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the law oi: you.“ “The law I” 1‘ try it on.” “Come, come, Bartlett, get out of the way. or I’ll run you down.” “You just try it.” Bartlett either hadlt no sense of humor or his resentment :‘f against his young neighbor smoth- ; i ered it, since otherwise he would have}: recognized that a. heavy wagon was "~ - > in (longer of being run into by a. light. arr-S at o pensive buggy. The young man kept his I t‘ temper admirably, but he knew just where ’ to touch the elder on the raw. His sister’s -, a hand was placed appealingly on his arm. He smiled, and took no notice of her. n; “Come, nownyou move out, or I’ll hate LL- l___ , - “Take '11:,” cried Birtlett over his shoulder. _ â€"‘v-v-\OV.VI vvvvv Sluuuc I to see that he was her brother, not your own phrase, we me: only on account of the family resemblance licked ye. .HOW do you 11 between them, but also because he allowed l my advxce .13 of any use he to get into the buggy without offering i broader V1?W 0f h‘StOU the slightest assistance, which indeed, was done. 19°“ ‘ confine your: not needed, and graciously permitted her : one PeVOd' Study up 1 to place the duster that covered his knees I Revolution a b‘t' ’ over her own lap as well. The restive team Barth“ made no reply trotted rapidly down the road for a few ,l there for a. While .untll 1 rods until they came to a wide place in the ‘ landscape assumed ”3 norn highway, and then whirled around seeming- arose 1“?!"er ’. WIthout 83'; 1y within an ace of upsetting the buggy, I picked the 1‘8an from ‘1 but the young man evidently knew his i horses and patted the new business and held them in with a firm hand. E 1'13" Then he mounted ‘ The wagon was jogging along where the I drove 03' The professor ha road was very narrow, and Bartlett kept ? besxde the driver, -but Ya. his team stolidly in the centre of the wav. ! 11:8 coat and picking PP l “ Hello there, Bartlett,” shouted the ’ a.ong m front, sthchipg 1, young man in the buggy; “ half the road, Eanada thistles wnh ms ‘ you know,â€"h_alf the road.” I e proceeded. . . _ , 1. ~ ~ , man a race he did not quite like. He took 1133118“ and twmkled "3 the sunlight, came is. catch-as-catch-can attitude and moved dashing past the wagon. 911 seeing theistealthily in a semicircle around Yates, 3W0 walking together the driver hauled up ; who shifted his position constantly so as to his team With .3 suddenness _ lib“ W33 :kecp facing his foe. At last Bartlett sprang evidently "03 1'91“th by the spirited dJ'P‘ I forward, and the next instant found himself pled span he drove. _ I sitting on a piece of the rock of the coun- “ Hello, Margarfit.” he cried 3 “ 9","! I 1 try, with a. thousand humming-birds buz- late ? Have 3’?“ walked "1 all the way 2 l zing in his head, while stars and the land- “ You are 1113‘ ‘3 8°,0d time,” answered I scape around joined in a dance together. the girl, Without looking towards Yates, The blow was sudden, well placed, and who stood aimlessly twirling his cane. The from the shoulder. young woman put h." foot.on th‘? buggy “That,” said Yates, standing over him, 3"?!) and sprang lightly m besxde the I “is 1776 the Revolution â€"when to use driver. It needed no second glance r ’ ’ n “A.-- .r__ ..I, , On also .kn‘ L- _.- Y . V - __v - uw..uvu . ,, r.“‘:3"“"-7 "nu-V": “"ulthat when Yates called him by his last â€"well, an entirely dxfl'erent sort of place name, matters were serious. for oxen.” “ N l‘ h k1 -h d 11 There was no doubt that Yates had a way would‘fiefi tgyiiasagaainfi’per aps you of getting along with people. As he looked “ I kin do it a dozen times, if ye ain’t at his companion he was gratified ‘30 “0‘9 ' satisfied, There ain't no Yank ever raised just the faintest, suspicion of a smile hover- on um kin- ie that can stand a’ in that ing about her lips. Before she could answer, I grage-vihe grist. u g if she had intended to do so, there was a} u Try the grape-vine once more.” (1 quick clatter of hoofs 0“ the bard roa Bartlett proceeded more cautiously this ahead, and next instant an elegant buggy, itime, for there was a look in the young whose slender. jet-black POIiShed 51’0“”J ! man’s face he did not quite like. He took 33th and thnkled m the ”“1933”: came is. catch-as-catch-can attitude and moved dashing past the wagon. Qn seeing theistealthn‘, ;., a “Hand. . .- funds malLd-.. ‘-_-A.L -7 “39 'and Spring lightly}; b2é§d§iiéi “Tbat.”said Yates, standing over him, nver. It needed no second glance “is 1776pâ€"the Revolution,â€"when, to use 5 see that he was her brother, not your own PhraSe, We met ye,_fit ye, and nly on account of the family resemblance llckeg ye _HoԤ d0 you 11ke 1'3? N 0W. If etween them, but also because he allowed § 11:15? 