E. , a door life beneï¬cial, but memory and something else argued that the region of the South Park was ‘the very best to be had, and that Tom Larkin’s ranch accorded the ï¬nest accommodations of Iny in the mountains, without men- tioning the sweet eyes, the winning voice, and the trim figure of pretty Bessie Larkin, old Tom's only daugh- It may have been that Dan Bresford only remembered the glorious morn- ings, the perfect days, the tranquil eveningsâ€"that only the fresh breath of the pines and the companionship of the great peaks called him back to the little ranch in the South Park. But when he dropped, travel-stained and weary, from his saddle at the well- remembered door, and saw, dimly out- lined in the flicker of the firelight within, a certain form that he had not forgotten all the summer long, the fol- ly of further deceit was swept far from him. and in the glad beat of his heart he found all that he had come forâ€"the full joy of being once again in the preâ€" sence of the only woman whom he loved. HIE PINE TREE. run into the mountains for rest, a: he had done early in the May before From the first he was pleased. but Bessie, knowing more of her lover. 9h n of the man, doubted the inten? of Eesmond's acts: end so it happened. bne glorious evenin? as Bresford and the girl were returning from a long center along the plain. and rode close together in the golden. purpling twi- light that fell from the great peaks overhead. that the maiden. filled with a. vague dread of something terrible to come. told Dan the story of Desmond’s love for her, of his passionate offer, his rejection. and. lastly. of her fear that he would seek revenge upon her age darling under the guise of friend- : 1p. It my have been that Dan Brestord’s health was poor, or it may have been that his memory was goodâ€"more like- ly the latterâ€"but certain it is that in October he found it nmary to drop ofï¬ce work and take another " Put away such terrors. my love. The man may hate me. but I can only pity him, knowing what he has lost. He will never do me harm." negpfrém4gmtâ€"3‘ï¬iï¬fg'mj [ . ,. 1811-3; 91‘?! thpm and vanished in tï¬c gleam- And so Bresford- was warned; but he smiled incredulous1y as he thought of the matter later. True. this mamDea- mud might have loved Bessieâ€"for how Ionld he help it 2â€"bnt it was only sor- Bresford leaned from his saddle. and kissed the sweet face so close to his, aad_1a_ughed joyoqsly and low. “But you will be carefulâ€"yon will watch him?†whispered Bessie, her 'preaging eyes upturned. " Yes: swzeetheért. I'll be careful for your sake,†and the twq rode content- edly on. law or a murderer no one knew. It was enough to these rough hewn dia- monds that the man was a good shot, brave and civil; they cared for little else, and so, although a comparative stranger, he had already made him- self a place in the park. And he had done more. He had fall- en deeply in love with Bessie Larkin. The girl knew it, but even before Bresford’s second visit the thought of any lover but one was distasteful to her, and little wonder is it that she had looked with more and more of coldness upon the gathering passion of this strange, half-German, half-Span- ish suitor, until he had grown almost desperate at the girl’s resistance. And now that Bresford had appear- edâ€"now that the love light which he had striven in vain to awaken burned in Bessie's eyesâ€"now that the lovers were together and knew each of the other's affectionâ€"Carl Desmond saw And as the night grew over old Tom’s ranch this man’s heart was far from happy, but within it despair held sway, and later a fierce desire for revenge. From the day that he came Bresford found Desmond an apparent friend, thoughtful, willing and silent, yet ever at his side, with a. suggestion or in- formation. if desired. Since his arrival little bnd been learned of him except that he came from “ the river,†and whether an out- For he would not disguise it nowâ€" not even from the true-eyed maiden who gave him her hand with a little tremor and a glad blush, when her old father had greeted their return- ing guest and called her forward; and sweet Bessie saw in Bresford’s face all that she had dreamed since he bade her good-bye five months before; so that, without a word, two hearts were happy in the mountain ranch that night. Two hearts, and perhaps three, for old Tom had some fresh tobacco, and morn'wer he admired the ‘ ‘city chap " as one among a thousand, being cap- able and willing to endure a frontiers- man's life without a murmurâ€"but not the fourth. For there was a. fourth. Carl was a new-comer, a