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3yrT. RLAAIPN CRAWIUHB :.c&AUTHOfiOf "<SMAClNt£eA" "ARETHUSA"nrM iLLusmmmw a. wmu ^^2 *f*YfUGMT J90Y BY r.flAJZ/aJ* OXAWrriXD ̂VSX vAJ i!pf*YRJGHT J90t BY r.StA/l/a/t Q/ZAWFOR0 •'*- SYNOPSIS. tterilta, aH#tetar girl, became Mteiworefl of a golden bearded stranger who wai prospecting and studying herbs in the •leinity of her home in central Asia, and revealed to him the location of a mine Of rubles hoping that the stranger would love her In return for her disclosure. They were followed to the cave by the alri's relatives, who blocked up the en­ trance; and drew off the water supply, leaving th^ couple to die. Baraka's cousin Baad, her betrothed, attempted to climb down a clift overlooking the mine; but the traveler shot him. The stranger was revived from a water gourd Saad car­ ried. CHAPTER I.--Continued. It was ft long time since ihe had heard anj sound from the cave; she went to the entrance and listened, but all was quite still. Perhaps the trav­ eler had fallen asleep from exhaus­ tion, too tired even to drag himself out into the air when he could work no longer. She sat down In the en­ trance and waited. An hour passed. Perhaps he was dead. At the mere inward suggestion Baraka sprang to her feet, and her heart beat frantically, and stood still an Instant, and then beat again as if It would burst, and she could hardly breathe. She steadied herself against the rock, and then went in to know the truth, feeling her way, and in­ stinctively shading her eyes as many people do in the dark. A breath of cool air made her open them, and to her amazement there was light before her. ' She thought she must have turned quite round while she was walking, and that she was going back to the entrance, so •he turned again. But in a few sec onds there was light before her once more, and soon she saw the dry sand, full of her footprints and the travel­ er's. and then the hollow where the mine was came in sight. She retraced her steps a second time, saw the light as before, ran for­ ward on the smooth sand and stumbled upon a heap of earth and stones, just as she saw the sky through an irregu­ lar opening on the level of her face. 8carcely believing her senses she thrust out her hand towards the hole. It was real, and she was not dream­ ing; the traveler had got out and was gone, recking little of what might hap­ pen to her, since he was free with his ..treasure.. ; Baraka crept up the slope of earth M quickly as she could and got out; if she had hoped to find him waiting for her she was disappointed, for he was nowhere to be seen. He had got Clear away, with his camel-bag full of rubies. A moment later she was lying en the ground, with her face in the stream, drinking her fill, and forgetful eren of the man she loved. In order to deprive them of water the men had dug a channel by which it ran down di­ rectly from the spring to the ravine m that side; then they had blocked up the entrance with stones and earth, believing that one man's strength could never suffice to break through, and they had gone away. They had prob­ ably buried or burnt Baraka's clothes, for she did not see them anywhere. She ate some of the dates from the dead man's wallet, and a bit of the dry black bread, and felt revived, since her greatest need had been for water, nnd that was satisfied. But when she had eaten and drunk, and had washed herself in the stream and ttfisted up her hair, she sat down upon a rock; and she felt so tired that she would have fallen asleep if the pain in her heart had not kept her awake. She clasped her hands to­ gether on her knees and bent over them, racking herself. When nearly an hour had passed she locked up and saw that the sun was sinking, for the shadows were turning purple in the deep gorge, and there was a golden light on the peaks above. She listened then, holding her hreath; but there was no sound ex­ cept the tinkling of the tiny stream as it fell over a ledge at some distance below her, following its new way down into the valley. She rose at last, looked upward, and seemed about to go away when a thought occurred to her, which after- . wards led to very singular conse­ quences. Instead of going down the .valley or climbing up out of it. she went back to the entrance of the cave, taking the wallet with her, dragged herself in once more over the loose stones and earth, reached the secret hollow where the pool had been, and made straight for the little mine of precious stones. The traveler had broken out many more than he had been able to carry, but she did not try to collect them all. She was not alto­ gether ignorant of the trade carried on by the men of her family for gen­ erations, and though she had not the least idea of the real value of the finest of the rubies, she knew very