8:1 wee _13 0 fan)?“ use toh you,' take a. “ “-8“ 9‘” buggy We own . dag: "ng?::ozfin;s.z°ry as: it“? he shghtest. aasxstance, whxch Indeed, was ' y urse oo muc o 0: needed, and graciously permitted hex-.0ne Period. Study up the war of the ) p12“ th? dluster final: colv‘zred T's ktnees l R8133]??? 31:35:15 reply After sitting :aegrrgggil;Pda:£ the roeagesfglyea :21: I there for a. while until the surrounding‘ K13 until thev came to a wide place in the t landscape assumed its normel condition, l‘e ighyggy, and then :vhirledtterong segming- ] gigzgéeézzreligrgltggfl szgéngbscgorgls g: r wx m an ace 0 upse mg e uggy at. the young men ewdently knew hi; i hlo'rsesTind pgtted the gearesfiemmal gen- stneSS and held them 1n 11th a fiam hand. i d 30'“; ofl‘enTh: pggggst; h ‘3 t I: 911??“ am: ' ' . ' . a. a. 'en :5 sea. :1 :gsgo‘uergasnggfgvxvugagdongarmegek‘1:vaeta i beside the driver, -bub Yates, putting on 3 team stoiidly in the centre of the wav. ‘ hm coat and plckmg up he cane, strode “Hello there, Bartlett,” shouted the ‘ “mg in fljont. swigchipg off the heads of mag man in the hnmm . n In]: .L- --- 3 Canada flnaf'lna .....1_ _;- , n . _ _ noticeable on her smooth brow. “ You bet they’re pretty. I think all American girls are pretty. It seems their birthright. When I said American I mean the whole continent, of course. I’m from the States myself,â€"from New York.” He gave an extra twirl to his cane as he said this, and bore himself with that air of conscious superiority which naturally pertains to a citizen of the metropolis. “ But over in‘ the States we think the men should do all the work and that the women shouldâ€"well, spend the money. I must do our ladies the justice to say that they attend strictly to their share of the arrangement,” “ It should be a delightful country to live in. for the women.” ' “ They all say so. We used to have an I adage to the effect that America was i Paradise for women, purgatory for men, and I n..." -_ “Ltâ€"J .n v naJLuU- Yates reached across and in a sort of accidental way threw the flap of the tent over the too conspicuous jar. As an excuse for his action he took up his walking-cane and turned towards his new acquaintance. He was flattered to see that she was loiter- ing some distance behind the wagon, and he speedily rejoined her. The girl looking straight ahead, now quickened' her pace, and rapidly shortened the distance between herself and the vehicle. Yates, with the quickness characteristic of him, made up? his mind that this was a case of countryi diffidence which was best to be met by the ‘ bringing down of his conversation to the level of his hearer’s intelligence. l “ Have you been marketing?" he asked. “ Yes.” “ Butter and eggs, and that sort of . thing ‘2” ‘ “ 'vVe are farmers,” she answered, “and . we sell butter and eggs ”â€"a pauseâ€"‘“ and I that sort of thing.” i Yates laughed in his light and cheery:I way. As he twirled his cane he looked at j his pretty companion. She was gazing § anxiously ahead towards a turn in the road. Her comely face was slightly flushed,doubt- less With the exercise of walking. “Now, in my country,” continued the New-Yorker, “ we idolize our women. Pfietty girls don’t tramp miles to market with butter and eggs." “ Aren’t the girls prettyâ€"in your coun-' try a!” Yates made a mental note that there was not as much rurality about this girl as he had thought at first. There was a piquancy about the conversation which he liked. That she shared his enjoyment was doubt- ful, for a slight line of resentment was noticeable on her smooth brow. “That’s a. long distance, and you must be very tired.” There was no reply : so Yates continued, “ At least I thought it along distance; but perhaps that was because 1 was riding on Bartlett’s hay-rack. There is no ‘ downy bed of ease’ about his vehicle.” As he spoke of the wagon he looked at it, and, striding forward to its side, said in a husky whisper to the professor,â€" - ‘ “ Say, Silly, cover up. that jug with a.‘ flap of. the tent.” ‘ “ Cover it up yourself,” briefly replied thevothez- ; “ it isn’t mine.” I “ Our conveyance,” he began, “ is not as Jomfortable as it might be, yet I shall be very happy if you will accept its hospitali- ties.” The young woman flashed a. brief glance at him from her dark eyes, and for a. moment Yates feared that his language had been rather too choice for her rural under- standing, but before he could amend his phrase she answered, briefly,â€" “ Thank you. I prefer to' walk.” “ Well, I don’t know that I blame you. Might I ask if you have come all the way from the village ‘3” ‘5 Vol: 3’ {f CHAPTER Ill.