man forty years of age, whose past was utterly unknown to the ranchers about the park, but who had proton himself a good huntsman and herdsu. van, and who had found a. home in the cabin of Tom Larkin three months befor. Carl Desmond, old Tom’s assistant, was not happy. But _neither saw ï¬lm shadow that The days passed, the autumn iouxeu toward winter. The pines upon the mountain side grew more and more sombre, and seemed daily to wrap their mantles of feathered branches more closely about them, as it prepar- The mountains themselves were tip- ped with white, and the park grew duty-colored and brown. Night became chill, and an open fire in the yawning chimney a necessity; the sun looked far away, and a thin shield of ice often covered the shallows in the river at the break of day. All nature was at rest, her year's work done, waiting hour by hour the coming of winter. prncfnrr‘ hnnted- fiShed and. rOde, â€V“ â€" â€"vâ€"â€" â€"_' Bresford hunted, fishéd and rode, and with him almost constantly was his promised wife. For old Tom had been interviewed, and his consent to the union gained. _ - D 11 _ A_ bnv The neighbors about knew of the en- gagement, and it pleased them, for Bresford's friendly, unassuming ways had won him a place in the hearts of the ranchers, and the coming wedding was looked forward to with anticipa- tions of pleasure by all the inhabit- ants of that portion of the park. The first snow had come, when, one early morn, as Bresford stepped from the cabin door to look at ’the sky, and decide upon his plans for the day, he was met by Carl Desmond: _ ‘ C I.“ And, so saying, hestretched himself upon the ground, between the fire and the rock wall, and, weary and worn, he was soon slumbering soundly. And, as he slept, the night grew colder and the storm fell. Wild and fierce with- out the canyon, even there it sifted the idrigting snow in meat white clouds, They started on. In less than an hour, and while yet light enough re- mained to note their surroundings they found the river, frozen from shore to shore, followed it far enough to en- ter a deep gorge, where at a certain point they found an airhzrle and open water, and there they paused and de- cided to camp. ““7911," said Bresford, “then so it must be. We can at least reach home, for the river is our trail. Storm or no storm, however we must rest.†-â€"v' ~â€"r -- “ Good-morning, sir. '" said Carl. “ Do you_ hunt toâ€"day f" .. 1‘ -_L2-.. n. They built their fire upon a narrow bit of beach, close beneath a monster pine tree that grew from the cliff side above and fairly overhung them. They ate their jerked venison, drank their river water, and smoked their pipes. Meanwhile time waned. The night was still at first, but now and again from far above them‘ fell the faint moan of some hurrying wind, and‘dark, ragged clouds drift- ed continually across the narrow rib- bon of night-sky visible between the canyon walls. J “I was just debating the question: returned Dan, “ I should like some fresh venison, if it could be had, but I fear the deer have all gone south †â€What do you think 1?†queried Bresford. “I’m a tanden'foot, you know. but I’ll obey your orders if I have ’m follow those long horns into New Mexico.†As time pasesd this sound increased and little gusts of icy wind came sweeping up the narrow gorge with a hollow and lonesome sound. At last, when they were preparing fordrest, Desmond said: “I féar a storm. If it comes, our hunt is up.†A ind. the angry wind shrieked and moaned, and shook the cliff trees with a mighty and invisible hand. How long he slept Bresford never knew, but he was awakened roughly, “Most of them, have, air; but yes- terday I discovered the trail of seven elk in Horse Gulch, leading into the; mountains. \Ve might overtake the animals. if you cared to try. In fact, I am sure we could, for they travel slowly in the snow, and we ought to be able to bag a couple. It may take two days, though." “\Ven. sir,†said Desmond. deferen- tinllv. “if you are willine‘. I fhink we had better stick to it a bit longer. We cannot he far from the south branch of th9 Platte. and whsm we find that we will camp. If it does not snow we. can follow the trail to-morrow and certainly overfake our game. If it does snow wp can follow the river to the park and so home.†“A11 right I†replied Dan. tossing his rifle to his shoulder again. “Then let’s be moving." V';‘VI“;E, withcgou, if it takes four days, if we can get some elk I" cried Bresford, with true hunter’s spirit. “ Shall we start at once ?