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l _ g3 3:2": 'i'i.,'fi'ia1, "I don't know who Pitohtord is, nor why he'is been buying um) our shares to that tone," ramarked the little broker when his patron had trnished reading the brief communication. “You know, of course.” He grinned iDSOIBll'tqu0f coume as he spoke. "But it)s a, étLever dodge. anyhow. and it'ssmrodirezjd an amazing effect. Peo, ple are sewing, of course, that it a, man who lives next door, so to speak, to the ‘mino we've selling and m-met have visited it, thinks it worth the investment: of 'se.vettty-frve thousand pounds, why---" he put out his hands with a gesture that amid more than words could have done. "They‘re all running after the shares now mike madman," he concluded in a tone of pom tive consternation. Mrs. Grookendeu guinea. “Th-at is very snatlsfamory," she said, quietly. "By tdm way, I am thinking also of the Bttian Hardy _affaie--xrt the latest tttttttjst-ation of it. This game is very r "I had written this, out and was just going to send it off to you when you tale- phoned tor me.” he said as he handed it to hear. "4uetratia-4Vdney-is at the root of the business, Something has woke 'em up out there an at i sudden. Bat I gage say you'lll 1tndersitarnd it better than o." The folNywinsr, was the message written on the teleegnaxph iortnt-- "News just arrived by cuNe of infiu. ,t1it,iat,suimyceoe in Sydney. Pitahford just (Invested seventtiive thousand pounds in Ihyy1, Fortune Shares." Ferdy 11>ka hBiidEllwihd produced a white telegraph form from his brewt poSirtt. - _ "Business is betntar than ever. The Good Fortune Mine Shares have gone up to ten pounds each," he proceeded to ex. p0ain, answering the question of her eym. “Everybody is rushing to buy them." The woman financier looked at him keenlv. _ "Has anything ‘particular happened to aooou-n-t for this sudden increase in pub- lil copf14rneor" she asked. The little red-headed broker obeyed her "wish, though- with manifest reluctance, and duly seated himself under the bat. M; of. her siythipg eye’s. "'girdomL't she added in a tone which mghfire _tJyt, recoyymetyitation a command. CHAPTER 11. "Wall, and how Toes the business?" Mrs. thookenden asked as her broker, Family Pocock, entered her pmmte room in the Lombard Street office in responseto her teleLclhonic summons. "And now, will you let me try to speak to you a little of Jesus?" the asked them softly, yet not so softly bat that every one of them heard the pleading, modest question. “mere is not one of you who cannot be a, good son, ’or husband, or Nv tiher, if he likes. or a good laughter, wife. pnd mother if she Likes. There is not one wt you who cannot be an honest and con- soientiouls worker if he or she dhooses. Dvive your nails, or build your walls, or saw your seams, or teach your children as if Heaven itself depended on your do. ing the work well. That is all you need to do to. bring happiness and even beauty into the lives of the hummer-It and hard- eshworkeud among you. That is all you need to do to make ycur light so shine among men that it shall be a. living, 4um.. ing, 'tcctimony to the glory of that Father who watches over us all." When the members of this work-worn, 1tafachionab1e crowd dispensed to. their several homes thes( walked more quietly than was their won-t. “It's more than likely as I shouldn't have been able to stand Rat from: a man," one of the men remarked to a fel. low-laborer with whom he was tramping towards Ellington. "I ain't sure as I oould have stood it even from Mr. ’Andy isrsehr. But it's different some'ow from a 'wprncsT1-and ’supeoially from a young ’unl We, that, Who‘- 'arrdsome, and who's got truth a small} waist as I could put my bultldog's collar round." _ “We'll keep about 'im with our eyes omen and our fists ready," one voice shouted, making itself heard above the rest. “It’ll go 'ard ovith the soonn-drel that's: tried to murder 'im if we can get a sigh}; and ' igld of 'Eim, I can tell sou," yet there is no _ e, no faintest trace of the unseen ”(that put it there. Woes-ct-hiss-att ahow the cunning of the would-the Mayer-that in that .pul'blic place, among those dozens of workers, he came and did his dreadful work, and went away unseen P" "This last- time. as you know, the at whack was made by poison," she said. "We have no doubt-tvon the police have no doubt-that the same unknown and 1m- Been enemy has been at work again. It is only by a mirtto1s-a miracle due .to God‘s love'and God’n gva,ee-that Brian afisrdy has been spared.” ’Ilhere was a murmur in the crowd. "Yee," Christine Dare repeated, involun- 'haauTy clenching her hand “It wa- poison woezeajnht,. the Motors have