well that it would be wise to take wany small ones which she could ex­ change for clothing and necessaries with the first women she met in the hills, while hiding the rest of the sup­ ply she would be able to carry in the wallet. When she had made her wise se­ lection. she looked once more towards the quicksand, and left the place for «ver. Once outside she began to •limb the rocks as fast as Bhe could, toij very soon it would be night and <she would have to lie down and wait many hours for the day, since there was no moon, and the way was very 4angerous, even for a Tartar girl who .Would almost tread on air. High up on the mountain, over the dry well where Baraka and the stran­ ger had been imprisoned, the vulture perched alone with empty craw and drooping wings. But it was of no use lor him to wait; the living who might have died of hunger and thirst, were gone, and the body of dead Saad lay fathoms deep in the quicksand, in the vary maw of the mountain. CHAPTER II. There was good copy for the news- t papers on both sides of the Atlantic cheer like mad, if you ask me. in the news that the famous lyric so­ prano, Margarita da Cordova, whose real name was Miss Margaret Donne, was engaged to Mons. Konstantin Logotheti, a Greek financier of large fortune established in Paris, and al­ most as well known to art collectors as to needy governments, would-be promoters, and mothers of marriage­ able daughters. The engagement was made known during the height of the London sea­ son, not long after they had both been at a week-end party at Craythew, Lord Creedmore's place in Derbyshire, where they had apparently come to a final understanding after knowing each other more than two years. Mar­ garet was engaged to sing at Covent Garden that summer, and the first mention of the match was coupled with the information that she intended to cancel all her engagements and never appear in public again. The re­ sult was that the next time she came down the stage to sing the Waltz Song in "Romeo and Juliet" she re­ ceived a tremendous ovation before she opened her handsome lips, and another when she had finished the air; and she spent one of the happiest evenings she remembered. Though she was at heart a nice English girl, not much over 24 years of age, the orphan daughter of an Ox­ ford don who had married an Ameri­ can, she had developed, or fallen, to the point at which very popular and successful artists cannot live at all without applause, and are not happy unless they receive a certain amount of adulation. Even the envy they ex­ cite in their rivals Is delicious, if not, almost necessary to them. Margaret's real nature had not been changed by a success that had been altogether phenomenal and had prob­ ably not been approached by any soprano since Mme. Bonanni; but a second nature had grown upon it and threatened to hide it rrom all but those who knew her very well indeed. The inward Margaret was honest and brave, rather sensitive, and still gener­ ous; the outward woman, the prima donna whom most people saw, was self-possessed to a fault, imperious when contradicted, and coolly ruthless when her artistic fame was at stake. The two natures did not agree well together, and made her wretched when they quarreled, but Logotheti, who was going to take her for better, for worse, professed to like them both, and was the only man she had ever known who did. That was one reason why she was going to marry him, aft­ er having refused him about a dozen times. She had loved another man as much as she was capable of loving, and at one time he had loved her, but a mis­ understanding and her devotion to her art had temporarily separated them; and later, when she had almost told him that she would have him if he asked her, he had answered her quite frankly that she was no longer the girl he had cared for, and he had sud­ denly disappeared from her life alto­ gether. So Logotheti, brilliant, very rich, gifted, gay, and rather exotic in appearance and manner, but tenaci­ ous as a bloodhound, had won the prize after a struggle that had lasted two years. She had accepted him without much enthusiasm at the last, and without any great show of feel­ ing- „ "Let's try it," she had said, and he had been more than satisfied. After a time, therefore, they told their friends that they were going to "try it." The only woman with whom the great singer was at all intimate was the Countess Leven, Lord Creedmore's daughter, generally called "Lady Maud," whose husband had been in the diplomacy, and, after vainly try­ ing to divorce her, had been killed In St. Petersburg by a bomb meant for a minister. The explosion had been so terrific that the dead man's identity had only been established by means of his pocket-book, which somehow es­ caped destruction. So Lady Maud was a