†"I can be ready in an hour,†re- plied Desmond. “ And I also,†said Dan. And so they separated. No thought of treachery had come to the younger man, as he agreed to the trip, which would make him the sole companion of his defeated rival for a full day or more. but when he told Bessie and stooped to kiss her good-bye. her face was like the dead. And before the girl could cry out. Bresford was gme. It was a iittlebe- fore nine o’clock in the morning when the two huntsmen. each thoroughly armed. and furnished with rations for a two dcya' tramp. struck the trail of the elk. It. was past four in the af- ternoon. and growing duskish, when they made their first halt. far among the heetlinq cram of mountains. twen- ty miles from the park, and half as far from the nearest ranch or road. The men seated themselves upon a great bnwlrler, looked at each other and laughed. v “ Oh: my love 1†she whispered; "not with himâ€"not with him 3" “H? probably refers to yo gr bank ac- count, returned her dearest friend.. '1 strivin to rise. he fell again, and {gird hhnseglt bound hand am} foot. A terrible chill ran throgg'h {us blood, 1nd 8. hand seem grasptmg Ins threat. He struggled for utterance and cned aloud: “Desmond!†. A laugh, half-demomcalz am; alto- gether horrible rang low 111 hrs ear, and the reply: “I am here 1†He turned his head. Desmond sat at his side, oomemplatipg 111311 Vinth an expression of fiendish Joy; ’.1rls.eyes were wild and glaring, 111.? race. ht by the flickering, flaming flre Wlth an unearthly light.“ F h‘ I TY--- .___ Rockall is perhaps the smallest is- land in the world. It is situated in the Atlantic over 30:) miles west of Scotland, and is a mere rock about 60 feet high and 225 feet round, arising from a.reef of sand. i The rock is ba- salt and granite. very magneticc. It is haunted by seabirds, and the mackerel of the. surrounding seas are very fine. Of course, it was never inhabited. and is very seldom visited, owing: to the difficulty of landingr on it. My husband tells all his friends that he drew a prize in the matrimonial largery, she said proudly. “1 am here?! Oh, you fool! You'are mine now! See, I have marked your death spot over heart!" And he touched Bresford's hunting jacket, Where, with adead coal, the man had drawn as black circle upon the buck- skin. “Within that ring I shall send my bullet-l Poor fool! Did you think Carl Desmondiwould lose the game so easily? Why, boy, I've killed men for lesser women than Bessie Larkins and should I let a stripling like you carry off_ the only girl I ever loved? For I do love her? Never! But let me tell you. I drove the elk all this way, two days ago, so that I might entice you to follow the trail to this spot. I sought this gorge, because here the water is deep and swift, and when you are dead, I shall cast you, rifle and all, down yonder airhole, and you will never be seen again! Listen! The grave is now calling for you 1" He raised his hand. The hollow sound of the rushing water struck chill upon the young man’s ear, He shuddered. Mrs. Skimpenâ€"I think Mr. Smith must have liked the beefsteak pie. He ha_d_ twg helpings of it. \Vhat are you dOing, doctor? asked a man who entered as the physician was vaccinating a patient. The Taotléss Boarderâ€"Perhaps he did it on a wager. Scraping an ‘acquhintance. was the reply. “Come!" cried Carl. “I meant to let you sleep until later; but the storm has broken and I must hasten. I will tell them we were lost and separated in the snow. I reach home â€Z?“ do not. I marry Bessie: See?" Three weeks later he was marrled. BuL there was one lacking among the wedding guests, and the neighbors said, “Poor Desmond!†for they sup- Posed him lost in the snow: ‘ But the groom knew where, crush- ed and buried beneath a mighty pine, his enemy lay, and in his heart he gave thanks for the great tree which had stricken down the murderer's hand and saved his life in the mid- night and the storm. The murderer smiled horribly, seiz- ed and prepped Bresford against the wal’ of rock behind the fire in such a position that he could easily aim at the erect figure, then retired a little distance through the whirling snow, and raised his heavy rifle to his face. “Pray, fool! I'll give you While I mgnt tyventy!" he said.