â€"(Cox'rINUED.) raged Bartlett: “van just ROBT. BA.RR, IN cc »33 and in a. sort of the flap of the tent lS jar. As an excuse up his walking-cane ; ings growing louder and louder ' broke the stillness ; then b;- horses, pulled them in, and beg oquy over again. At last. he 55 ‘ t6 the prgfessor,â€" “Wh‘ab’s this R¢ about ‘3” “It was the War of ning in 1776.” “Never heard of it. 0” LIPPINCOTT’S MAGAZINE.” ;,Never heard of it. Did the Yanks fioht O The Ionics fou 1:6 Wm WM Colonies 1mg 1 England,» w vvvl In “Now, now, Yates,” said the professor, soothingly. “let it go at this. “You’re not 1 hurt, are you ?” he asked, anxiously, as he ‘ not-iced how White the young man was around the lips. “Look here, Renmark ; you’re a sensible man. There is a time to interfere and a time not to. This is the time not to. A certain international element seems to have crept into this dispute. Now, you stand aside, like a good fellow. for I don’t want to have to thrash both of you.” The professor stood aside, for he realized that when Yates calied him by his last name, matters were serious. “ Now, old chuckle-head, perhaps you would like to try. that again.” | “TLB. A- :L “There, darn ye,” cried the triumphant farmer, “that’s 1812 and Queenston Heights for ye. How do you like ’em?” Yates rose to his feet with some deliber- ation, and slowly took off his coat. I. t »f t Bartlett sat there for one moment the picture of baffled rage. Then he threw the reins down on the backs of his patient horses and descended. “ You take my horses by the head, do you, you good-fur- e nuthin’ Yank? You do, eh? I like your ° cheek . Touch my horses and me a-holdin’ : the lines ! Now you hear me? Your traps 3 l ' comes right off here on the road. You {hear me ?” “ Oh, anybody within a mile can hear you.” ’ i “ Kin they? \Vell, 03' comes your pesky ‘ tent.” “ No, it doesn’t. ” . “ Don’t it, oh? Well, then, you’ll lick l me fnst ; and that’s something no Yank ever did, nor kin do.” “ I’ll do it with pleasure.” “ Come, come,” cried the professor, get- ‘- ting down on the road, “this has gone far enough. Keep quiet, Yates. â€"â€"Now Mr. l Bartlett, don’t mind it. He meant no dis- ; respect." ! “ Don’t you interfere. You’re all right, ; an’ I aint got nothin’ ag’in’ you. But I’m 1 gom’ to thrash this Yank within an inch of ‘ ? his life ; see if I don’t. We met ’em in i 1812, an' we fit ’em. an’ we licked ’em, an’ .' We can do it ag’in. I‘ll learn yo to take my horses by the head.” , “ Teach,” suggested Yates, tantalizingly. l a ‘ Before he could properly defend himself, Bartlett sprang at him and grasped him ‘5 L round the waist. Yates was something of a wrestler himself, but his skill was of no avail on this occasion. Bartlett‘s right leg became twisted around his with a steel-, c like grip that speedily convinced the young- er man he would have to give way or a bone ‘ Would break. He gave way accordingly, 3‘ and the next thing he knew he came down c on his back‘ with a thud that shook the uni: verse. . IT “that kin make a. man out fur anything.” “You haven’t any jug.23 Yates saw with consternation that the ! jug had been jolted out from under its cov- ering, but the happy consolation came to him that the two in the buggy Would be- lieve it belonged to Bartlett. He thought, 5 however, that this dag-in-the-manger policv ; 'had gone far enough. He stepped briskly! forward and said to Bartlettâ€" , “ Better drive aside a little and let them ! Pass. H ,, “ You ’tend to your own business,” cried the thoroughly enraged farmer. “ I will,” said Yates, shortly. striding to the horses’ heads. He took them by the bits, and, in spite of Bartlett’s maledictions and pulling at the lines, he drew them to one side so that the buggy got by. “ Thank you,’f cried the young man. The light and glittering carriage rapidly disappeared up the Ridge Road. “Should think you’d had enough of it by this time.” “Oh, don’t, don’t, the girl, in distress. “TL“.