childless widow of eight-and- twenty. Her father, when he had no prospect of ever succeeding to the title, had been a successful barrister, and then a hard-working member of parliament, and he had been from boy­ hood the close friend of Margaret's father. Hence the intimacy that grew up quickly between the two women when they at last met, though they had not known each other as children, because the lawyer had lived in town and his friend in Oxford. "So you're going to try it, my dear!" said Lady Maud, when she heard the news. She had a sweet low voice, and when she spoke now it was a little sad; for she had "tried it," and it had failed miserably. But she knew that the trial had not been a fair one; the only man she had ever cared for had been killed., in South Africa, and as she had not even the excuse of having been engaged to him, she had married with indifference the first handsome man with a good name and a fair for­ tune who offered himself. He chanced to be a Russian diplomatist, and he turned out a spendthrift and an un­ faithful husband. She was too kind- hearted to be glad that he had been blown to atoms by dynamite, but, she was much too natural not to enjoy the liberty restored to her by his destruc­ tion, and she had not the least inten- tiOL o' ever "trying It" again. "You aon't sound very enthusiastic," laughed Margaret, who had no mis­ givings to speak of, and was generally a cheerful person. "If you don't en­ courage me I may not go on." "There are two kinds of ruined gam­ blers," answered Lady Maud; "there are those that still like to watch other people play, and those who cannot bear the sight of a roulette table. I'm one of the second kind, but I'll come to the wedding all the same,' and ££That:s nice of you. I really think I mean to marry him, and I wish you would help me with my wedding gown, dear. It would be dreadful if I looked like Juliet, or Elsa, or Lucia! Every­ body would laugh, especially as Kon­ stantin is rather of the Romeo type, with his almond-shaped eyes and his little black mustache! I suppose he really is, isn't he?" "Perhaps--Just a little. But he Is a very handsome fellow." Lady Maud's lips quivered, but Mar­ garet did not see. "Oh, I know!" she cried, laughing and shaking her head. "You once called him 'exotic,' and he is--but I'm awfully fond of him all the same. Isn't that enough to marry on when there's everything else? You really will help me with my gown, won't you? You're such an angel!" "Oh, yes, I'll do anything you like. Are you going to have a regular knock-down-and-drag-out smash at St George's? The usual thitig?" Lady Maud did not despise slang, but she made it sound like music. "No," answered Margaret, rather re­ gretfully. "We cannot possibly be married till the season's quite over, or perhaps in the autumn, and then there will be nobody here. I'm not sure when I shall feel like it! Besides Konstantin hates that sort of thing." "Do you mean to say that you would like a show wedding in Hanover Square?" inquired Lady Maud. "I've never done anything in a church," said the prima donna, rather the marriage should not take place?" she inquired after a moment. "If I don't give any reason, am I ever afterwards to hold my peace?" asked Griggs, with a faint smile on his weather-beaten face. "Are you publishing the bans? or are we think­ ing of the same thing?" "I suppose we are. Good-morning." She nodded gravely and passed on, gathering up her black skirt a little, for there had been a shower. He stood still a moment before the shop win­ dow and looked after her, gravely ad­ miring her figure and her walk, as he might have admired a very valuable thoroughbred. She was wearing mourning for her husband, not be­ cause any one would have blamed her if she had not done so, considering how he had treated her, but out of natural self-respect. Griggs also looked after her as she went away because he felt that she was not quite pleased with him for having suggested that he and she had both been thinking of the same thing. The thought concerned a third per­ son, and one who rarely allowed him­ self to be overlooked; no less a man, in fact, than Mr. Rufus Van Torp, the American potentate of the great Nickel Trust, who was Lady Maud's most intimate friend, and who had long desired to make the prima donna his wife. He had bought a place ad­ joining Lord Creedmore's, and there had lately been a good deal of quite groundless gossip about him and Lady Maud, which had very nearly become M sw-x Went to the Entrance and Listened. enigmatically, but as If she would like to. " 'Anything in a church,' " repeated her friend, vaguely thoughtful, and with the slightest possible interroga­ tion. "That's a funny way of looking at it!" Margaret was a little ashamed of what she had said so naturally. "I think