__ When it came, pale and tremblnig, yet filled with a strange delight, as if born int 0 a new world Br esford hurxiedly quitted the scene of the nights horror, followed the winding ri. 91' to the plain, and so northwardly horn-e. again. The fire leaped, and its light fell upon the face of Bresford as upon the features of a corpse. The~wild wind swept shrieking through the canyon, and the mighty pine tree overhead writhed and gronned. “Time's up! Good-bye! But wait. Another chance! \Vill you give the girl up? Go away and never return? Leave her forever, if I let y01_1 live 2" Bresford's eyes gathered fire, blood leaped to his cheeks. “N() 1" And the wind shrieked even more d’eSpairingly. “Then die I" , The desperado's arm was already raised; his face was against the rifle stock, his deadly aim along its barrel, and there raged through the gorge the most terrible stormburst which the night had yet known bringing with it a dense white cloud of snow, and even as it swept along about the camp fire, a sudden sharp, crackling and tending sound was heard, followed by a dull and ominous roar, and with a power immeasurable the great pine overhead was torn from its roots and hurled with deafening thunder into the canyon beneath. Slowly and with much pain the bound mm writhed toward the embers of the fire, and, rolling this way and that, succeeded in burning the Withes that confined him, so that he broke them: from his limbs. ' And when the storm lightened Bres- fo'rd still leaned against the rock wall: the camp fire still blazed and flickered before him, but beyond it lay the mighty mass of the fallen tree, splin- tered and torn, and Desmond was gone Then he crouched all night before the still furious storm, and, in a half- delirium, awaited the mogning. _ _ _ BIS MATRIMONIAL PETER . THE SMALLEST ISLAND. THE DOCTOR’S WIT. CRUEL. tell them tk make a noise so as to frighten the lion toward me. ThenI placed myself in a little opening and remained motionless, watching the bunch of brushes from which I ex- pected every moment to see the brute emerge. Kambombe in the tree whispered: ‘He’s going away. No, he is coming back now. He stops and looks in the direction of the men. Now he's coming your way in a walk. Here he com-is! Here he comes! Step back‘a littlet' A Foam-Yukon Boy Stolen In the Sight and the Experiences of the French Explorer Pea 1n Trailing the Animal and Killing lulu-A Shot “ell Put. The French explorer, M. Edouard Foa, the author of the volume “From the Cape to Lake Nyassa," is now ypubâ€" lishing an account of his exploits as a lion and elephant hunter, which the French. papers are printing conspicu- ously. The following is his story of a lion chase in Tchiromoz “Two natives came to me, sent by the chief of a neighboring village. They told me that a lion had carried away. an old woman and! that he was still prowling around the neighbor- hood. We set out immadiately and after a march of four hours we arriv- ed at the village. Night was coming. on and it was impossible to do any- thing in the darkness. -_ The best plan was to wait for daylight. . A'lit- tle distance from this habitation there- was another village, where the na- tives were dancing to the music of tam-:ams. AL half-past. «l in the morn- ing I heard shrieks and: cries in the little village, and just as I got out with my gun in hand, followed by my men, a weeping woman threw herself at my feet wringing her hands and explaining that a lion had carried away her son. ing closelyand listsmng for the slight- es: sound. Ten metres before us we heard the rustling of the long grass and we saw the heads of it waving, but nmhing more. \Ve continued to advance slowly. To the right there was a tree. I made a sign to Kam- bombe, who climbed it like a monkey in a few jumps. Soon he" was in'fthe tree’s fork and on the. watch. ‘The child is here,’ he said, ‘but there is no lion.’ ' Then turning to the‘ right he shouted: “Here he is! Come this way!" “Guided by his gesture I ran to the right. Then I signalled to the na- tives to follow us find with a move- mnn" A: “â€" ‘u’ SHDT THE MAN EATER HEAD uu k: pt “thin reach of mgrâ€" hand ... m isi; charges of chk th; carcrL -'ges. \{Chen all .s as ready I advanced in the grass, .‘ i.h my hand upsn nthe triggejr watch- inf? l-f]\(‘nt" n-‘vz l: “By torchlights we found our way to the Other village, and, on inquir- ing, we learned that the lion had carried away the boy jusx. as be open- ed the door of. the hut to fetch some firewood that was at the threshold. The cries uttered by the people in the village frightened the lion away, and, moreover, it was impossible to find any trace of him with its torch- lights. DAYLILSHT SOON APPEARED. I told the natives not to come in any great crowd. So ten men only accom- panied me in silence, according to orders. . As soon as there was suffi- cient light to follow the trail we Went to the but from which the Child had beencarried away. “Ba-fore following the trail any further I sent Tambarika to watch the Outer" edge of the thick: bushes and to find if there were any traces of the animal having passed through. A well-Known whistle from him notified us that such was- the case, so I took to the clearing in order to get 'to him as quickly as possible. After running for a short disance through the tall grass we came. upon a new pool of blood which showed where the beast had stopped again. 