-- -3 Henry !” protested CHAPTER IV. Revolution he of independence, u-u vuuc, auroue 93' the heads of walking-stick as }: begin- talked e ”V--.” um uuucu azrhthe'readiness of a courtier. Mrslj {gart- 131‘» :61} the way into the house, but; as S Mes 539911 the farmer the latter cleared his throat With an effort, and, throwmg his thumb 0V:er ins shoulder in _ the. d1- rectiO” h1s Wife had taken, said, 111 a. husky whisper,â€" . ‘ H No call toâ€"to mention the Revolution, ‘ you know.” ; . “Certainly not,” answered Yates, with a wink that took in the situation. “ Shall v“, n . ‘ . . , -V --â€"~ kuvu. “J for fast dnvmg. Bes1des, a. wash is refresh- ing amr a. hot: day.” u Thcflre was no denying the cordiality of thi? inmatlcn, and Yates, whose natural ganautrY was at once arogsed, responded . \ ‘Lnrnor1:mA~â€"-£- -4, . “ Nevcg‘ mind him."7:ontinued Mrs. Bart- lett. “ \ou’re at: my house ; and, whatever my neighbors may say ag’in’ me, I neVer heard anyoee complain of the lack of good victugls wh1.le I was able to do the cooking. Come right In and wash yourselves, for the road between .here and the fort is dusty enough, even 1f Hiram never was taken up e, r...t- Hrhfinn DA-:J-- - W, , Hiram ggye a guilty start and looked with 50111:”!ng of mute appeal at the two men, but Sagd _I!chingo ___-.. _ voavVLJ VU‘UU from the inside of the house, as a. stout, rosy, and very good-natured-looking woman appeared at the front door. “Won’t stay? Who won't stay? I’d like to see anybody leave my house hungry when there’s a. meal on the tableu And, young men, if you can get a better meal anywhere on the Ridge than what I’ll give you, why, you’re Wel- come to go ”there next time, but this meal you’ll have here, inside of ten minutes”.- Hiram, that’s your fault. You always in- vite a person to dinner as if you wanted to wrastie With_h1m.” . “ The old woman’s setting out supper,” said the farmer, grufily, that piece of in- formation being apparently‘ as near as he could get towards inviting them to share his hospitality. Yates didn’t know wheth- er it was meant for an invitation or not, but he answered shortly,â€" “ Thanks, we won’t stay.” “ Speak for yourself, please,” snarled Bartlett. ' “ Of course I go with my friend,” said Renmnrk ; “but we are obliged for the invi- tatiox .' ‘ ‘Please yourselves. ” “ What’s that?” cried a. clmnrv vm‘mg. it by “ With striking examples, I suppose. By Jove, I will, Sully.” As the two came to the house they found Bartlett sitting in a. wooden rocking-chair on the veranda, looking grimly down the road. “ What an old tyrant that‘man must be in his home I" said Yates. There was no time for the professor to reply before they came within earshot. “ Not exactly; but if you intend to go through Canada in this belligerant manner, I think it would be worth your while to take a. few hints from me.” “Yes, by brute f< *ce. A sledge-hammer would have done 5 well. But you had such an opportuniy to do it; neatly and deftly without any display of surplus energy that I regretted L0 see such an opening thrown: away.” “Heavens and earth, Stilly, this is the professor in a new light. What do you teach in Toronto University, anyhow? The noble art of self-defence ‘3” “‘Vell, the same. “News to him, eh? Well, I’m glad I knocked something into his head. ” “You certainly did in most unscientifi- cally?” “How do you mean-v mscientifically?” “In the delivery of 'he blow. I never saw a more awkwarf delivered under- cut.” Yates looked at h: ‘riend in astonish- ment. How should I < calm learned maul know anything abou‘ .ndercuts or scienceI in blows ? .......... “usus JUL a: moment and gaiing towards the west he looked around and saw the g nessor beck- oning to him. When the two men met, Yates said,â€" ‘ “So we have arrived, have we? I say, Stilly, she lives in the next house. I saw the bu in the atd.” ‘ “Sheg‘2gy Who?”y “thy. that good-lookim girl we passed I: on the road. I’m going to buy our supphes ‘ on have no ob. ‘ at that house, Stilly, if y jections. By the way, how is my old friend 1812?” “He doesn’t seem to harbor any harsh feelings. In fact, he was more troubled about the Revolution than about the blow yoogave him.” , ‘“ ---- “av" uuuuucs ago,” replied the professor, springing ofl‘, “so that I might have called t9. my friend.” “T’m and: SnA;L:_) ,1 . _ 7â€"“. vAAvulflUAVG§o .l. gOD l a. book at home. all about Napoleon. He was a tough cuss.” The professor did not feel called upon to defend the character of Napoleon, and lsilence once more descended upon them. Bartlett seemed a. good deal disturbed by the news he had just heard of the Revolution, and he growled to him- was some distance ahead, and swinging ‘ along at a. great rate, when the horses, ap- ‘ parently of their own accord. turned in at an open gate-way and proceeded in their usual leisurely fashion towards a. large barn past a comfortable frame house with a. wide ver- anda in front. ‘ “at means they licked us. .1 don’t he; lieve a word of .it. ’Pears to me I’d a. . heard of it; far I’ve lived in these parts a long time. ” 1812; but my father fit in it, an’ .I never heard ‘bim tell of this Revolu- tion. He’d ’a.’ known, 1 sh’d think. There’s 8- nigger in the fence somewheres." “ Well, England was rather busy at the time with the French.” . “All, that was