ot the n, in| the Paris "Temps," that the will as spins to concentrate nutri- ment enoug' ules. Over one-half of the total aes 'the Cape to Cairo railroad has a y been built, Rails have been laid from 'Cape Town to a point within 200 miles of the banks of the Zambesi, a distance of 1,500 miles, and from Cairo to the unction of the Blue and. White Nile, 400 miles from that city. 'The gap be- tween the two terminals yet to be filled is 2,800 miles. The Bulawayo-Beira Railway, 500 miles in length, joins the system with the port of Mombasa on the -eastern seaboard. A woman of Elizabeth, NJ., has a poodle with a diamond set in one of its ront teeth, and all over the country there are dogs and cats whose open mouths reveal bridge work, gold crowns end other oe of good dentistry. comparatively. new. Yet, new as it is, already a number of thoroughbreds have undergone it, and in the finer stables of New York, Philadelphia and Ching. any horses can show gitar ld teéth: It"is 'said that a horse in W. permitted to «-rer why such before in South Africa and Chamberlain found it impossible on' his several visits to the United States to spend even one day on Canadian soil, To the average man it would seem the | tural thing in the world for Mr. Chamberlain, as the head of the Colonial Department, even at some little incon- venience, to make a point of visiting Canada on such occasions. In any event, it is to be hoped that his investigations in Bouth Africa will be followed by beneficial results to that country. may be that the Boers will renew their efforts to secure an additional grant to made by Britain for re- restocking the farms. The rebuff of their previous effort to secure an_increasecuggested-to-an- artist' on The Detroit Tribune: the accompanying How He Brought Her Home, "A Cleveland man who seems to think that. home is the proper place for a wife and-mother took heroic measures, the other day for the purpose, of putting his theory into practice, says The Chi- 0) & Whitney's stables was the first in the world to have a tooth filled. 3 A London physician ef large practice asserts . that, owiig to his extremel ee sense of smell, he can forete C) He | in two days of, death a:peculinr earthy ' ing. fication, which begins within the bod ters died. A "sweethearts trust" has been or: | ganized by the young women of Fre mont, Neb., and as a result there is con- sternation among the men. The new "trust" is known as the Young Women's Reform Union, and Miss Elizabeth Mac kenzie is at its head. Hereafter, if a man who is known to them is seen en- tering a saloon or is caught doing any- thing against the moral code of the trust, he will be immediately blacklisted by his fair associates; that is, his best girl will refuse to have anything to do with him unless he immediately mends his ways. He will also be barred from parties, and will be snubbed if he meets any of the members of the union on the street. Thus far the union has been get- ting along with remarkable success. It has been in existence only a few weeks, yet in that time a dozen men classed as moral delinquents have beeg outdoing themselves in their efforts t6 have the Diacklist against them removed. The club was formed as the result of a re- vival meeting held there recently by the Rev. Mr. Williams, who hurled his entire vocabulary at saloons and drinking men. ACCIDENT TO A MINER Straias Back and was Sent Home in Agony Laid up all Winter, but Dodd's Kidney Pills put Him on His Feet Again and now heis Gom- pletely Cured. Indian Brook, Victoria Co., N. S., Nov. 10.--(Special).--Angus D. Mec- Donald, son of the postmaster here, is prominent among those in this district who swear by iDodd's Kid- ney Pills as aesure cure for those terrible pains in the back that are one of the surest symptoms of Kid- ney Disease. And Mr. McDonald has good reason for the stand he takes. While at work in the coal pits he strained his back and was sent home in an agony of pain. The |. nearest doctor, twenty-five miles away, was sent for, but he could do little to relieve his suffering. This 'was in Oc- tober, 1901, and he couldn't do a hand's turn of work till the spring of 1902. Then a hotelkeeper advised him to try Dodd's Kidney Pills. That hotel- keeper didn't see him again till last August and then his first question was "Angus, how's your back?" "As well as ever it was," answered An- gus. "What cilred it?" 'Dodd's Kid- ney Pills cured: me completely."' And the Postmaster at Indian Brook is always ready to testify to the truth of his son's .statement. Pains in the Back,;Lumbago, Rheu- -matism, Dropsy -and 'Heart Disease pel gro . sy ee oeeae but gicsyPictos he care? " i Dodd's Kidnes; Pils-will cure them. 4 8° w Gee. vied ; - and he could .are. caused by . diseased Kidneys. cago Record-Herald. After having "writ, ten miany urgent letters'to his wife, who coming, of death, forty-eight hours. who showed no inclination to returniand says that when a patient comes with-' plunge into the almost riotous joys of domesticity--with an empty; i smell is emitted from the body. When and no girl--at the place the fatal.disease-is slow in its progress left off early in the springy"he put™a the odor makes its appearance as much stamp upon 2& linen ¢ b ] as three days. Keforehand; but when the' worn until it was far from immaculate; disease is of the galloping kind the doc-| tor'says he receives much shorter warn-, on it the following message:-- .... He attributes the smell to- morti-; * & addressed it to the lady and wrote up- If you are, not coming home, , wash this and return it at once before life is extinct. Dogs are*thought) - i to have this sense, for hunting hounds' moment and began putting things in or- have been observed to begin a mournful der around the house. The soiled collaz baying a day or two before. their mas: may not be sufficient to bring some wives back, but it ought to be eflica- cious where the lady is capable of ,tak- inst it is the pain it may give eases" hence it should be used only when all who is showing us "British Men of Let- ters Through American Glasses" in The Pail Mall Magazine is pleasantly anec- dotal this month, says The London Star. Here is a good story which Mr. bouchere tells about himself: one of a bet that he would give White- store in London, and calls himself "the Universal Provider," aa order he could he order was for a second- and the coffin was duly de- asked Whiteley," said La- bouchere, gravely. 'how he happened to have s second-hand coffin." "Sir!" he answer " ' How the Scotch Fight. any stories have been told of Gen-, ers! Dewet and the latest from The St. James' Gazette is as follows:--One of: the leading officials in a refugee camp wes a Scotchman, who, during the din- ner, took occasion in offering the General. a drink to say he must have got a fair amount of whiskey among his captured Dewet was much amusec this, and said that before attacking a be further inquired if it contained any If the second condition ac- companied the first, he always the beggars would fight to the last man. Workmen's Daredeviltries. "I remember," said a bridge con- deviltries, "when working at the big bridge across the Niagara, when the two cantilever arms had approached within fifty feet of each other, a keen rivalry as to who should be the first to cross sprang up among the men. ng plank connected the two arms, leaving about two and a half feet of support at each end. Strict orders were issued that plank upon penalty of instant dismissal. At the noon hour I suddenly heard a great shout from the men, who were all starting up. Raising my eyes, I sa man step on the end of that plank, sto a minute, and look down into the whirl- cross, and I shouted to him, but he was too high up to hear. , Deliberately he walked out until he reached the middle : of the plank. It sagged far down with "His weight until I could see light be- tween the two short supporting ends and the cantilevers on which they rest- ed. He saw the end in front,of him do this, hesitated, and 'looked 'back to se how, the other end was. I thought he egation on his be- , by the misplace- ment of the comma after the "sea," the congregation-were told that "Captain | Wi g gone to. see his wife, de-. -sireg the pe of this congregation on his -behal hed . > ite , During 'his exile at"Elba, Napoleon re- lated' that one'day his mother's mother was hobbling along the street in Ajaccio,, rsica, and that he and his sister, Pau-, wed the old jady, and mimicked heir grandmother, happening, to fight them. in: the act. She coms plained to Mme. Letitia, Pauline was "spanked" and disposed of; Na- in. regimentalsyy lef? hyah. could not be handied. His mother bided er, time. Next day, when her son was off 'his guard, she cried: "Quick, Napo- 'leonti"You are invited to dine with 'the He ran' up to' his'.room to She .qui lowed, and when she judged that "the proper time had come, rushed 'into the room; seized her undressed hero before: About half an hour later Lucinda he guessed her purpose, laid, him garosa the maternal knee, and belaborcd him earnestly with the flat of her hand. One day David Col, the Flemish gente was asked by a peasant to paint trait of his father. The young art- d that he would be delighted, and enquired when the father would be able The peasant re- dead." "How would you have me paint his portrait?" asked amused at the easant's naivete. "Look here, sir," said the peasant, "this picture on the easel-- whom does it represent?" "St. Anthony." "You are sure it is St. Anthony?" "Yes." "Did he come here to sit?" "Of course "Then, you see, you are quite able to make a dead man's portrait," Col, who asked no better than to earn and, after making en- the old man, set about ainting the portrait. 'The peasant, see- t for the first time, fell on hig knees and cried bitterly. "Why dé you ery?" asked the painter. "Because my father has grown so ugly." | A-good story on Sir William Mulock is | being told in Toronto, and is circulating fround his constituency of North York. The Postmaster-General has been busy in the Old Country booming Canada up hill and down dale, in season and, ac- cording to this story, out of it. Imbued ith a desire to test the colonial know- ledge of the ordinary Londoner Sir, Wil- liam took a friend along the Strand with him, and cast-about for three likely sub- jects. The friend, a distinguished Lon- don lawyer, was unwilling to believe that.English people were as ignorant on, matters Canadian as"Sir William repre- e first person accosted hid never heard of Canada, and said so short- e second was anxious to 'assist ed stranger,. and. ruminated,, finally had to admit that he was unable to give the locality of Canada. He was sure that it was nowhere near' the Strand, as he had lived around those. seventy years. This en- uictly . fol- Changing his question a little, he went up to a cock- ney flower-girl. He asked her if she was: "Familjar. with who?" she asked. "You go 'long or I'll promises write two books on America when he Bi turns to China, whither he has been called to take charge of the work of re- vising and codifying the laws of h country. His experiences in the Unite States have been many, and some of them unique. On one occasion he and Carl Schurz were both to make addresses before a university audience. Schurz had spoken to the students before, and when they saw him on the platform they called out, "Schurz!" "Schurz!" The Chinese Minister, conscious that his silken blouse, worn outside his trousers, might have awakened what he knew to be the'*éasily provoked irreverence of undergraduates, mistook the salutation n he rose, bowed come 4 obligatory not desire 'ever, should person. oar I of the telephone in delivering invite- 'tions as giving them no pio to make up .| their minds, or to con a Lays exense should they not feel incli accept. ae --S------_--_--_--_--_--_--_ Thesky rong t.cceipt." Mrs. Dufzit has at last discovered the difference between a "receipt" and | a "recipe," through the .ministrations an obedient cook an careless 'husband. At © least, blames it on her husband's careless- ness, although he pleads innocence in that respect, but if feminine logic counts for anything, he merits the accusation. Mrs. Duzzit clipped a recipe for a new pudding from her magazine the other day'and placed it under a book on the Ep lt and threw it with some other settled aceounts in the drawer.-of the same table, Concluding one day to t }.cook, as'she 'was mapping out the-din- ner: '"You go up to the library and tell Mr. it to no Te that new receipt I Hleft about. the library table. I am going shopping and may not get back unti ioe is ready, but all you need to 'do 'is to use just the proportion of ingredi- "ents givee in the receipt, and then we'll see whether that men eta is as be asthe magazine promised it would be." --Yassum," said the obedient. Lucinda. Mrs. Duzzit left and Lucinda went to 'the library. "Ploase; suh," she remarked, "I des wa: Sap receipt _Missus Duzzit done "What receipt?" asked: Mr. Duzzit. "De one whut tell "bout all dem tings Ps 'got ter' put in dat new puddin'. She gay she put hit on de lib'ry table." Mr. Duzzit tossed the papers about, eered into the drawers, and finally 1anded Lucinda a slip which seemed to 'be what she wanted. rapped softly on the door of the library and apologetically said: ""«Souse me, suh, but mus' I use all dese hyuh t'ings whut dishyere papuh sez ter use?" "Sure thing,' answered Mr. Duzzit. "Do just as Mrs. Duzzit said you should." Lucinda returned to her kingdom mumbling about the peculiarities of the white folks, and for the next two hours she was busy hunting all over the kitch- for the pudding. At dinner she carried the pudding in on the largest tray in the house and de- posited it on the serving table with an air which said that she washed her bands of all consequences. "What is that, Lucinda?" asked her Fess. 'De puddin'." "The pudding? Goodness gracious! I never dreamed it would 'be that big. You may help us to some of it, though." When Mr. Duzzit's portion was placed fefore him 'he scanned it kritically, sniffed suspiciously, and turned it gin- gerly over with his spoon. rs. Duzzit, however, had the courage which comes from an implicit faith in the culinary page, and she tried a spoonful. "Mercy!" she cried. "Why, Lucinda, what in the world have you put in this?" "Nuflin' 'ceopt whut de receipt said ter use," avowed Lucinda. "Hum," mused Mr. Duzzit. "It must 'be a funny recipe." "Well," asserted Mrs, Duzzit, "I never saw such a looking affair before in all my life. Lueinda, you surely have made a mistake in mixing it." "Deed, I hasn't," stoutly answered the cook. "I done use eve'y-t'ing des lak de papeh said." Did they offer a cash prize to anyone who would eat the pudding?" enquired 'Mr. Duzzit. ; "Because, if they did, I am about to miss an opportunity to enrich myself, for I-must deprive myself of the oT] pleasure of tackling this com- Peal des gib mah two weeks' notice raight now," announced Lucinda. "Yo' all de fust white folks whut say dey So ghd ae mah ike veh or. oh ag ~_ ( enty er quality fo t glad ter nb os 4 dey kitchen. En I gwine .wight out en fotch in dat receipt, en yo' use. ' Lucinda retreated to. the kitchen in sable dignity, and returned solemnly, bearing the "réceipt," which read: "H, E, Duzzit to I. Feedam, Dr. "One can corn, 10 cents; one box shoe olish, 5 cents; six candles, 15 cents; two pounds rice, 10 cents; two bars washing soap, 9 cents; one cake yeast, 1 cent; bottle olive oil, 25 cents; one-half eck potatoes, 20 cents; one mackerel, 8 cents; three pounds prunes, 45 cents; ten pounds salt, 10 cents; six packages flower seed, 30 cents; one feather dust- er; 35 cents. Paid." "."Dah 't is," said Lucinda. "Dah 't is. An' dey all in dat ole puddin' 'ceptin' de han'le er dat feather dusteh, en' blame' "€ I knows how ter wuk hit in whenst I's stirrin' up all dat otheh trash. An' ef o' all Jak dat kin' er puddin', den yo' "hetteh git some otheh lady ter ten' ter de cookin' foh you,' 'case I ain' use' ter te 99 t. and} "But Mr. Duzzit soberly took his wife by the arm, led her to the library, took | down the big dictionary, and pointed out +. the words "receipt" and re and their definitions--W. D. esbit in "Judge." ; "How is Ann Matilda making out as postmistress at Elm Crossroads?". "Get- ting 'along fine. To-day she read twenty '| postals, held nine letters up to the ligh«, and opened four newzpapers."--Chicago "News." a soning which is always brought out | the time of bereavement and which neither consoles nor comforts those % are genuinely mourning. "Putting ieee at arguments on pape i : aris is = aware that they are dictated and-accordingly handed a | pomorai F cee A ara gee IO al? cons Bi ; ry ee, POseR: she said to Lucinda, the | tion are levelled at..the wrong poin They deal with the state of the dead ong and bid the mourners mitigate grief with the thotight that the lamented one has »gone to a world that is fairer than this, and is in a condition of beatitude, the root of grief is not anxiety for state of the dead. It is rather self-pity, Tears are shed' becatiseane whoés com Eauy gave the mourner' pleasure has de. par Re and philosophy both hold that the state of the dead, in most cases, is better than thatiot the uieiog, The dead do not need ity., ey have no.regrets at leaving Pais world. Tf death eids all, then the dead rest sweetly in obti : little affected: by care' or. sorrow as they © were ten thousand years before they. were born. If there is heaven ae as all creéds hold there'is, then the dead _ man, if he lived honestly and well, is bet ter off than he, was here below, The on that fear? Do not the friends of saints mourn as loudly,gs those of sine' ners? grief will be commensurate with the en and pantry for the necessary articles. saving him, doctor, what are you going to perform the operation for? last night! Kate Greene had on a dress exactly like mine. sec fo' yovse'fs dat I des use whut hit sayg The hackneyed arguments of conse and will not come back. yion and aré as There is no shame in acknowiscaiiag that the so-called sorrow for the dead only hed for the living. Love bereft of its object will mourn its loss and its. strength of the attachment. When the mourner becomes used to the loss ief abates according to the rule of indly Nature. But who is bold enough ~ to make this argument'in a letter of con- dolence? aS i "What did you get out of your garden this year?" "Not a day went by that I~ didn't have one of my neighbor's chick- ens for dinner." = Friend--But if thefe's no hope of : Doctor--$100.--Town and Country. Molly--I was so mad at thé party Polly--Yes, but how it must have dis gusted her to sce you with a dress like + hers! 'That ought to make you happy, I should think.--Boston Transcript. ; en i yi A Phillipsburg, Kan., girl wrote home from college that she had fallen in"love with ping-pong, and got this reply from her father: "Give him up. 'They don't no Chinaman marry into this family,"--- Philadelphia Ledger. ' el "They tell me you haye cured yourself of chronic insomnia", i "Yes. "m completely cured." : "It must be a-great relief." re: "Relief! I should say it was. Why, I. lie awake half the night thinking how I used to suffer from it-"--Cleveland Plain Dealer. --_------ ~ Inappropriate. "Funny names things do get," mur mured nson, a8 he looked into the window of a fur shop. "How do you mean?" asked Henson. "Why, see that: thing over there on .the stand? Meant for a chin-warmer,and they call it a chinchilla." But when Henson turned to © rebuke him, Benson had moved on. His Night Out. scant 00 a sixteen-hoir nig