no dowbt about that. It was the terrible poison what, is known as aconiite. It had been given him in his coffee; there were‘ttaoee of it in the dregis loft in the- 0115‘ And yet, there is no _ e, no faintest Mace of the unseen "fsuiriica1i, nuts it there. The girl paused to take breath. The omuwd was very still, very silent. Charity. tine straightened her, young, lithe figure E She stood on the little hilloek before em. Cries elf "No! no!" interrupted her. She went on with a faint, grateful smile. "Only one thing we know-MN. Winston, Brian Hardy, and myself-and that is. that some mysterious person dogs Mr. Hlardry's steps with the home of murder in his soul. This has been the case for meaniy three years past. By water and by fire, by pistol, by unfair play at dan. gerous games, and now at last by poison, this unknown enemy has sought to secure Mr. Hardy's death. He gives no Sign. and yet he it ever clcse to his intended vic- tim-so close that during the past year Brian Hard-y has been in imminent peril ot death whenever he has for a, single tr151ruent been left alone." 1mm Jae was not on his 501111 the guilt of that crime on account of which people a21 over the mun-try showed last year by means of thousands of Jetterts, and also through the medium of the nemevp‘apers that they desired his death-his death on the Newgate pirllowrs-and were indignant that he had not died. .Manw of them were gonad veoplt,ptrhaxpr, as good asAe is-_-" "rt is tor his tsake-Mr. Jrardy's-tlhot I cum trying to find courage to may some thing to you without his support and help," she went on almost brokenly. "If Eon did not have him I could not do it. ut I know that you do love him-love bizn-and believe in him-and that in your inmost hearts you feel as sure as I am hat; Ire. has not on his 501111 the guilt of She Jodred her little hands together do. sperately. She was a brave girl, but it was, a. hard thing for her to stand here am; 'a.ce.,ttritr gala-5561:, sefrllhing crowd alone; Christmas face did much for her. The Mature that che made we she stood now in the doorway of Brian's empty tent was (me which those who saw it womld never forget in all their after years There were [motile in the crowd at this very moment trperalring of her 3m like an angel; and matttair11y the gidny of her hair, rippling hair helped be give something of truth tro was oorpparisom But it was the human sweetness whidh most appealed ho their hearts-the glistening softnass of human yearning in tthe eyes, the human pleading Mgr. tiremgiblfq on her quivering laps. - - BOOK II. s-" CHAPTER L "r,rsdsannot come," Ghmieetine Dare said to _,theNyrrowd that seamed about the little ,tra%riiGii near Stoke Newington, fwlhere She and Mrs. Winston were in this hour alone. “He is too ill to come; mo in? even to leave his bed. But I have come to speak to you in his Mead if you will hear me." " The crowd signified that it would hear her. So they stood looking up at the gurl my? Ivaf? goiry to' tsnea-li, and waited. __ fr. 'FgrscrgF,Nmtr5iéMet The Darkest Hour; f Or, The Hope That Still Lived. He led ha to the cashier‘s box at the back of one of the two shops, and there, omtside the door, he Allowed her a long garner posted up. At the top of it was written conspicuously the heading-ies of tho Rouse." There were a, formidable number of them: supposing that each paragvarph represented a separate rule, there mmyt have been at least, 11intst,g-five". In point of fact, Maggie saw when Mr. Jem-stooped the candle nearer tlu pa- pen that the number aéiattsed to the last Tulle. was udnekr-five. Mr. Jeffery at this moment ran a coarse torefmger down the list, and presently stopped it about midway, keeping it pointing air,nificantV "Look here," he said, seizing her arm, and drawing her with him down the last Tam Maps of tho stairway, “I‘ll show you. Come alopg here." Her employer snorted. It was one of his axioms that he would rmther deal with rogues than fools any day, and this gird "Cast ew‘demlfdy a fool. "Oh, that's it, is it?" Mr. Jeffery inter vupted, in the tone of one who has at last arrived at an understanding of a difucayt question. "Well, thon, I can tell you that We not a. hit of good your look- ing for it, nor never Will be. It's confis. claltegi. Hgven’rtt J.7.?u Jread _the vaLesi'L' “The rules, sir?” sfhe echo-ed vascdy in a faint voice. "No; Miss J ones and Miss Mea-niman told me that I ought to read them, but I ha,ven't had time yet-really, I haven't, sir. But, oh, sir, what have they got to do with my losing the photo, gmlplh?" 