it? I’ll bet England' never knew the Revolution was a-goin’ on till it was over. Old Napoleon couldn’t thrash ’em, and it don’t stand to reason that the Yanks could. I thought there was some skullduggery. ' Why, it took the anks four years to lick themselves. I got ~ a. book at home all about Napoleon. He was a. tough cuss.” “They fit with England, eh? thch licked?” , . ” “The Colmies won their Independepce. “That msans they licked us. I don’t lie; lieve a word of .it. ’Pears to me Id 8. heard of it; far I’ve lived in these parts a long time. " “It Was 1.];f‘J'Jn In“--- _--“_ 3, a. “I “This is my place,” “The States. ” I Wish you had told _n‘l.' -1! , you must ..... t I got there just ,n country now called cried a. cheery voice ms it? I’ll bet England Revolution was a-goin’ on Old Napoleon couldn’t 1 it: don’t stand to reason could; I thought there was - A, u--. said Bartlett, short;- . m m openmg this is the at do you rhow? The ltend .o no at manner, I- while to A ppose. By ‘ ;hey found a few minutes the United mfi H w“ _- .. wruume that t ' V would have fanen :6 his turn hisoiltfI ism?“l 9 . o I c ‘e recover- . vvuuuucu Lnelr 1 mode of life, the father bemg undeterred by the fear thet these menaces would be put into execution. On Sunday morning, the sleeping, and while the son was stabbing her, the father, attracted to the spot by h cries, rushed in. Adesperate struggle en. sued, and but for the intervention of the neighbours it is probable that the old mtm ‘ would have fallen :3 his turn. As it. ;. 1m I‘flh An..nv\nr1 o._.L stabbed his father’s mistress and nearly killed him as well. Some years ago the head of this family was left a widower, and not long afterwards he took into his service a woman a. little over 20, who speedily as- detrimental to his interests, frequently monstrated with his father, and indulged moreover in threats which appear to have produced no little misgiving in the mind of the servant. Protests, however, were un- availing. for the comple continued their mode of life, the father being undeterred by the fear that these menaces would be put into execution. On Sunday morning, the her, thé father, attracted to the spot by h ‘ cries, rushed in. Anesperate struggle em 7 sued, and but for the intnrxrnn+-'-â€" 7' -- "alutua mawucuons Irom her mother '1‘}, . _ - at ficod lady was gazmg w1th some stemness at er husband, he vamly endeavoring to look at the ceiling or anywhere but at. her. He (11'0“! Luv-u Anna L.....J 58L uerore Lne young woman. She did not pour out; the tea. at; once, but seemed to be waiting Instructions from her mother. That good lagly wiasrgazing with some sternnenu o‘r -_ _- --u-v_, “11100“ a: 1111'- lam Bartlett: Her checks were rosy, with ldimples in them, that constantly came and went, in her incessant efforts to keep from laughing. Her hair, which hung about her plump shoulders was a lovely golden brown. Although her dress was of the cheapest material, it was neatly cut and fitted ; and her dainty white pinafore added that touch of wholesome cleanliness that was so notice- able everywhere in the house. A bit of blue ribbon at her white throat and a flower of the spring just below it completed a charm- ing picture, which a. more critical and less ‘ susceptible man than Yates might have con- templated with pleasure. Miss Bartlett sat smilingly at one end of the table, and her father grimly at the other. The mother sat at the side, ap- parently looking on that position as one of vantage for commanding the whole field and keeping her husband and her daughter both under eye. The teapot and cups were set before the young woman. She did not ( pour out the tea at once, but seemed tn he I T “ Now you sit down here, and you here,” said Mrs. Bartlett ; “and I do hope you have brought good appetites with you. ” The strangers took their places,and Yates had 9. chance to look at the younger member of the family, which opportunity he did not let slip. It was hard to believe that she was the daughter of so crusty a. man as Hir- om Danâ€"L‘-LL .uumcut at ms nost, whose eyes were fixed on the table-cloth, and who appeared to be quite content to let his wife run the show. “ The road’s a little rocky in places, but it’s very_ pleasant.” “ Oh, we hac ,” said Yat moment; at his host, whose on the table-cloth, and win quite content to let his wif‘ The girl smiled very prettily, and said she hoped they had apleasant trip out from Fort Erie. “ Oh, we hac ,” said Yates, looking for a mnmont al- Lia LAN; “ And this 13 my daughter,” continued the good woman. “ N ow, what might your names be ‘2” “ My name is Yates, and this is my friend Professor Renmark, of