Konstantin would like to have it in a chapel-of-ease in the Old Kent Road!" she said, laughing. "He sometimes talks of being married in tweeds and driving off in a hansom! Then he suggests going to Constan­ tinople and getting it done by the patriarch, who is his uncle. Really, that would be rather smart', wouldn't it?" "Distinctly," assented Lady Maud. "But if you do that, I'm afraid I can­ not help you with the wedding gown. I don't know anything about the dress of a Fanariote bride." "Konstantin says they dress very well," Margaret said. "But of course it is out of the question to do any­ thing so ridiculous. It will end in the chapel-of-ease. I'm sure. He always has his own way. That's probably why I'm going to marry him, just be­ cause he insists on it. I don't see any other very convincing reason." Lady Maud could not think of any­ thing to Bay in answer to this; but as she really liked the singer she thought it was a pity. Paul Griggs, the veteran man of letters, smiled rather sadly when she met him shopping in New Bond street, and told him of Margaret's engage­ ment He said that most great sing­ ers married because the only way to the divorce court led up the steps of the altar. Though he knew the world he was not a cynic, and Lady Maud herself wondered how long it would be before Logotheti and his wife separated. MBut they are not married yet," Griggs added, looking at her with the quietly ready expression of a man who is willing that his indifferent words should be taken to have a spe­ cial meaning if the person to whom he has spoken chooses, or is able, to a scandal. The truth was that they were the best friends in the world, and nothing more; the millionaire had for some time been interested in an unusual sort of charity which almost filled the lonely woman's life, and he had given considerable sums of money to help it. During the months preced­ ing the beginning of this tale, he had also been the object of one of those dastardly attacks to which very rich and Important financiers are more ex­ posed than other men, and he had actually been accused of having done away with his partner's daughter, who had come to her end mysteriously dui- ing a panic in a New York theater. But his innocence had been proved in the clearest manner, and he had re­ turned to the United States to look after the Interests of the Trust. When Griggs heard the news of Margaret's engagement to Logotheti, he immediately began to wonder how Mr. Van Torp would receive the intel­ ligence; and if it had not already oc­ curred to Lady Maud that the million­ aire might make a final effort to rout his rival and marry the prima donna himself, the old author's observation suggested such a possibility. Van Torp was a man who had fought up to success and fortune with little regard for the obstacles he found in his way; he had worked as a cowboy in his early youth, and was apt to look on his adversaries and rivals in life eith­ er as refractory cattle or as danger­ ous wild beasts; and though he had some of the old-fashioned ranchero's sense of fair flay in a fight, he had much of the reckless daring and ruth­ less savagery that characterize the fast-disappearing western desperado. Logotheti, on the other hand, was in many respects a true oriental, su­ premely astute and superlatively calm, but imbued, at heart, with a truly eastern contempt for any law that chanced to oppose his wish. Both men had practically inexhaust­ ible resources at their command, and both were determined to marry the prima donna. It occurred to Paul Griggs that a real struggle between such a pair of adversaries would be himself or to others in the pursuit of what he wanted, and, short of com­ mitting a crime, would put at least as broad an interpretation on the law. Logotheti had always lived in a highly civilized society, even in Constanti­ nople, for it is the greatest mistake to imagine that the upper classes of Greeks, in Greece or Turkey, are at all deficient in cultivation Van Torp, on the contrary, had riin away from civilization when a half-educated boy, he had grown to manhood In a com­ munity of men who had little respect for anything and feared nothing at all, and he had won success in a field where those who compete for Jt buy it at any price, from a lie to a life. Lady Maude was thinking of these things as she disappeared from Griggs' sight, for she was a little afraid that she had made trouble. Ten days had passed since she had last written to Rufus Van Torp, and she had told him, amongst other things, that Mme. de Cordova and Logotheti were en­ gaged to be married, adding that it seemed to her one of the most ill-as­ sorted matches of the season, and that her friend the singer was sure to be miserable herself and to make her husband perfectly wretched, though he was a very good sort in his way and she liked him. There had been no reason why she should not write the news to Mr. Van Totfp, even though it waB not public property yet, for he was her intimate friend, and she knew him to be as reticent as all doctors ought to be and as some a»- licitors' clerks are. She had asked him not to tell any one till he heard of the engagement from some ono else. He had not spoken of, it, but some­ thing else had happened. He had cabled to Lady Maud that he was com­ ing back to England by the next steamer. He often came out and went back suddenly two or three times at short intervals, and then stayed away for many months, but Lady Maud thought there could not be much doubt as to his reason for coming now. She knew well enough that he had tried to persuade the prima donna to marry him during the previous win­ ter, and that if his passion for her had not shown itself much of late, this was due to other causes, chiefly to the persecution of which he had rid him­ self just before he went to America, but to some extent also to the fact that Margaret had not seemed in­ clined to accept any one else. Lady Maud, who knew the man bet­ ter than he knew himself, inwardly compared him to a volcano, quiescent Just now, so far as Margaret was con­ cerned, but ready to break out at any moment with unexpected and destruc­ tive energy. Margaret herself, who hiald known Logotheti tor years, and had seen him in his most dangerouB moods as well as in his best moments, would have thought a similar comparison with an elemental force quite as truly descriptive of him, if it had occurred to her. The enterprising Greek had really attempted to carry her off by force on the night of the final re­ hearsal before her first appearance on the stage, and had only been thwarted because a royal rival had caused him to be locked up, as if by mistake, in order to carry her off himself; in which he also had failed most ridicu­ lously, thanks to the young singer's friend, the celebrated Mme. Bonanni. That was a very amusing story. But on another occasion Margaret had found herself shut up with her ori­ ental adorer in a room from which she could not escape, and he had quite lost his head; and if she had not been the woman she was, she would have fared ill. After that he had behaved more like an ordinary human being, and she had allowed the natural at­ traction he had for her to draw her gradually to a promise of marriage; and now she talked to Lady Maud THANKSGIVING DA* Canada's Day of Thanks a Month Eai* tier Than in the United States. f-4 , 'It' V For some reason better known to c- the Canadians themselves than to tha people on this side of the line, our r. Canadian cousins celebrated thef#- : Thanksgiving a month or more earlier than we do. It may be that the Cana- '* »"• dian turkey had become impatient, and ' sounded a note of wanting, of it may be that the "frost on the pumpkin" d»* - clared itself. But whatever the reason, jff? their Thanksgiving day is past It may ^ have been that the reasons for giving ?; thanks so much earlier than we do ; J were pushing themselves so hard and *, so fast that the Canadians wer* If : ashamed to postpone the event. They have bad reasons, and good ones, tod^ tor giving thanks. Their great broatf areas of prairie land have yielded lit abundance, and here, by the way, It IS not uninteresting to the friends of the millions of Americans who hava .r made their home in Canada during tha ^ past few years to know that they hava £ participated most generously in th# : "cutting of the melon." Probably tha ifel western portion of Canada, comprising it. v the provinces of Manitoba, S&skatche- wan and Alberta, have the greatest f reason of any of the provinces to e*>. . press in the most enthusiastic manner *, \i, their gratitude. The results in thft ft3 line of production give ample reasoS tor devout thanksgiving to Providence. This year has surpassed all others in ,. so far as the total increase in the coun- try's wealth is concerned. There is ns * »• question that Providence was esp» dally generous. The weather condf-jdl tlons were perfect, and during th» ^ * 'i ripening and harvesting period. thera» I was nothing to interfere. And now It , was well it was so, for with a demand ^ for labor that could not be supplied, there was the greatest danger, but s j. with suitable weather the garnering of the grain has been successfully accom- 4* piished. There have been low gen-, * ..