'l‘hen we found oursclvts in a little open plain still on the trail of the nocturnal maneater. After that we entered a wood, Where we discovered clots of blood and the belt. of pearls that the little fellow had worn around his lo us. After .ha; we found part of his scanty clmhing, which was torn off by the bushes. indicated where: the brute began to teagup ms Vtc'um. “Finally, on the Opposite edge of the wood we passed into the high grass, Where a terrible growl brought ut to a sudden halt. There we listened, We knew that the animal was there; but was he going to charge? \Ve heard nothing more. 1 cocked my gun and kept within reach of my hand my'lsix charges of bLCkzh-Dt carniiges. \Vhen ..H .. A ‘ ‘ ‘ . ,-- â€"--‘ ‘1" r AN EXCITING LION HUNT IN AN. AFRICAN JUNGLE. til after the beast had passed, Still following the track, we reached the stream, where the animal halted. and 1.15:: his prey beside him. This was proved by the pi esence of a little pool of blood. 'lhen he crossed the river, which was only one ioot deep, passing obliquely, almest desi_~ending the cur- rent, for four or five meters, then com- ing out and entering the reeds which line the scream. "W e found the trail behind the house, which proved that the brute had gone around it. With the trail there were footmarks of the child. Evident- ly he had been seized by the yupper part of the body. rJ.'he-n we found. a few drops of blood. The animal pass- ed through one of the streetsâ€"i1 we may call them streetsâ€"of the village, leading toward the river, going along Wilh his burden in front or more than twtnty huts. The inhabitants had not beenaroused by the woman’s cries un- POOL OF BLOOD smug for the slight- 1etres before us we : of the long grass reads of it waving, \Ve continued to entirely upon mOLluacn a.» carnivorous wolf Spider, . ousinhabitant of the troPicaL h of South America, is said to PMi ï¬sh diet, though it is not a d?“ eating mice, young birds, an «d snakes, resembling in this â€Spec? . . ng : ber-Cau‘hl theraphosldae, or :1. 50m†ders of India and Queeuslan .1119 on Which equal a rat in 5129- 'ormwfl lossendeis is the 11105"- I,“ med specimen of the spider {Em-3 a uring six inphes round. hi1 eg5 .4 possessing 12 long. ' which it grips its finny We; 31:31; taCks fish several times larg r t 38“, and, after biting them do“! the back and stinging thwuitgeï¬gd sluts itself by suclgmg theJ - the bodies of its “amino 3 â€"â€" FISH-BATIK G SPIDERS two feet from toe to 85833, that live in the water an entirely upon molluse: carnivorous wolf Spider, Oilsinhabitant of the tropical I of South America, is said 10 PI nocturnal drama. That of the showed deep wounds which had the nick and the right shoulde on one of his thighs the bong bare. OAS for the hody of acquaintance of my cane. All :1 population sat. down in a circle“; ing patiently until Tchigailo, aided} Rodzani and Msiambiri. finished@ work. Then they rushed Uponfl body, filled it with prOjectiles'R forated it with spear thrustsandm ged 1he remains through all lhemï¬ boring villages. Without feet a without a head it looked like an. prepared by 1h-2 but'h rs. Laierhfl midst of the lamentations of this. men, there was a funeral dance a more noise. The body of the lion buznéd 11p;;-n an enmm'us fire. Wm we were half way on the roadie: camp, we could hear tho noise ofu tam-Iams and see the red lighten} fire, which proved to us that then lives were making sure that expiatl was complete." Analogous hereto V8? Captain 031213: on. of .1 was one of the first to from east to west, and at other instances of the could be mentioned. \Valkin from me, tres 5.34 -- éhind ° nallv loohng 1) (13330119. éaxv met. a In the same vay SpeKe, “nu'm ed such farm? in connection ‘1 discovery of the sources 0 . was killed through an ace brshc p‘osion of h: s gun \\ 1111“ ran 1 {Vanda ing after his return toS Eiiiend A ‘A'A~A.‘fl oknro'n “. It may be remembered that“ 335113» passed unhurt through" kmd of danger in Africa. 0915 tumble out of a first-storey “'16 and to break his neck. at th? C3 of a banquet in his honour, g1?“ hlm on his return to cix'iéizauo: _ ,H M, . But before mmy mush: ucre 1" he had recovered sufficieutiy 1055!? Off on 331101110? Dig game ez-gpedixion7 Africa. This time he crossâ€"xi 111W“ "913 and unwordly, and at the same tire continenL from vasL 10 “1:51.: maining absem so lung 111311110.