T’ronto,” pronounc- ing the name of the fair city in two syllables, as is, alas ! too often done. The professor bowed” and Yates cordially extended his hand to the young woman. “ How do you do, Miss Bartlett?” he said. I am happy to meet you.” 7- - .., -uau-vufin “ This is my son, gentlemen, said Mrs. Bartlettjndicating a. young man who stood in anon-commical attitude near the corner of the room. The professor recognized him as the person who had taken charge of the horses when his father came home. There was evidently something of his father’s demeanor about the young man, who awk- wardly and silently responded to the recog- nition of the strangers. “ And this 13 my daughter,” continued 4L- mu: _4,77 t, “ Bravo, Stilly ! .You’re blossoming out. ‘~ That’s repartes, that is. With the accent on the rap, too, Never you mind ; I think old 1812 and I Will get along all right after this. It doesn’t seem to bother him any,so I don’t see why it shpuld worry me. Nice motherly old lady, isn’t she '2” ' ' “Who? 1812 ‘3” “No : Mrs. 1812. I’m sorry Icompliment- ed you on your repartee. You’ll get con- ceited. Remember that what in the news- paper-man is clever, in a grave professor is ‘ rank flippancy. Let’s go down.” The table was covered with a. cloth as white and spotless as good linen can well be. The bread was genuine home-made, a. term so often misused in the cities. It was brown as to crust and flaky and light as to interior. The butter, cool from the rock cellar, was ‘of a lovely golden hue. The sight of the well-loaded table was most welcome to the eyes of hungry travellers. There was, as Yates afterwards remarked, “ abundance and plenty of it.” “Come, father,” cried Mrs. Bartlett, as I the young men appeared, and they heard 1 the rocking-chair creak on the veranda in 1 prompt answer to the summons. “ q‘|\:n L. ..--â€" ~7 1 The young men were shown into a bed- room of more than ordinary size on the upper floor. Everything about the house was of the most dainty and scrupulous cleanliness, and an air of cheerful comfort pervaded the ‘ place. Mrs. Bartlett was evidently a house- keeper to be proud of. Two large pitchers of cool soft water awaited them, and the wash, as had been predicted, was most re- freshing. “I say,” cried Yates, “it’s rather cheeky : to accept a. man’s hospitality after knocking him down.” “ It would be for most people,but I think you underestimate your cheek, as you call :4» ” we sample the jug before or after supper ‘2’? “ After, if it’s all the same to you,” addS- ing, “ out. in the barn.” ’ Yates nodded, and followed his friepd intip the house. “ Now; what might your tes, and this is my friend , of T’ronto,” pronounc- "a.ir city in two syllables, n done. The professor Real merit of any kin concealed; it will be nothing can depreciatoi mg it himself. It may no ed as it ought; but in wii up a 3 DJ a 5 9’ 5 93 5 o 2’. .3 .. '< a m '1 C! m m 3' O s: (7' § E: onators, it is not surprising that he should cause a. scare in a hospital and be regarded , as a. pre-eminently dangerous member of so- ' ciety by sick nurses and male attendants. Prosper Miliot, quarryman, aged fifty- four, went to the Pitie hospital, Paris, re- cently in order to see his son, who is .a patient in that institution. On entering the lodge, he had to submit to the opera- tion of searching, which was performed by the gate porter in the presence of a soldier ‘ of the Republican Guard and cf several L male and female ward assistants. The porter soon observed that Prosper was carrying something bulky in his double- thonged waiStbeit, and naturally insisted upon knowing and seeing what it was. “ Oh ! it's only dynamite,“ coolly remark- ed the professional manipulator of explo- sives, to the horror and dismay of his audi- tors all of Whom, With the cxce , . After the cartridges had been put in‘ a place of safety, Millot was taken off to the ‘ nearest police station, and there he made a. statement to the Commissary about his exceedingly perilous burden. fie said that me had received the dynamite rom his em- ployer for the purpose of blow' g LOAFBD BOUND WITH DYNAMITE. “ De Woturs and I were then about ten yards apart, back to back, and he knew nothing about the rush behind him, being fully engaged in front. After, when he saw the corpses, he said, ‘ tho killed them? They must have almoSt got me.’ He is a splendid fighting chap, but will get killed one of these days, for he is not quite cool enough to look around him. I hold that if an officer has to shoot he should floora. leader every time. It’s a. good example for the men. I have often thought. when in the act of firing. of one of the last things'you ‘ said to me, ‘ Don’t fire at a. man if you can possibly avoid it,’ and I am sure you would have added, if you had thought it necessary for me, ‘ but if you do, don’t miss him." I remember you said to me when I was going to school first, ‘ My boy. don’t you ever hit a. man, unless you mean to knock him down,’ and I never have.” “mm; 10 Will be discove lung can depreciate it but a. m It. may not always ; but in will always .vsnâ€" K V red, and an exhibit- be reward‘ be had?“ 5- “ We are in a. curious state of mind, and d feel as if in a dream. Now, after three ’f weeks’ rest in Nyangue, We cannot believe “'3 we have succeeded. , Nyangue had about e 50,000 people here when we attacked it. I t e is entrenched-«mud walls, loop-holedâ€"and 3 you know the Arab houses, some dried 1' brick in hollow square, each side thirty or C’ forty yards long, and loopholed. In Nyan- lgue itself I counted over 200 houses like this. Of course, if they had not got a 1‘ panic we would have lost all our men tak- ing one house. Oh, I forgot to tell you 1 about the battle of the Lualaba of the ' 20th. I had a hot time. My bodyguard of . fifteen men had two killed and five wound- 7 ed. The Arabs had given orders to their ‘ men to firelat the whites, throw down their 1» guns, and rush in and take them with their ' knives and lances. Another white man and I got suddenly into the head of the Arab columns. We do not know how. We had only about sixty men to them, and were in high grass, with Arabs all round. We were in single line, with two guides, supposed to be friendly, in front. The road was only two feet wide, and we were blocked by the guides. The Arabs rushed inâ€"ndw I knowâ€"to take De VVoturs, who was twenty yards in front of me. I gave them a right-left of Duck from the twelve-bore, and the whole front line went down. This let them see De \Voturs was not alone (our men were firing at randomâ€" over their heads most lyâ€"they killed a lot a couple of hundred yards in the rear.) One big Arab caught a. soldier, and was dragging him of! by the belt, 'but the soldier lopped off his hand with his knife. Then I fired twenty-seven cartridges from my repeating-rifle. You know how a man shoots when he expects every shot to be his last. “ De Woturs and I were then about ten tin-grin 4..-“!- “We are still here waiting for reinforce- ments and cartridges to attask Kassongo, a town well fortified, and as big as this, where all the Arabs are collected. Tt is just four days’ march from here. We 19.1343f as you know, about 20 days’ good march- ing from Lusambo. The reinforcements are now 57 days arrived at Lusambo, and we do not l-z‘fiow what they are playing at. They know we have scarcely 300 men left, and not 100 rounds per head, and yet they do not hurry up. You know there are about 5,000 men on foot ‘ to resist the ‘Arab movement,’ and we have, with scarce 400 men, defeated the Arabs in five big battles, and after six weeks’ siege taken N yangue, the capital, so there is, no doubt, any amount of jealousy, and the three col. umns on the march would not object to have the pleasure of rescuing or avenging us. The following is an extract from a. letter written by one of the officers from Nyan- gue, where were found the papers of the murdered Emin Pasha. was fought and won by the, Europeans. The conquerors were too weak, however, to do more than hold the town and wait for reinforcements. A very exciting account of the campaign by the Belgian Congo Company against the Arab slavers of the Upper Congo districts appears in one of the recentEnglish papers. Manyucma, the district where the Aruba, have hitherto been all-powerful, is to the ‘ east of the Lualaba, or main tributary of the Congo, between the Lualaba and Lake Tanganyika. The Arab stronghold was Nyangue, a great native town on the right bank of the Lualaba, or about two hundred miles west of Lake Tanganyika, and about eleven hundred miles as the crow flies, east of the mouth of Congo. Here the last of a. series of great battles between the negroes commanded by Qongo officers and the Arabs FIGHTING THE l‘UZZIE WUZZIES. A sum: Battle With Emin’s Murderers. L1 not jong l‘e ~29 WEE}; Inahgle ‘ . .. “v“. “Have layout 'withdraw frdm the room f” A refusal was framing itselfâ€"I could It ; but the Iowa-Sag faces around :21 him curb his passion, and he nodded ag but reluctant-Iv. the dark, wet air outside. and not ‘fére, did I realize fully what I had dc The screed on the slip of paper had been spasm of the instant. It seemed to me I the yutcome of a moment’s insanity. II had no plan, no trace of scheme in my h. «wife: I was scribbling. The words I V permission