7 "it mad .tlriJilUdrsrpash, sir," Maggie atn- awered quickly, with a sudden gleam of nqw_hope in her hearth. "You% have other things to do when you come back on Monday than “name your time looking about for some [trum- l?tyr?Y Wopenny thing that's happened to drop into a comer somewhere out ot your sight," remarked the proprietor of the shop, with a grim smile. Looking c‘lose- 1y at her tdred young faanso very tired it was, and so thin and whiteFIhe saw that her candid eyes were full of tears, "What sent of a thing is it that you‘re mahine much a nonsensical fuEa rover?" he felt sufrufreot1sr interested to ask. “Of course, you ought to know that you‘ve no business to put anything on the damni- ttypr marrteh1ece." _ “a rm J'"". "E bee your pardon, sir. I've been looking for something that I wanted to make helm-e with me. I-I left it on the maavtrehpiece this ttrrrning, and now it isn’t there, and it icn't in the room any Where. I can’t think where it's gone to. I did want to find it to-night, but now that it’s so late, I must To home without it, and look for it again when I come belr T?, Monday? Late though the hour was, and worn out though she was with such fatigue as her young limbs had never known until these past three weeks of hard toil and tramp- ing in London, Maggie Mainland went to and fro in the empty dormiborsr--,amvty and bare almost as a room which W315 never inhabftoesoarehing desperately everywhere for the treasure which hid so curiously disappeared.- In her sharp anxiety she had forgotten that even the latest ot her fellow-assistants must have left the shop at least three-quarters'of am hour ago; she was actually going down trmake inquiries of them, and to ask them to halo her to Search. Hem in- ttntions were rudely thwarted, however, by the appearmsce of Mr. Jéftery at the 'ioct of Mae staircase. _ "What's the meaning of this?" he de. manded in a, tone that bodad unpleasant- ness.1“Why aren't you gqne ygt?" - , Bat 1iic'ityr1sshe reached the mantelpieoe her beam said: with sunpm'se and a and den child apprehension. The photograph was not there. which was to contain them, when she went to the manteLpiece which was near the bed that was hers on the other nights of the week to take the little pic- ture ct Alice. ib=svrcruid-put into her heart. She had not read it yet; there had not been a free moment in MI the day ‘11 which she could read even part of it. She had broken the envelope and looked at the be- ginning, “My little darling,” but that was all She had hoped to read it up her in the quiet dormitory before start- i,1/i,iih.x1i' go hoznaward; but her tirednese had made her so slow with her packing up and folding away ot the goods after the shunting of the shop that it was too hate for her to linger here, even for five minutes. She fonced herself to move about quickly, collecting the little things for her parcel. She had gathered togather all the rest. and laid tham Itahly down inside the brown pager -T_.'j-_c, - mar had died. In her podket she had a letter that had come to her in tho mom- ing from her 1ovar away over seas; the old motfher and little Alice had spent a penny to post it on to her in a fresh en- yellope,_gboem£zsq thtsirrarysw the joy that It was a, quarter to twelve on the sec- ond Saturday night after her engagement as arscsistant in the Bnixton drapery shop when Maggie Mainland dragged her ach- ing limbs upstairs to the dormitory to make up the lit-tile parcel of things that she had to carry home. They were only her nightgown, [hem soap and brush and comb, and the one phono- graph which her littile family rssessed- namely that ot little Alice, LE",, in the slime-1‘2 1t1onth pr timo_bafore the ta, "Show him in," she said quickly. but showing no surprise and no panticuuar in. terest: Little did she dream, as in her turn she wloorde him with her cruel smile. that this interview was to see the beginning of the most terni'hle tragedy of her tragic life; the most terrible, the moat pitiful, and the last. A tap came at the door and a clerk en- tered with the intimation that Mr. Ron- ald was in the outer office asking to age her for a, few moments on urgent, busi. mesa. "Did you think I could be such a, tool as 1mm? Not a bit of it. I was a waiter there that night; an extra, hand taken on just by chance, according to the re- quirements of the evening. just as a doz- en or two anthers were. I got, no pay from the management because the tips thc-ce are isuppcsed to be good enough my to make it wozrtlh a man's whi0e to go there, for nothing." The dark. Gdjdisitiif GGrdrG, Tiii other side cd the writing Uaiblle surveyed hlm crritfyyrlsr then from head to foot. "Did you go into the restaurant just as you are nowzt1iooking as you look every day of your life in the City and else- where?" The little man's email, shifty