*• * eral averages, but these are account- ed for by the fact that farmers were -,S: indifferent, relying altogether upo® what a good soil would do. Ther# , will be no more low averages though^ £ for this year has shown what good, " : careful farming will do. It will pro- about her gown, but she still put oil naming a day for the wedding, in spite of Logotheti's growing impatience. This was the situation when the London season broke up and Mr. Van Torp landed at Southampton from an ocean greyhound that had covered the distance from New York in 6 days 11 hours and 37 minutes, which will doubtless seem very slow traveling if any one takes the trouble to read this tale 20^ years hence, though the pas­ sengers were pleased because it was not much under the record time for steamers coming east Five hours after he landed Van Torp entered Lady Maud's drawing room in the little house in Charles street, Berkeley Square, where she had lived with the departed Leven from the time when he had been at­ tached to the Russian embassy till he had last gone away. She was giving it up now, and it was already half dis­ mantled. It was to see Van Torp that she was in town in the middle of August, instead of with her father at Craythew or with friends in Scotland. London was as hot as ft could be, which means that a New Yorker would have found it chilly and an Italian de­ lightfully cool; but the Londoners were sweltering when Van Torp an rived, and were talking of the oppres­ sive atmosphere and the smeHI of the pavement, not at all realizing how blessed they were. The American entered and stood still a moment to have a good look at Lady Maud. He was a middle-sized, rather thick-set man, with rude hands, sandy hair, an over-developed jaw, and sharp blue eyes that sometimes fixed themselves In a disagreeable way when he was speaking--eyes that tluce 130 million bushels of wheat frona ^! •in know whether the formatuw of their understand them as they may be un- worth watching. There was unlimited ,ower jaws nat"ral °T derstood but who is quite safe from money on both sides, and equal cour- "A man with a firm lower jaw is ai- being suspected of suggesting any- age and determination. The Greek was ways a man of parts and of will. 1 thin* if there Is no answering word the more cunning of the two, by great say always,' anyway, most always, or glance. odds, and had now the considerable he does not smoke a pipe his square Lady Maud returned his look/'but ""advantage of having been accepted by jaw, back near where it hinges on to her handsome face grew rather cold, the lady; but the American was far] the upper one is natural. If he is a "Do you know of any refkson why more regardless of consequence* to 1 pipe smoker the looks are deceiving. had looked into the barrel of another man's revolver once orrwice without wavering, hands that had caught and saddled and bridled many an unridden colt in the plains, a mouth like a car­ pet-bag when it opened, like a closed vice when ijt was shut, '^lie was not a handsome man, Mr. Rufus Van Torp, nor one with whom any one short of s rrize-flghter would meddle, nor one to haunt the dreams of sweet 16. It was not for his face that Lady Maud, good and beautiful, liked him better than any one in the world, except her own father, and believed in him and trusted him, and it was assuredly not fot his money. The beggar did not live who would dare to ask him for a penny after one look at his face, and there were not many men on either side of the Atlantic who would have looked forward to any sort of contest with him without grave misgivings. "Well," he said, advancing the last step *fter that momentary pause, and taking the white hand in both his own, "how have you been? Fair ts middling? About that? Well--I'm glad 10 see you, gladder than a sitting hen »t sunrise!" (TO BE CONTINUED.) Ruskln on Railways. One can imagine perhaps the feel­ ings with which Ruskin, had he been alive, would have heard the news that a new Alpine railway is now In course of construction. His most withering sarcasms were directed against those "travelers through the Alps by tunnels" who "go to balls in Rome, or hells at Monaco." And he was rehemently opposed to all at­ tempts to beautify the railway sta­ tion. "The railroad," he writes, in "The Seven Lamps of Architecture," "is in all Its relations of earnest busi­ ness to be got through as soon, as possible. It transmutes a man from a tr*veler into a living parcel. For the fime he has parted with the nobler characteristics of his human­ ity for the sake of a planetary power of locomotion. Do not ask him to admire anything. You might as well ask the wind. Carry him Bafely, dis> miss him soon--he will thank you for nothing else." seven millloii acres, and It will pi* :j duce a splendid lot of oats, yielding j anywhere from 50 to 100 bushels par j, acre. This on land that has cost but j from $10 to SI 5 per acre--many farm- • > ^ ers have realized sufficient from thHi year's crop to pay the entire cost dt their farms. The Toronto Globe saya: i "The whole population pf the West •' rejoices in the bounty of Providence^ 5 and sends out a message of gratitud# f, and appreciation of the favors which * have been bestowed on the country^ t The cheerfulness which has abouada®"f with Industry during the pa^t months has not obliterated the concep- ^ tion of the source from which twa""' blessings have flown, and the godd feeling is combined with a spirit of . * thankfulness for the privilege of livltu| ' ' in so fruitful a land. The misfortune# of the past are practically forgotten^,, because there is great cause to cos^ template with satisfaction the com­ forts of the present. Thanksgiving should be a season of unusual thuslastn." MRS. CAUDLE AT THE POLE." •<•1 M m "This is a nice time to get hotoia Here you've been gone six months." "Sorry, my dear, but I was afraid to come home in the dark." A NURSE'S EXPERIENCE. -- . . Backache, Pains In tha Kidneys, Slesfl* ingr Etc., Overcome. A nurse is expected to know what to do for common ailments, and wom- m en who suffer back* ache, constant laa^ guor, and other com­ mon symptoms of kidney complaint, should be grateful to> Mrs. Minnie Turner, of E. B. St, Ana- tfarko, Okla., for pointing out the One Question Always Asked Employer of Labor Wants to Know If Formation of Jaw Is Natural or Acquired. "There is one question 1 always ask a man who wants a job," jremarked the' business man who has to hire several hundred men for different po­ sitions each year. "The question 1 always ask them is: 'Do you smoke a pipe much?' Of course the answers are various. Som*» of them smoke a pipe a great deal and others not at all. Some smoke cig arettes, although I seldom can get n J and I have to Judge his caliber som« other way. "Pipe smokers always have strong muscles back on the face about the place a man stops when he makes the first stroke downward In shaving These are the muscles that hold the Jaws together. They often give a square-jawed effect to a man who hasn't any square-jaw characteristics My men think I ask funny questions but there's a reason." Designed to Check Burglars. Burglars are expected to have din 'be a J culty beating an alarm invented by a general iuUty feeling6 when a man is a I German genius The appliance is very cigarette ,Lker Some of them i «' » W smoke cigars. My busiuess is such that it makes very little difference to their availability to me n* matter what they smoke. "Why do I ask about the pipe? Well, not that I have the least interest in their habits, or that I have any pre­ judice one way or another in the mat- nater. The reason is that I want to tieres, wired with fine conductors. At certain places on it are fixed small metal knobs, which are connected with the wire conductors. The curtain la then drawn across the window or door, or around a safe, and the slightest dis­ turbance breaki: the circuit, as tha knobs are thrown out of nontaet with each other. Real "Home Body." Miss Harriet Nicklin. whose funeral too* place at Folehill. England, r* eently, had never, during tJbe 62 years of her life, passed a night out of the house in which she was born, and slept for 14,000 nights in tha bedroom to find quick relief. Mrs. Turner use* Doan's Kidney Pills for a run-down coft» _. dition, backache, pains in the sides and kidneys, bloated limbs, etc. "The way they have built me up is simply mar­ velous," says Mrs. Turner, who Is * nurse. "My health improved rapidly*. . Five boxes did so much for me I aMr telling everybody about it" Remember the name--Doan's. Bold by all dealers. 50 cents a box. Foat**» Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. In the Country. Mrs. Knicker--What do you suppot* it was that Katy did? 2, Mrs. Bocker--Left, of course-- Ham­ per's Bazar. (tin or Ohio Crrr or YOUBo. i Lucas County. f Frank J. Chinet make* o»th th»t he fs aeolp partner of the Orra ot F. J. Chxn*t 4 Co.. dotpn bualnw to the City of Toledo. County and Sua* a foresaid, and that sakl Arm will pay toe ONE HUVDRED DOLLARS tor each and ease of Catarrh that cannot be curad by SS- Hall's Catarrh Curb. FRANK J. CHENEY. Sworn to before me and autaertbed In. my prw»«Rfc this 6th day of Dwwitwr, A.. D.. 13S6. , --^-- . A. W. GLKASGX. •J SEAL F NOTAH1 F"C»US nail's Catarrh Cure to taken tnteraally Mi* MIT etrectly upon the blood and mucoua «urtaM« oJ M9 antem. Send for testimonials, free. F. J. CHfcSEY * CO- Sold by all Dru*xt»ta. 75c. Tkka Hail-* Family Ptua tor i m There is no playing last and loeasi ' with truth, in any game, witho*irti growing the worse for it.--Dlekeua, i, r Pettit's Eye Salve for 25c. Relieves tired, congested, infbuaed aarf nor® eyes, quickly stops eye schea. All rfwiggiata or Howard Kros.» Buftlo, N- To consider anything Impossible* that we cannot ourselves perform. _. There are imitations, don't There is no substitute! Tell the d want Lewis' Single Binder cigar. 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