now. sir ' . “ kindly add date, as I have forgotten what. it is. please leave that behind with the bag when we march tomorrow. If 1 do at _ f 1' France than any ma the reglmenf it is my wish that. this p be publis ed.” . . The colonel nodded gm" unlike 1 want! '7‘ -- "vac me i‘ I acknOWIedge thaz tenant a coward. figread is. f the twenty; ] Thecoionei scowied z for aminutae, and then b I“ I hm > 4.: Cimpdb‘l‘i‘ 0‘ regiment of lost sheep. for advice from sun Lieut. Ramard, you he~r uring the minute’s re thxnking and actingâ€":11: got up and_ handed the I,“ up we handed the colonel a paper. On It were the words: u 'r -ALu Stet. ” Adozrn of the other officers 3!" then- feet, at this ghastly taunt, for such a thing as thigwas said to one < number it. touched all. The 01d maj their spokesman; “ lonel, we mak you are going too nun- ” e all allowance far with the 1 “ There An answer burned on my tongue kept it there, gave a. shrug and as ing. What use could further wmn .But the ail ' . angered him further, and he threwl insult which wss more than hum cousdendure. “ Do you think you wnll again fee ed to me those powers of yours to-: Eugene? Or had I better have yo: cuffed to some steady old soidier ‘3” A J-â€" , " ‘ ' Myself, I was stretched out 1 away by the far wall and lay the having but little taste for the w ageries which were being so in about. And the night grew olde my being disturbed. But the a: last, perhaps because my outwarq listlessness jarred upon him. “ Tired Eugene ‘3” he asked. “ A little, sir.” “Ah, I can understand it. I :1. activity to-day. You have mists.) vocation, mon cher. You should come into the army. You should 1 a professioral runner.” ,. v, v... and die on the mo: needs taunt us with in shame for such as we t billet. w march then his last. That gi‘ in a nut-shell. But- the secure knowledge ‘ would be no skulkers along this ecutvion did not pacify the colon! thing, it, increased his bitterness make his ungrateful memory lost He sat 3.: LL- table end of that where he had messed, with fol and nervous fingers kneading at. b By a singular irony we were comfort thereâ€"we, who had got ‘ Of course. the matter hal I .so at headquarters. There th1 “ Most important strategic poi: taken at whatever cost. Yo will again have the honor, Colo ' 763. ’ But, summed up blunl neither more nor less than I hm all understood the order of the there was not. a. man in the re car would march with firm dc to march then his last. That gi‘ in} nut-shell. afifiwned. ve Igvour' permzsm’r: aw frdm tne room ? usal was framing_itse L 4L- ‘7 ' campaign; beeniom'oâ€"r; than wavering. An example accor be made. Our corps had ,bee: for the condign pnnishmeu doomed to march on the morn nihilation. , ._-_â€" “- wnu n: maim'filhd officer was a nob] gime. e had hoped and Dected, that the previous da would give him a brigade asco had fallen all the mo: It seemed as though th their courses had been batti Everythinghad gone wroni Was not ours; but this in a mm: of luck was the green nothing in our favor. M iallen, and panic had sei of the rest. ‘Vhich of us it: cannot be said, but in the r: had been carried along, few haps, one or two of the old: sistipg very strenuously. burning with shame, had go: What precisely had been 88. did not know; but we guess: accuracy, although he did a detail. The gist of his inter the regiment was to attack marrow; and, if unsuccessfl more on the day after; and bridge was taken. Yesterday the thing hai possible. Yet to-day it was 1 During the night the defeat more than trebled. The Austri Encuzh artillery Was mounte to have demolished an entin advancing against it from the The deduction was clear. men will tum tail sometimes army, which was the bravest there had. durinn '1'“ ""‘"‘ " The regiment will be 1 firmed the adjnmnt, cool the some immovable tonesl one to pass him a. biscuit. “ Do you think I don’u you imagine I fear gctzin row? Do you suppose I afLer what has hoppened ‘2‘ disgrace of the thing tha shouted the Colonel. “ Once comfortably shoq 'ea'ior major in easy philoso musk member to me perso: for why, I go down. Not left behind to core." This last: remark added blaze. The major was the 9‘ had hacked and thrust h‘ ranks‘by sheer and hard fig: net scowiai round tight- 9, and then he said : up: ca‘mble of commandim Flost sheep, without am from subordinates, l minute’s {espite I had twenty-sécond , _ EUGENE R. mod the order of the not. a. man in the rq cute a moment in en Each prime Goldie march with firm de1 $§flg-3hat iS, ,during the latter SPIKING THE 2-“...5 vac Laue! been more than An examp_le accon V. E. Barnard, 5. as thong; to live so t um "'tiul AMA: