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pe. gets altered in one's: abs abarolf was shot in a duel four ago," re lies . Mrs. Curzon; £3 * woman! To ask and to. get such interesting cir- {cumstances & "That pois. With her it re- § eulted in het exile hom sous. i "Oh, to je' sure, ie, Ww uBsians Fare naughty they are sent to live {oon their estates, as riotous children are dismissed to their nursery, Was * she compromised, then 1' + 'Very much compromied, and 'both men were killed, for the ad- "versary of Babaroff had been woun- 'ded mortally, when, with an im- mense effort, he fired and shot the prince through the lungs." "A pretty little melodrama. Who was the opponent ¥"" "Count: Lustoff, a colonel of the guard. I wonder you did not hear "oof it; it made a stir at the time," "I may have heard; when one «doesn't know. the people concern- ed, no massacre, even of the inno- cents, makes any impression on one. And the result was that the lady had to leave the imperial oourt i' 'Yes ; they do draw a line there." Blanford laughs; it - tickles his fancy to hear Mrs. Wentworth Cur- zon condemning by implication the laxity of the conrtiof St. James. "They can't send us to our es- tates,' he replies; "the lands are & 80 small and the railways are so ¥ close. Else it would have a very ¢ @ood effect if all our naughty peo" # ple could be shut up inside their own gates, with nobody to speak ¥ Can you imagine, anything that wolild 'more effectively contribute to correct 'manners, and morals' But how very desolate London would look I' ; "Why does she take this absent SL woman's character away?' thinks { Blanford, with a senge. of irritation. CT will trust the Babe's instincts tsooner than hers." CHAPTER VI. The very bachelor rooms at Bur- renden are co sol reveriggand, © ; but: thé steward and the rector. $ indolence} cozil§ com bien etré," among 'which 'there 'is a printed paper which is always laid on the dressing-table in every room at this house; it contains the latest telegrams of public 'news, which come every afternoon from a Lon- don news agency. "I dare gay, to the political, fel lows they are delightful," reflects Blanford, as he glances down the lines; "but to me, they unpleas- antly recall. an 'uncomfortable world. I don't dine the worse, cer- tainly, for knowing that there is & revolution in Patagonia or an earthquake in Bolivia, but neither do 1 dine the better for being told that the French government is des- tituant all derate perfects in favor of immoderate ones. It is very interesting, no donbt, but it doesn't interest me, and I think the possession of these fresh scraps | of prosaic news spoils dinner con- veration."' "Children should be taught to ** he observes one day to lady "Usk, "and they should not be al- ifortable, Jand full of attentions for the guest's ry arrangements in his thet generally felt that he care to do so. What can pect from a man who sits days in a library} It is in the smaller library ad- jacent, filled with modern volumes, that 6 o'clock téa is always to be had, with all the abundant demo; alizing abominations of caviare | kummel, ete. with. déssts 'des portes after Wat- teau, and every variety of couch and 'of lounging chair. 'Reading made easy," somebody calls it. But there is little reading done either in it. or in the big library. Blan- ford, when he goes there, finds him- self usually alone, and can Som- mune as he chooses with Latin phil- osophy and Gaulois wit. "You used to read, George!' he says to his host in expostulation. "Yes, I used--ages ago," says Usk, with a yawn. Blanford looks ' at curiosity, ; "I can understand a man who has never 'read,' he replies, 'but I cannot understand a man losing the taste for reading 'if he has ever had it. One can dwell con- tented in 'Boeotia if one have never been out of it, but to go back to Boeotia after living in Aftica--"' "It's one's life does it."" . "What life? One has the life one wishes," ! "That's the sort of thing a man says who hasn't married." "My dear George! you cannot pretend your wife would 'prevent your reading Latin and Greek, or even Sanscrit. 1 am sure she would much sooner you read them all well---than do other things you do,' I don't 'say she would prevent me," returns the lord of Surren- den, with some crossness; "but it's the kind of life one gets into that kills all that sor of thing in one. There is no time for it.' "I keep out of the life ; why dent; oud! oh vg '"There's mo time for anything,' says: Usk, gloomily, {"There's such heaps of things to see to, and such numbers of places to go to; end then one lives au jour le jours 'andong getisinto the swim and goes ong and then there's the shooting, and when there isn't. the shooting there's the season andsthe racing.' him with "1 lead my own lite," Blanford [the same hue. 