eyes tum edmggl. her tii1wplsr_enrr1tgh then. - "It's Just because I'm oaatiul that I keep on making cuch a beastly hash of the job," he numbered [with suppresced page. "Another haH-grain of the stuff the other night and the thing would have been done. I tell you, it was a, near shave when that cursed waiter came round. I was thankful that there was a man's over» ooat hanging up in that Little square 'lclbfby, and that I was small enough to hide behind it." _- "How' (lid you know the cum was for the ugly} man?” she, inquired. _ “Handy was one one tyf Wimpole S't-ur- gass‘s party that had ordered coffee. Tlhe rest had brandy and liqueurs only. I had overheard one of the waiters saying tihis. That wars the awoke of 1uok that gave me my chan0e-this chance that has tu.tped on}; usdlees to me after all." "rtirrdsr -. Pooooirltiugised roughly and haryhlr Mrs. Cmdkériden made a gesture of com prehension. interesting, and it would please me ex- ceedingly to know haw you managed to introduce tho womite into the coffee with. out being personally noticed, and with. out including others than Mr. Hardy gallon; Yopr vietdanrs.", - CHAPTER Ill, R,ector-These pigs of yours are in fine condition, Hodge. Hodge-- Yes, zur, they be. An' if We wus all on us as fit to die as them are, zur, we'd do-English paper. It is a, very mistaken notion that Christian young men have not feal- ly a good time. They are, in fact, the happiest, young people on eairth. They carry about with them a good commence, "V The electric iron left with cur- rent turned on Is responsible for many fires. The late Lord Rolberts once sent his orderly to the bank to cash a check, says Pearson's Weekly, and the clerk wanted it indorsed. "What for I." demanded the soldier. "Well, it’s the rule, and I can't pay you the money until you in- dorse it," he was told. "Oh, all right!" grumbled the messenger. So he took lback the check and bit the end of a, pen in deep meditation fora minute or two. Then he wrote this: “I beg to say that I have known Lord Roberts for several years, and he has proved himself times without number, to be as [brave as a lion, but always kindly considerate to those who serve un- der him. And I have, therefore, great pleasure in respectfully in- dorsing his check.” A womans club holds over a man That Soothing Stimulant. Sir Lauder Brunton some years ago made interesting researches in regard to the effect of alcohol on the system in health and disease. Amongst other things, he discover- ed that the idea that cold may be lwarded off by means of spirits is nothing but a myth, and gave the case of a party of mountaineers who had to camp for the might at a high altitude. Some members of the party parUok liberally of alcohol before getting into their sleeping bags, others took just a little, while some of the party drank none at all. The following morning every one of the first group Was dead. Those who had taken a, little on the previous night woke feeling oold and miser- able, whilst those who had left themselves in the hands of nature awoke feeling refreshed and well, though they had been the last to fall asleep. When a stimulant is required owing either to Gold or fa- tigue, a tumbler of milk, as hot as can be sipped, is the best thing thati can be taken. _ I "She'rs not drunk, conatahle, she has Mir1tm1," a voice said close at handa Mag: gie did not hear this voice, but she was told afterwards of what had passed, 7 "Poor gird! she looks very m." [r The whiteubearded man looked at the policeman. L, ' _ , x "fi,rrG,jdi.r'srddrvt,J,uiUrai,' what are you doing hare. 3ern n drunk like this in tho rain."1he jlxquired. .-_ , _ Staggering across Trafalgar Sqmue, she tried to reach one of the seam, but fsib ed, and sank down instead upon the wet pavement, striking her head against the hard stone. - Five minutes or had elapsed when a policeman sttmode mp to her. The beam of his bull's eye had-aNd her to him as he pried around the fountain in gla"at, ptsyp?ahV, of disordorly cyauraetems', The night was a. good one for walking; it was at once very damp and very etyld-- cold with a ram coldness which knows as well as frost does how to pierce to the very marrow of the poorly fed and poorly clad. It wound have been a. very bad night for 1rersting on a doorstep. A cold, slieelby Darin lashed the pavement. Ar ready, after having bean oat in it only ten mitruters or so, Maggie fem that her clothes were soaked through, chilling her to the bone. Two hours passed as she labored on. The whole way was a struggle. Pain? She was aching in every himb, and the soreness of her feet-her feet, which so long had been ice-cold and aruelhr rubbed by her wet shoes-tet- almost; intoler- able