“ time 1118 gravest fears were enteriï¬â€˜ was, by puttmg- her either in a ed for his safety. TLree days aftercï¬ return home he weuz out huntinsvan‘ was thrown with his bursa :11 We?“ the Very same spot where ' H with his prevmus accident. (211332?“ “1.8119 r say as“ to my GODSIEFDG- he is confined to his bed “:11†3P,†, , t Blamed home the other day Jured Spine and collcuib’j’n 9‘ ,5 no ï¬sh. 'Mamma,' she said ‘Where brain, and grea: anxieLy zs zed “3'“. get my. jackets?" ' relatives concerning Lhe @1811â€: . ‘Ome’ FOm-Otlmes from. One pluCe his recovery. Hox‘.’ Tl-IE'Y ‘AE‘RE Ell-LEI}! n homerosugpnsed at SUCH ii â€".â€"d fen-burst; Which I liStencd Lo ing his ‘agdvice I Three years ago he had hardly read ed home after a lion and elephama Pedition, lasting over twenty mom] in the tomlly unexplored. portions! Somaliland, which is regarded ast! most dangerous portion of the Du Continent to white people, than] came to a. terzibie cropper while bun ing in the neighbourhood of hiscom try seat at Yaie Royal. H1551)ii was so badb’ injured 1km it was {can at one moment. lhzu e wouidbe cripple for life. After Passing" Through 3).;ngersin 1:: Meet Accident and 999.33: at Rome. Young Lord Deiamare apparem shares the strange fate of those “1 after passing through the mast him curdling dangers in 1119 wilds of m and of Asia wiqheu: sustaining in even to a hair oi their headsxm with disasters the very momentd they return to civilizazion. THEIR STRANGE magine thg . tations of [he funnal dam body of the lion C d ‘ Kim}: â€in“. ï¬re . u“v.'*- many dying from the bouom up- yard, and practically done blossoming. goonsider this due principally 10 the man, {or at no time during the day 'rere they in shade, and I have found iternoon shade indispensable to the ï¬lthy growth of sweet peas. 'l'he letting Mply eided the drying-Up access. They grew higher and greenâ€" reach day and the stakes, which at ‘rst had been set leaving about six act above ground, had to be pieced out nd extended to eight feet. Some of he vines outran even this height and me near putting Mother Goose to time by rivaling Jack's beanstalk. he stems were long and strong and to flowers, many of them, were as irgeas are represented by the pic- Iresm the seed grOWers' catalogues limit I had previously thought great- i exaggerated. These vines blos- Itned until the middle of October, by {1113 protected from frosts, and were till green and flourishing when pull- day In order to prepare the ground Ir another season. The following year I planted only M the eastern site, lines extending Nth and south, entirely pretecred on 50 West, using no wire for the run- g.- end the results were equally -L‘-_‘ ‘ 1 ‘thi is _ explained, quite , . :heatmg. I amsure “Th. -.._- never would act on, because of furnishing undue heat b the vines. - My eastgide peas ppoxjed a complete :trtheir brilliancy of color. I began .notioe this almost as soon as blos- ms appeared, and then watched to sit thesame thing occurred with my staide vines. I found it did 130:, udalso that the stems upon these new much longer before the bud; 0;)- ;od than upon the Others. By the 1d of July my south side vines were “I 0 f: t. ‘v - A) ' I from anonher, Mali: 1r: ° * t s Wafer“. rather sulfprlsed a d laughs , and Saba; ~er Bald ‘10 me afterwaid that, me wears lovely 010thes, bu. t we ’ She Only gets them a m a "' ‘U sows and should be considered ub- :tionable, no matter w hat the low- â€"'~_~U Lauglll‘Y N1- I should therefore say from my 11 expenence ï¬ght, other well knOu-n [arable eondmons as to soil and nature being present, this location is Dali)?†_importance in the success. » twatxon of sweet peas. rrie Midas looked at d laughad, ands . that a ,e thelr clothes come frog), 3y are prettily and nic ' . e1.» 3:: 3 not the worst. I titan-.. @3909 buSily un- a one to do under such I cannot have my itzh' and unworldliness : e is getthg on won- her lessons, and needs ually good success, may. At the outset with a View of ascer- as the better. One exposure, the lines 1d west, entirely pro- a. that fastened the jacket. I ask- you!!! can g these I knd later! 1y nu u orld Lhe V1 bring ment sacrr table: the s! fulfi a gai wom and feel acCO Oh Belo. And sary‘ Such vanq hearI mg, row- his sxze ally. merc culal such £100 life. '1 h! gene: effec furni plati. ordiz at 01 of 2: iron men espe Colu undel ll I or t. eXpe. year: Pied 000k Ct ticub One 1.111 Th! ducet erm‘ snou. and [0 the slow liitL that toug. [13‘ back Seei; Th An Th‘ An! An: Onl