albany and “lashing- ltion inightns Well decree by legislation how high 3. brown thrasher should fly or how deep n trout should plunge as to try to seek out the height and depth of Wom- an’s duty. The question of capacity will Settle finally the whole question.the whole subject. \Vhen a woman is prepared to preach. she will preach and neither con- ference nor presbytcry can hinder her. \Vhenu. woman is prepared to more in highest commercial spheres, she will have great influence on the exchange, and no hoards of trade can hinder her. I want woman i0 understand that heart and brain ‘nn m‘erfly nny barrier that politi- cinusnmysetnp. and that nothing can keep her back or keep her down but the question of incapacity. Bight She All-mu], Pououon. I was in New Zealand last year just after the opportunity of suffrage had been con- ferred upon women. The plan worked well. There had never been such good or- der at the polls. and righteousness tri- umphed. Men have not made such :1 won- derful moral success of the ballot box that they need fear women will corrupt it. In all our cities man has so nearly made the ballot box a. failure, suppose we let wom- l an try. But there are some women. I i know, of most undesirable nature. who wander up and down the countryâ€"having no homes of their own or forsaklng their own homesâ€"talking about their rights, and We know very well that they them- selves are fit neither to vote nor to keep house. Their mission seems merely to humiliate the two sexes at the thought of what any of us might become. No one would want to live under the laws that such women would enact or to have cast upon society the children that such women would raise. But I shall show you that the best rights that woman can own she already has in her pos‘ession; that her position in this country at this time is not one of coniniisemtion. but one of congrat- ulation; that the grandeur and power of her realm have never yet been appreciated; that she sits toâ€"day on a. throne so high that all the thrones of earth piled on top of each other would not make for her a footstool. Here is the platform on which she stands. Away down below it are the ballot box. and the congressional assem- blage. and the legislative hall. \Voman always has voted and always will vote. Our great grandfathers thought they were hytheir votes putting; Washington into the presidential chair. No. His mother. by the principles she taught him and by the habits she incubated. made him presi- dent. It was». Christian mother’s hand dropping the ballot when Lord Bacon wrote‘ and Newton philosophized. and Alfred the Great governed. and Jona- tlmn Edwards thundered of judgment to cmne. How many men there have been in high political station who would have been in- sufficient to stand the test to which their moral principle was put had it not been for a wife’s Voice that encouraged them to do right and a wife’s prayer that sound- ed louder than the clamor of partisanship? The right of suffrage, as we men exercise it. seems to he a feeble thing. You, a Christian mun, come up to the ballot box, and you drop your vote. Right after you comes a. libertine or a. sotâ€"the ofl'scourinz of the streetâ€"and he drops his vote, and his vote counteracts yours. But if in the quiet of home life a daughter by her Christian demeanor, :1 wife by her indus- try, a mother by her faithfulness, casts a vote in the right direction then nothing can resist it. and the influence of that vote will throb through the etcrnities. Mr chief anxiety, then. is not that wom- an have other rights accorded her, but that she, by the grace of God. rise up to the appreciation of the glorious rights she al- ready possesses. First, she has the right to make home sappy. That realm no one has ever disputed with her. Men may come home at noon or at night and then tarry a comparatively little while, but she all day long governs it. bealltifies it, sanc- tifies it. It is within her power to make it the most attractive place on earth. It, is the only calm harbor in this world. You knowus well as I do that this outside world and the business world are a long scene of jostle and contention. The man who has a dollar struggles to keep it. The man who has it not struggles to get it. Prices up. Prices down. Losses. Gains.]‘ Mist-representations. Underselh‘ng. Buyo‘ ers depreciating; salermen exaggerating. Tenants seeking less rent; landlords de- mzulding more. Struggles about office. Men who are trying to keep in; men out trying to get in. Slips. Tumbles. De- falcations. Panics. Catastrophes. Oh, woman, thank God you have abome, and that you maybe queen in it! ‘Better he ‘ there than wear Victoria‘s coronet. Bet- ‘vterbethere than carry the purse 0! a princess. Your abode may be humble.but you can. by your faith in .God and your cheerfulness of demeanor, gild it with splendors suchas an upholsterer’s hand never yet kindled. _ There are abodes in every cityâ€"humble,I two stories, four plain, unpapered rooms, undesirable neighborhood. and yet. there Is a. man who would die on the threshold rather than surrender. Why? It is home. Whenever he thinks of it. he sees angels of God hovering around it. The ladders of heaven are let. down to that house. Over the child’s rough crib there are the chantiugs of angels m; those that broke over Bethlel; “a It is home. These children may come up after awhile, and thev mav win high nositlon. and they my Auvu uu u. __- -_- not until their dying day forget that hum- ble roof under which their father rested, and their mother sang, and their sisters played. 01:. if you would gather up all tender memories, all the lights and shades of the heart, all banquetings and reunions‘ all filial. fraternal, paternal and conjugal affections, and you had only jiist {our let,- mm with which to spell out that height have an affluent residepce. but they will nu“. .. .-.. . and depth and length and bromlth and umgnitude’ and eternity of meaning you would, with screaming eyes, and trembling voice. and agitated hand, writeit out. in those four living capitals. H-O-Mâ€"E. ll'U‘A'L'uu . \Vhat right does womnn want tlmtis grander than to be a. queen in such a‘ realm? \Vhy. the eagles of heaven cannot.‘ fly across that dominion. Horses, pant- ing and with lnthered flanks, are not swift enough to run to the outpost of that realm. They any that the sun never sets upon the English enioire. but I have to tell you that on this realm of woman’s influence eternity never marks any bound. Isabella fled from the Spanish throne, pur- sued by the nation‘s anathema, but she who is queen in a home will never lose her throne, and death itself will only be the annexation of heavenly principal- ities. When you want, to get your grandest ldenol' a queen, you do not think of Cath- erine of Russia, or of Anne of England, or Maria Therese of Germany, but when you wont to get your g undest idea of a. queen you think of the plain woman who sat opposite your father at the table or walk- ed with him arm in arm down life’s pathâ€" way; sometimes to the Thanksgiving bun- quet, sometimes to the grave but always togetherâ€"soothing your petty gricfs, cor- recting your childish waywardness. join- ing in your infantile sports. listening to your evening prayers, toiling for you with needle or at the spinning wheel and on cold nights wrapping you up snug and warm. And then at last on that day when she lay in the back room dying and you saw her take those thin hands with which she haul toiled for you so long, and put them together in a. dying prayer that commended you to the God whom she had taught you to trustâ€"oh, she was the queen! ’l‘he chariots of God came down to fetch her, and as she went in all heaven rose up. You cunnot think of her now without it rush of tenderness that stirs the deep foundations of your soul, and you feel in; much a. child ngnin as when you i cried on her lap, and if you could bring heri ‘ back again to spunk just once more your home as tenderly as she used to spank it, you would be willing to throw yourselfon the ground nnd kiss the sad that Covers her, crying: “Mother! Moth- er!” Ah. she was the queenl She was the queen! Now, can you tell me how many thousand miles in. wonmn like that would have to travel down before she got to the ballot box. Compared with this work of training kings and queens for God and eternity. how insignificant seems all this work of voting for uldermen and common councilmen und sheriffs and con- stables and mayors and presidents? To make one such grand woman as I have described, how many thousands would you want of those people who go in the round of fashion and dissipation, going us far toward disgraceful apparel as they dare go, so am not to lit-arrested hy the policeâ€"a their behavior n. sorrow to the good and a caricature of the vicious. and an insult to that God who made them women and not goruons, und trmnpinu on down through a frivolous and dissipated life to tempor- ; al and eternal damnation? O woman. with the lightning of your soul, strike dead at your feet all these ul- luremcuts to dissipation and to fashion! Yum immortal soul cannot be fed upon sucligzu-bzige. Gm! calls you to empire and duminiun. \Viii you have it? ()h. give to find your heart; give to God all your hunt; energies; give to God an your culture: give to God all your refim-nient; u... . r _ give yourself to him, for this world and; the next. Soon