at those times when she stopped the wallkimg that helped her to forget, it. And the terrom had been continual], increasing always in the dark spaces between the 3refllow gas lamps and in the shadows cast by the angles of holes, _ - " This was the fist thought than kept the exhausted and wlmoth despairihg girl from sinking dawn to pass tho night on her employer's doorsuyp. And the second thought which restrained her was the re meatthranee of that letter from her lover, whose pages f11ll of comfort, and sweet- negs her ayes had not yet; scanned." . If she had been mmerly Mona in the world, utterly -f.riendlless, and with no one bat hemsdH be disgnace by any fool- ish cm cowardly or sinful action, she might have done this. But two thoughts restrained her. What would that poor. bent, old woman think, what agonies of fear would she suffer. it three o’clock and four o'oloek in the morning came without bringing her the sound of the young feet that she loved on the rickety stair, and the sight of the young face that she loved logking in at the door? - "What's the use of trying to get home?" she was saying to herself over and over again in a very anguish of suffering and (Repair. "I can't! I can't! My feet feel like 1ead--tyxcept,that they athe so much. It, win be much bother to sit down on the door step here close up against the der, pm} wait till the morning pome1s." Thus launched upon her almost cruemy difficult hememard way, Maggie Mait- lvamd stood still tor a moment, looking strangely and helplessly about her. It occurred to her that if Mr. Jeffery thought it so ddsgracedml for her to, be out, he might in pity have invited her to rmnain under the shelllter of his and Mrs Jefietur'ts roof till morning AMee would be in bed, of 00111893 but the old adoptive mother, who was the only mother Maggie had even known, woudd surely be sitting up watching for her. and would as surely have began to fepl anxious about her. She thought, with a cruel heart stab, that if this lit- Ale pr‘ctuare lost, to-day should never be I‘es'tlore-d to her, she and Mrs. Maitaand might never be able to got another to re. place it. Orr, at least, they might never be able to afford to get another until her lover, Alexander Dare, should come homo. And that might not be tor many years to come. - ’_., “Bedrooms must be left tidy. No PIC" turns, photo-.3, eta, allowed to tis'?!?:,"?"? the walls. Any one so doing will be tharged with the repairs. A fjne olfl,t.hre€‘- at a. certain paragraph the while he read our, its decisive sentences: W . "You'd better find time, some night " ter the shop is shut, to write out a. can? of those rules. so that you can take It home to read on Sundays," said the shop pirppriator by wavy of good-night as he let htri out my tpe_rorivalxr door, NN. ieiit.r His Endorsement. (To be continued.) is something she 's head. , At the famous banquet of Tri- malclhio, which, it should be I'emeitn- bered, was not merely a banquet, (but a burlesque, and was given by a. multi-millionaire, as we} should {call him to-day, the gustus would 1 have served the most of men for a dinner. A donkey of Corinthian bronze held two baskets of olives, white on one side, black on the other. Then there were dormice covered with honey and poppy seed, “mt sausages on a silver grill, and beneath them damso-ns' and Pome: SO But it was the Gena, to which the epicure looked forward as the very climax of his day, when he might take his ease and indulge his fancy. The Gene, indeed, was an elaborate meal, which followed a rigidly pres- cribed plan. First came the gustus, devised to stimulate appetite, not to satisfy hunger. It consisted of an elaborate array of what we call horg d'oeuvre, and yet resembled the loaded side tables of Sweden and Russia, more nearly than the modest dishes of France, There were shellfish and eggs and vege- tables. like the Scot, grew strong upon por- ridge. Puls was the staple of his diet. But foreign victories brought foreign manners, and luxury made an easy conquest of Rome, which presently adopted the three meals of the Greeks, to divide the day. In the early morning the Roman was satisfied with bread, dried fruits and cheese. Then at noon came the prandium, which consisted, in sim- ple households, of the broken meats from yesterday's dinner table, with a pleasant addition of eggs, vege- tablets and wine. When we turn to Rome we find the same progress from simplicity to gluttony. [ There is no better proof of the delicacy of the Greek palate than the honor in which cooks were' held. They plied their trade with the greatest freedom, and, not being at- tached to this master or that, they were called in by the rich on Occa- sions of brilliant festivity. What wonder then the Ceook's was a respectable profession, becoming a free man? As the years passed the Greeks grew daintier and more critical of their food. The three meals Which broke their day were not. unlike those which still obtain. Their first breakfast was simple enough, consisting of bread dipped in neat wine. Their luncheon was taken about noon, and their dimmer was as late as ours. Spoons and forks they knew not, nor tablecloths nor napkins; but, if their service was bad, in the fifth century luxury had already invaded Athens. The heroes of Homer, for in- stance, were not nice feeders. They seem to have had the healthy plain food and plenty of it. They had neither butchers nor cooks. They slaughtered their own beasts and prepared their meat as well as they could. They had little taste for fish, which they ate only when there was nothing else to be had and they looked upon game as no better than the food of necessity. Nor were vegetables pleasing to their sturdy 'palates. Meat, bread and Wine were their staple fare, and they asked for no accessories. Pork and mutton and goats' flesh they ate willingly. _ Pork Was Highly Esteemed. I Indeed, the beast which, to some is still unclean, was very much to the taste of the Greeks, and was highly esteemed at their banquets unto the end. Athenaeus writes in lyrical strains of a pig that once was served to him and his friends, the half of which was carefully roasted, the other half boiled gently, as if it had been steamed, and the whole stuffed with tiirushes and o‘therl birds. But best of all the Homeric heroes liked beef, cut into pieces and grilled upon spits. And it was only on occasions of sserifitt that their desires were wholly satisfied. Though,the gods, to be sure, claim- ed the daintiest morsels, there was enough left to [appease the stoutest hunger. Nor did they demand any adornment to such feasts as these save fruit. "He dines not who eats alone," was a maxim which never fell upon dishonor. That we should notice similarity rather than difference, as we look backward, is but natural. The craving for well-cooked food is whplesomery human, and if the pal- ate grows more delicate, as the ap- petite becomes less gross the change is not peculiar to this country or that. As in poetry, so in food, the love of simplicity is the proof of a golden, if primitive, age. - Cooks Held in High Esteem After the Simple Life Bad Been Pushed Into Shade. The Ancients, by whom we mean the Greeks and Romans, ate very much the same food that, we eat txr- Hay, and with the same appetite. They looked upon the process, per- haps, with an eye of greater eere- mony. In Homeric times the gods took their share of every banquet, and in a later age of the placing of the guests, the conduct of the sym- posium, were of equal import with the choice of the meats and' the wines. _ MII Tllf ANEIEWTS Mil my -Si) Juan}: MU CII -ryrrER- ENT FROM oumil. "'r-, The Ancient Roman, Science is not pursued on easy or comfortable terms in these Wilds. It is a, moment of real terror when the negroes raise the cry of “Ants, massa, ants l" The duke was at the head of the German Central African expedition of 1910 and 1911, undertaken to sup- plement the work of the expedition of 1907 and 1908. Though the, book .makes a marvellous contribution to our knowledge of Central African fauna and flora, anthropology, eth- nology and meteorology, and shows the perfection oi scientific research, to the layman there are portions as interesting as the most imaginative fiction. One at times, despite the t1z1varnished narration, is reminded of the wild African stories of Rider Haggard. Even a chapter bearing the extremely practical title of "Re- search Work at Molundu" is en- livened by a vivid description of an attack on the expedition by "dri- ver ants." "Nothing is done to the arrows used for killing birds," writes the duke in his recently published work, "From the Congo to the Niger and the Nile," "but for showing mon- keys they are invariably dipped in strophaadhus juice, a poison which kills tlysry alayost immediately.” Where Cross-Bows Shoot as Sure as Guns. The proficiency of the African cross-bow men amazed the Duke of Mecklenburg, who wondered how the weapon of William Tell found its way into the Bangandu country. But there it was, handed down from a dim antiquity which the natives were unable to reveal. Saveral of the hunting tribes use the weapon, and some of the marksmen are so skilled that they can bring down a high soaring bird with the same sure action oi the man with the gun. Yet if we compare the luxury of modern times with the luxury of Rome, we shall observe but few dif- ferences, We do not, like the Ro- mans, recline at our meals ; we do not observe the ceremonies of the triclinium ; we are more sensitive in keeping clean our hands, and pre- fer forks to hngers, but the taste of man has not greatly changed in 2,000 years, and if it could be our good fortune to dine with Lucullus, his table would cause us no confu- sion and but small surprise. _re-- .. v~v u-A‘a‘] _"AP."Fee%eu.A.#k-'%r. (It AlaiI-U’ a EDT”, Cl" a dormouse that had been fed on chestnuts as rare dainties, and they finished their feasts with a fine army of pastry and fruit. Some there were who praised the simple life, but we may assume that Hor- ace, when he declared his hatred of parsici apparatus, was expressing no more than the remorse of a, jaded palate, A Large Number of Thrushes. It was a fantastic spectacle, and suggests not the banquet of an epi- cure, but what the newspapers of today call a freak dinner. And the Romans, no less than the Greeks, proved their love of the ig by the preference they showed in sausage and black puddings. For the rest they esteemed a hare, a So valiant a beast, freed because the guests of yesterday had sent him away untested, deserved the ministration of no mean carver. And a big bearded man in a 8lytbt1- gled hunting coat plunged a, great knife into his side, and as the knife entered, out; there flew But no banquet at Rome was complete without a, wild boar, whose entrance upon the table, roasted whole, marked the highest moment of the ceremonial feast. Petronius hat described the pomp of its 00m- ing with a vast deal of circum- stance. "A tray was brought in with a, wild boar of the largest size upon it, wearing a cap of freedom, with two little baskets wove Of palm twigs hanging from his tusks, one full of dry dates and the other of fish. Round it lay suckling pigs made of Simnel cake with their mouths to the teats, thereby show- img that we had a sow before ua." “AM“ the spiders, lizards, and, Oysters were as highly prized at Rome [as in modern London, and were brought by the wealthy from Britain to be fattened in the Lu- crine Lake. Of the birds, the chief in esteem were towls and peacocks, and field-fares were as eagerly sought for id Rome as in the Athens oi_Aristophanes. as we know, condemn the ek1i,ri-au, gance, which vastly increased un- der the empire, and which bade the wealthy Romans send for their priceless delicacies to the ends of the earth. Satire had no more ef- fect than sumptuary laws, and the banquets of rich patrieialns and wealthy freedmen are legendary. First came the fish, for poor as for rich a necessity of the dinner. Sea- barbel and the turbot of Ravenna were the favorites and the haddock was not disdained. C. gr.apue. seeds. But a AFRICAN MARK SM EN . Can be handled very easily. The sick are cured and _all Ithem in sauna stable, no matter, how "expasted," kept from having the disease. by using SPOHN’S. LRQUID DISTEMPER COMPOUND. Give on the tongue or in feed. Acts on the blood and trsrpels germa of all forms of distemper. Best, rem- edy ever known for marge; in foal. 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As we grow older we lose the fat that has aotumuUted under our skin, and which is due to an imperfectly adjusted circula~ tdson_in all parts of the bqdy. ." An over-exercise of decisiveness or determination will make permar nent lines from the sides of the nus, tarils to the outer edges of the mouth. Wrinkles running across the root of the nose, between the eyes, rndi- cate concentrated habits of thought' in general. In persons of a jolly, laughing na- ture the lines running outward and downward from the eye, caused by laughter, will become more or less fixed. . There are different causes for wrinkles, which are not entirely due to old age. Habits of thought re- flect themselves in the face, and il persisted in crearte wrinkles through the repeated exercise of certain muscles in fixing the expression ol the features.. A constantly fretfal or worrisome contraction of the skin of the forehead will cause) wrinkles there independent of the age of the person: u ' _ above all, the cNckroaehes, "sought safety in flight, and the boys' screamed whenever they were bit- ten. Our combined efforts succeed- ed in diverting the main attack in another direction. The infuriated insects clung for some time to the roof, hanging in bunches to the palm from]: of thh it was com- posed, and chipping one 9;: {out be the ground. Woe betideethe trn- wary individual who received an ant in the neck !” Different Causes Are Given for Their Formation. HOW HABITS MAKE WRINKLEE or, Gasman; jiuiriis ,ch the young t quite an- hem with am-