'She has a tall cane] = ~_ .o ..g _ remarks, 'Yes, but you don't mind being called eccentric.' 5 'No, I don't mind:if in the least. If they say nothing worse of me I am grateful."' 3 *'But you couldn't do it'if you had all ny places and all my hous- es and all my brothers and all my family--you're a free agent. . 1 de- clare that all the time goes away with me in such a crowd of worries that T ve hardly a second i smoke a cigare in any pescel" [+ = Blantord emiles: TAR 'Once a scholar always a schol: ar, it seems to me," says' Blan ford. "I could as soon live with- out air as without books," and he quotes Lowlegn § Books should as business énter- tain the light. = ' "You don't continue the quota- tion,' says Usk, with a smile; Aowed to be slovenly in their ge h in in their 'noon; It is 'a gay zoom, nt | baroll, yithont your "1 "Then I needn't say so,' replies} haye been eternally obliged + ever éince,"' vol "What did he sell ¥'. ; My cob, a cob I adored. I wept ha back at twice his value, what I de- nied myself to make up the money, nobody would believe; and the beast wasn't easy to find; some dealer had taken him over to Ire That could be done with you," says Usk, gloomily. ."It would be no use to do it with Boom! his mother would buy him some other horse the next day. You've no chance to bring up a boy decently, if 'he's got a mother." ' i 'The reverse is the received opinion of mankind," said Blan- ford, 'but I believe theres some- thing to be said for your yew. No end of women have no idea of bringing up their children, and when they ought to he ordered a flogging they ondle them." "/" "Dolly does,"" says her. husband. "What's a woman's notion of a horse? That he must baye slender legs, '& toat like eatin, and be fed on apples and sugar; il, Shey saw his mouth till he half dislocates his neck and tear his ribs open wi their spur. 'Ihéy're just as inrea- sonable 'with their children." 'Who is that woman' says Blan- ford, maki across th window an 4 f Usk.. "I wonder 'when she came} They didn't expect her till" to-mor- row.' abe They both look at a lady in one. of the distant alleys, walking be-| tween the high, green. walls. h is dressed in some soft, cream-~ colored 'stuff with quantities' of bilities of scien all been realized on. : nti a and: Yebt Tor the OWRET 8 ¢ from 14 to 1734 per tent, report heavi : : [ by a year of compara: tive ba¥renness, it is the Jong sheady pull that counts. : only 4 acres in full bearing in 1908. The balance of 30 adres is still in below full produc: S p of 1909 is equally good, but at this writing has not Pruning ..., i... SUPT Fertilizers for 4 acres at $9 Hatli ine fertic NER Seni 7.1 $318 40 | RES 451 bbls, apples, Joy pro- fo sult shows most, clearly the possis. tific orchard oul lace. = Bhe 'carries a ' sunshade of ture in the, Annapolis Valley, : in her other hand. 'On either side of her are the Ladies Alexandra Hermione, y gambols mn hig white Sauor clothes, with his blue silk stockings and hig silver buckled shoes, the Babe. | | " 'Decidedly the Sabaroff," says Usk. **Won't you come and spe: to her" / "With pleasure," says Blanf ord. mum. "Even if the Babe brains me the cane!" : ah He looks very well as he bareheaded over the along the green all loose, brown velvet toat, admirab- ly made, "and brown bresches and stockings ; his legs are as well made a9 his coat; the sun shines on his curling hair; there" is a picturesque, debonnair, tinguished Iopk about him the 'eyes of Xenia: ety ai hn are e and betore - her | FUNNY, man, Mary?' queried m on bein ng toid her mal married: oe wo funeral -He's'so He was the life and & '3888888 88 # tb. i Sn "ot #1, Below is a brief * report 'of the | Of their st Dresden china sta the ted 'mistress sald awkward servant: 88 b od dlp Rok Tad en done | Ro otug eo beiter than this, and solely because they: better cave; but this moderate re: |: "Where did you meet our young i 8 some 1,200 ne ian - {up to the many claims yot make for iti. ess of suaning, and power of acceleration on hills in really etn tra 8 abe. reli i the car.--Yours sincerely, 3 PE ARES 5 SUBS i A da Lika rs BE 0 I Ey BRT nt