all the.» bright eyes will 1 be quenched, and these voices will he hushed. For the last time you will lool. upon this fair earth. Fulher's hand, mother‘s hand, sister's hand, child's hand, will no more he in yours. It will he night, amd there will come up It cold wind from the Jordan, and you must start. “'ill it be a lone woman on a. trucklcss moor? Ah, no! Jesus will come up in that hour and 0:10: his hand and he will say, “You stood by me when you were well; now I will not desert you when you nre sick." One wave of his hand, and the storm wiil drop. and another wave of his hand, and midnight shall break into mid. noon, and another wave of his hand, and the clnunbcrluins of God will come down from the trensurehouscs of heaven. with robes lustrous. blood washed and heaven glinted, in which you will army yourself for the marriage supper of the Lamb. And then with Miriam, who struck the timhml of the Red sea, and with Deborah, who led the Lord’s host into the fight, and with Hannah, who gave her Samuel to the Lord, and with Mary, who rocked Jesus to sleep while there were angels singing in the air, and with sisters of charity, who bound up the battle wounds of the Crimea, you Will, (tom the chalice of God, drink to the soul’s eternal rescue. Your dominion is home, 0 Woman! \Vhatabrnve iight for home the women of Ohio made some ten or fifteen yours ago, when they banded together and in many of the towns and cities of that stole nmrched in procession and by pmycr and Christinnsongs shut up more places of dissipution than we ever counted. Were they opened nguin? Oh, yes. But is it not at good thing to shut up the gates of hell for two or three months? It scenicdtlmt men engaged in the business of destroying others did not know how to cope with this kind of war. fore. They knew how to light the Maine liquor law,1md they kne'w how to fight the National Temperance Society. and they knew how to fight the Sons of 'l‘einpernnce and Good Samaritans, but when Deborah "-Dpenred upon the scene Siseru took to his feet and got to the mountains. It seems that they did not know how to contend against “Coronation"und “Old Hundred" and “Brattle Street” and “Bethany," . they Were so very intangible. These men found that. they could notuccomplish much “guinst that kind of warfare und in one of the cities it regiment was brought out all armed to disperse the‘women. They came down in battle array, but, oh, what D00? successl For that regiment was made up of gentlemen. and gentlemen do not like to shoot women with hymnbooks in their hands. Oh, they found that gunning for female prayer meetings wns a very poor busxnessl No real damage was done. “1' though there was threat of violence after threat of violence all over the land. I reulâ€" 1y think if the women of the east had as much faith in God as their sisters of the west had, and the some recklessness of hu- man criticism, I renlly believe that in one month three’fonrths of the KI‘OSSHOIJR "f our Cities would‘be closed, and there wonl be running through the gutters of the streets burgundy and cognac and hoidsick and old port and schiedmn schnapps and 1“Ker beer, and you would save your {n- thel‘s, and your husbands, and your sons. first, from a. drunknrd's grave and, sec- ondly, from n drunknrd’s hell! To this battle for home let all women rouse them- selves. Thank God for our early home. Thank God for our present home. Thnnk God for the coming home in heaven. One twilight, after 1 hurl been playing with the children for some time, I 133' down on the lounge to rest. The child-l ren said play more. Children always wamtl to play more. And, hull asleep and hulf‘ “Wake. I seemed to dream this dream: I“ seemed to me that I was in a. far distant laudâ€"not Persia, although more than ori- ental luxuriamce crowned the cities: “0" the tropics, although more than tropical fruitlulncsw. filled the gardens; nor Italy: although more than Italian softness filled lheulrâ€"and I wandered around, lookifig for thorns and nettles, but I found none of them grew there, and I walked forth. and I saw the sun rise, and I said. “When will it set agnin?"aud the sun sank not. And I saw all the people in holiday 31" parel, and I said, “When do they 1““ °“ workingnmu’s ‘ garb again and delve in the mine and swelt'er at the forge?” b‘“ nelther the garments not the robes did they put off. And I wandered in the sub- urbs. and I said. “Where do they bury the dead of this great city?” and I looked 510118 by the hills where it would be most beautiful for the dead to sleep, and I saw castles and towus and bank-meats. but not. 0. nmusoleum, nor monument, not white slub could I see. And I went. into the great. chapel of the town, and I said: "W here do the poor worship? Where are the benches on which they sit?” and a voice answered, “We have no poor in this great city.” And I wandered out,seeking to find the place where were the hovels of the destitute, and I found mansions o! muher and ivory and gold, but no tear did I see or sigh hear. I was bewildered, and I sat, under the shadow of a great. tree, and 1 said, “What. um I, and whence comes all chi 2’” And at that moment there came from: among the leaves, skipping up the flowery paths and across the sparkling waters. is very bright and sparkling group, and when I saw their step i knew it, and when 1 I heard their voices I thought I knew} them, but their uppnrel was so difl’erent‘ from unythingl had ever seen I how'ed,‘ u stranger to strangers. But after awhile, when they clapped their hands and shout- ed: “ 'v'elcomei “Welcome!" the mystery was solved, and I saw that time had pas. sed, and that eternity had come, and that God had gathered us up into a higher home, and i said “Are we all here?” And the voices of innumerable generations ans- wered, “All here!" And while tears of gladness were raining down our cheeks, and the branches of Lebanon cedars were clapping their hands, and the towers of the great city were chiming their wei- come, we begun to laugh and sing and leap and shout, “Home, home, home!” rfhen I felt a child’s hand on my face, and in woke me. The children wanted to play more. Children always want to play more. Douglas Jerrold and Leigh Hunt. ‘ Douglas Jerrold’s soul seemed to abhor every truce of study slovenliness. A cozy! room was his in his home at West Lodge, Lower Putney Common, and his sou’ s pen has gh e11 the world a welcome peep at the interior: “The furnituxe is simple solid 01k. The desk has not a speck upon it. The marble shell upon which the ink- stand rests has no litter in it. Curious notes lie in a row between clips on the tar ble. The paper busket stands near the armchair, prepared for answered letters and rejected contributions. Thelittle dog follows his master into his study and lies at his feet." And there were no books maltreated in Douglas Jerrold’s study. It gave him pain to see them in any way mis- used. Longfellow had the some sympa- thies with neutness and exactitude. Method in all things was his rule. He did not cure to evolve ilno thoughts and poetic images at a. desk fixed like the one stable rock in an ocean or muddle. But. other distinguished writers have been as careless as these were careful. Carlyle gives us a curious sketch of Leigh Hunt’s manage. In one roomâ€"the family upaereuLâ€"n :lusny table and uragged carpet. On the floor “books, paper, egg- shells‘ scissors1 and last. night when I was there the torn heart of a half qunrcer loaf.” And above in the workshop of talentâ€"something cleanerâ€"only two chairs, a bookcase and a writing table."â€" Chnmbers‘ Journal. H anger is the Best Sauce. The edible qualities of horseflesh were being discussed by u. company gathered in i u down town office in Portland, says The Oregonian. After a number had expressed their opinion a gentleman said that he had never eaten horse meat or mule meat. but . lie knew that mule meat was good. When‘ asked how he knew, he said his mother] told him so. His parents came to this coast by way of the isthmus in 1849 and were 119 days coming up from Panama to’ San Francisco on a sailing vessel. 0! . course provisions became scarce. and final-l Ly the passenzers were reduced to a cup 0L rice each one any and a cup of beans each‘ the next. and some of them grew hungry. I “'llcn the vessel reached Moxlcerey. a mule was purchased and killed for the passem: gets, nnd his mother ate some of “â€"3.3 , much as she coulxl getâ€"mid she maintains: u- ..... Lo leis any that in was the best. meat she ever ate in her life. All that horseflesh needs to make it liked is hunger sauce. llorseflesh is not often found on tables in this country, but in European countries it. is. extensively used, especially by the poor- e: classes. Candle- of the Ocean. Frazer riwr people, as well as the nae tivos of Alaska, are going to be well supâ€" plied with artificial light for some time to come, and th- electric light industry at i Sitka has received a severe blow, while the gas tanks at Vancouver are threatened with innocuous desuetude. All of this has conu- about through aremarkable run of fish which has occurred along the coast uf British Columbia and of Alaska during the past week. They were not ordinary fish, but natural cundlesnvhich have been found swimimng in the Pacific ocean in immense shoals A despatch from Van- couver says that while the fishing lasted it was more profitable than gold mining. One catch that was made beat all previous ‘ records. 1 A gettiemnn'rejoicing in t1 e appropri« ate name of Finnie captured seventy buckets of the living candles, which are called by the natives eulachons, and he sold them for $17.50 at the market price of twenty-five cents a bucket. When candles are being hauled out o: the water and sold at this rate the local gas companies might as well go out 0 business, and as a result the Standard Oi company on the Pacific coast has been driven from the market temporarily. The eulachons or candle- fish, which belong to the smelt family, , have long been fashionable among the natives of Alaska. They are largely com- ‘ posed of (at. When dried they are stored away and used as candles during the long winter. After the Alaskan has had his dinner he takes out a dried fish, sticks the tail in a crack of the table and touches a match to the nose. Then the fish burns with a bright and steady glimmer. Thus the Alosakan poet never burns the mid- night oil, for his literary labors are illu- minated by euiochon, which, if unusually large, may burn for on hour or more be- fore it sputters out at the tail. The Alas- kans also use these fish at their rude re- ligious eremonies. Rows of candle fish are stuck in a board with their heads upward. Before'the ceremony an old man lights the fish. They burn like a. row at candles and threw a weird lieht over the congre- gation at their devotions. ”A- 1.. at.“ muons“: a“... __,.7 These fish are so common in the waters of Alaska that the natives scoop them up with a. board. A large plank like a 1 aldle is studded with nails and on Indian stund~ ing on the shore or in a boat sweeps it through the water, gathering in great numbers of these natural candles when the shoal is: thick. At New Westmin- ster last Week the catch of candle fish was so large that they are now being frozen by the ten, and it is proposed to ship them to diflerent points as an experiment. This will jeopardize the oil monopoly all along the Pacific coast. Another advantage about these creatures is that it they are not available as candles, they maybe eaten, and they also make an excellent substi- tute for cod-liver oil. They are so full of fat as to be almost transparent. The scientific name of t ese creatures is Thal- eichthy.‘ paclflcus, but none of the natives 01 Alaska Would recognize them other than as “water candles.” They are de- scribed as anadrcmeus deep-see salmonoid fish. They resemble the smelt in form, but with weaker dentition and smaller , -A1n_ vuv VVAUu u ..v_ vfirs, scales, and they are of dusky coloration, growing to nearly a foot in length. In the spring immense shoals of these fish are to be met with along the whole northWest coast of America, and they ascend all the rivers north of the Columbia to spawn. The natives of British Columbia call the eulachon the pan-fish, and use it as a candle by inserting in it the pith of a rush or a strip of bark as a wick. Another species is the anaplopoma flmbria, which resembles the pollock and attains a length of twenty inches and a weight of five pounds. Such a candle would burn for several nights. The larger species is also called the black candle-fish, the horse mackerel and the beshow. Itlwouid only need a shoal of natural matches now to complete the happiness of the Alaskan In- dians and the destruction of the oi: mono~ poly in our arctic province. The supply at ocean candies gathered this spring will, it is aaid,last the Indians for several years unleu they take to eating them. 0! Hamilton. 0nt.-â€" Thin Well-Known Presbyterian Dlvlne. Pastor ofKnox Church. Hamilton. Ont" has Used Dr Agnew'sCataI-rhnl Powdermnd to!!! “- Virtues. Few ministers in the Presbyterian Church of Canada, are better known than the Raw. Mungo Fraser, D. D., of Hamil- ton. His great talents have been over and over again recognized in the church courts. As a preacher he has few equals. and the people of Knox Church, one of the largest Presbymriun churches in Canada, believe he stands at the head of the list. He had sufiered, as so many in his profession, from cold in the headâ€"a serious hindrance to those who have mental work to do. Dr. Agnew’s Cutarrhal Powder Was brought under his notice, and over his own signa- ture he has told of the great benefit it hm; conferred on hlm,a.s it does on all who use it. One short pufl of the breath through the Blower, supplied with each bottle of Dr. Agnew‘s Cuturrhal Powder, difluses this powder over the surface of the nasal passages. Painless and delightful to use, it relieves in ten minntes,and permanent- ly cures Cuturrh, Hay Fever, Colds, Head- ache, Sore Throat, ’l‘onsiiitls and. Deafness (50 cents. Sold by ‘druggist-s. Sample bottle and blower sent on receipt of two 3- cent stumps. S. G. Detehon, 44 Church street. Toronto. Pulpitation of the heart is perhaps the most common symptom or heart dlsease, and is defined an; plllSuthDS that are per- ceived by the patient. It comes on in paroxysms, with intervals of more or less freedom from attack. The heart may beâ€" gin to beat violently; it may bound against me wall of the chest; the vessels may throb in the neck: the eyes become summed, and the head ache; or on the mhur hand, the heart may be very rapid and very feeble, so that the pulse may cunslst only of a series of rapid and almost impulpuble waves. Those sufl'cring from palpitation or flut- tering of the heart should not delay treat- ment u. single hour. Dr. Agnew’s Cure for the hoax-c will always relieve this lmuhle within me first half hour, and {or this reason is regarded by physicians gun- orully us the greatest known remedy for the heart. Sold by druggists. THE OLD. MIDDLE-AGED AND CHILDREN. Are One and All Cured of Kidney Trouble by South American Kidney Cure. Kidney troubles are not confined to those of any age. The grey-haired sufl'er, and keenly sometimes. The man in the vigour of life has his happiness marred by distressing disuse of these parts. Much of the, trouble of children is due to disor- dered kidneys. South American Kidney Cum treats effectively those of any age. And with ail alike relief is secured quickâ€" ly. in the most distressing cases reiief comes in not; less than six hours. It is a Wonderful medicine for this one specific and inn ortunt purpose. Soldy by drug- gists. Another Hamilton Citizen Cured or Rheumatism In Three Days. MEI. )lch‘urlane, 246 Wellington street, Hamilton : “For many weeks I have suffered intense pain from rheumatism; was so bad that I could not attend bobusi- moss. I prucurcd South American Rheu- matic Cure on me reconunendation of my drnggist. and was completely cured in thru- or four days by the use of this rem- edy only. It is the best remedy I ever saw. " Sold by druggisns. The life insurance agent bit his lip, kicked the wall and threw a look at his cat. Then he felt better, but not much better, for {ate lad been treating him un- klndly, 11. It; only punching him unmet-cl- {ully while he was up, but. beating hiya fiercely whlle he was down. “I‘ll tell you my miserable story," he said to a chance caller, “and perhaps evoke your pity. There were three of mammal-t- ners in crime, I believe, and I persuaded each of them to make an application for $15,000 life insurance. And it; took a. lot of persuading, («00. First, of all I gave them :1 dinner, xhen took them be the themre. and then bought; dolls for their little girls. Each of them touched me for a small loan. I could afl'ord these little attentions,us my commission on the busi- ness Would have been about $1,000. “I was hugging myself as the prospect of the cmmuissions, and every time one of them felt dnubtful about; being able to uffurd so much insurance I gave him as meal or a box of cigars to‘jolly' him along. “ They were all three examined on the same day and all three Were rejected. Thuugh they looked healthy they had about all the diSL‘JISk‘S under the sun and they knew it. T vy had hoax-fled at somL Limeur mhur at. the expense of almos every insuranccugum in thwn." Mr. X is a contractor of philanthropic tendencies. He attends the meetings of his working men; he goes to call on them regularly twice a year, and if u workman is about to leave he always wants to know the reason why. Hence, when last Thurs- day his book-keeper told him than Pat, Mulcahey was going we leave Mr. X hn- mcdiatcly requested the pleasure of Pat’s company in the inner oifice. Palpitatlon of the Heart Defined. “Well, well, PM,” he began, “What‘s this lhcnr about your leaving? What's the matter? Haven’t I treated you Well?" “lndude ye have, sorr," replied Pat. "Well, what’s the trouble?” “It‘s that downed boss Smith. Share yistcrduy he took me away from me bod un‘ bricks un‘ slut; me away out on a hill that was cuvered wid rocks. He put me on the top, wid u. shtcel rod in me hand. ‘Drill a hole there.’ says he. An I squat- ted down wid a. hammer an' rod, an’ I wnrrukcd for cwo hunts, makln’ a. {clue mm» hole Au’ then, will ye belavo it, sorr, a damned (001 came along and filled the folne hole wid powdher and blew in 5011â€", un’ I’ll not do that tool thrlck ugin. Earl y Lessons. Watts.â€"â€"A fellow never quite forgets the lessons he learns at his mother’s knee. Pottsâ€"'1‘ M’s so. 10mm laugh when I think of how short a time it took to learn to slut? my hat; in my knickerbockcrs when I had been swimming without per- mission. Women say that in order to make a profit on u. husband he has to be “ manag- ed” like a garden or a milch cow. REV. MUNGO FRASER. 0.0. In giving general saris faction they leave absolute- 1v nothing to be desired. If E. B. Eddy’s were 110' the best matches made :hey Wunld net be in con- -tant use by nine tenths of the people. Spoiled His Good “’ork. Hopes Flattering Tale. 10 A MNABK COUNTY PARKER MABKABLE CUBE. 1°” Fever the A100! E'- h Brought Bun Almost Mly Speaku for sullen". Taken Vlth 311 feet. of with! to the Grimeâ€"He G the Benefit of other Smith's Falls Record- Mr. Joseph N. Baton. who “V58 about a. mile. from the village of Merrickviue, 1., one of the best known farmers in the township of Montague. Up to the spring 02 1894 Mr. Barton had always enjoyed the best of health. At that time hOWever he was taken with 3 Milan fever, the chem; of which 1‘ ft him in a. terribly weakened condition. When the time among-and to begin spring operations or 1: mm he found himself too weak 3“ 0 my part in the work, and notwl was treated by an excellent pa constantly growing weaker and hi. condi- tion not only gmtly alarmed himsoli but his friends. Having read so much con- cerning Dr. Willinms' Pink Pills, ha de- terminal to give them a trial,a.nd without consulting his physician he began their # -...I u... find. wuauuaus um r.-_,.,-v,, use. He only used one box, and, not, feel- ing better, be discontinued the use of the pills. This was where he now admits he made a. serious mistake as he 2 nt omy fell back to his runner weaknas, but became Worse than before. He could now do no Work of any kind,mxd the least exertion left him almost hclphm. Life we a misery to him and he was on the point of giving his cam up as hopeless when a friend strongly urgui him m again begin an, use of Dr. Willimus’ Pink Pills. He agreed to do so, and by Ihe time he had used three boxes there was u nmrvelluus change in his appearance, and he felt like a new man. He still continued to use this life- saving medicine, with astonishing msults. During his illness he had fallen in weight to 135 pounds. but he soon increzmed m 180 pounds. In fact, as he says, the in- urn-11:6 averaged about apouml a day while he was taking the pills. He is now able to ( 0 any kind of Work on his farm, and it; is nmedlvss to say that he is not only a firm lmlicvcr in the cflicacy of Dr. Will- iims' Pink Pills, but loses no opportunity to sound abroad their praise. with the re- suit that others in his locality have bene- fim-d by his experience and advice. To those who are weak, wsily tired, nervous. or whoa- lllood is out of condi- tion, Dr. Williams' Pink Pills come as a veritable, boon, curing when all other medicines (xiii, and restoring; those who give them a fair trial, to a full measure of health and strength. They will be found an absolute cure Ior St. Vitus dance, loco- motor ataxia. rheunmtism, paralysis, sciatica, the after cfl‘ccts of 1a grippe, lost of appetite, headache. dizziness, chronic erysipelas, scrofula, etc. They are also a specific for the troubles peculiar to the to- male system, correcting irregularities. suppressions and all forms of female weakness. In the case of men they efleot a radical cure in all cases arising from mental worry, overwork. or excesses of any nature. Dr. Williams' Pink Pills are sold only in boxes bearing the flrm‘s trade mark and wrapper (printed in red ink) and may be had of all drugglsts or direct by mail from Dr. Williams‘ Medicine Company‘, Brockville, 0m.. or Schenec- A’ady, N.Y., at 50 cents a box. or six boxes for $2.50. Belting Shafting Pu! Ieys Hangers 01' {or your Supplies of Oak '1 anned Leather Belting {11m us. “0 supply {0111 grades. suin- 1171 {01 all ('lasfl s of 111m) 111e1_\. Evetj thingin abmu lines at \I.1n11facturrn;' First Cost J’riros. Gold in the Head Catarrh "'“ HR. HUNT’S HEADACHE THE MILLER EMl‘lSlON‘ 00., Kingston. 0M. IN BOXES 25 Cents at all druggists, or by mail on roceipt of price. Address, ALCOHOLISM. 'IHM Mulil'HlNl-f "Alil'l‘. TOBACCO HABIT. AND NERVOUS DISEASEfi The system employed at this institution is the famous Double Chloride of Gold System. Through its agency over 290,- 000 Slaves to the use of these poisons have hen emancipated in this last (on: teen yeam. Li‘xrburst Sanitarium is the oldest institution of its kind in Canada and has a well-t armed reputation to maintain in this line of medicine. In its u. hole history there is not an instmce of my attu- in 4 fleets from the treatment. Khmirods of happy homes in all puts o! -.h;- Dnminion bear eloquent witness to the many of a course of treatment with us. F- r terms and all information write THE SECRETARY, I; . 28 B .nk uf Commence Clam. Toronto. 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