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FLARITY With an ill-fitting ready-made‘ unit, when you can get u first: class fit, made to order in the highvst Clash. of workmsnship lor about the same money? SCOTCH TWEEDS. WOR- STEDS and SEBGES. and we Pumps fmm $2 upward. MERCHANT TAILOR. Manufacturer of And Dealer in -- Th.» Harnessmakor ovary afternoon. W. D. CONNOR and prop UUUUCU. “But I wouldn’t go gunning for them Clayton fashionâ€"not if I grew to the wall. But they are bound to marry somehow. They have no money to speak of, and can't well do anything 7’ Maybe then you wouldn’t hold your head so high you never see me,” somebody said through the open win- It was Rob Ilymes, who had hese last three minutes. He went straight to Aunt Mary. kissed her handsoxn ly and pat- ted her hand, then turned reproachful l eyes on Jean. ~ ---3 1 mnnn fn say luxun UL uuuuuuuuu Rob snapped his fingers. “That for all their rows," he said. “I hate to seem wanting in respect to my elders and bettersâ€"neighborhood dignitaries, tooâ€"but Squire John Bascom and Hen- ry Hymes are a pair of spoiled chil- dren in spite of gray hairs and need to be disciplined accordingly.” “Who's going to do it?” Rob dropped his eyes and answered meekly. “I propose to be a humble instrument in the hands of divine Providenceâ€"and the Claytons." ' ‘Iâ€"_9L “There’s no tithe iike the presentâ€" and you have never accepted me out- ,” Rob retorted. “But at the par- ty you are to smile your sweetest on en only. I know it's m, but he has promo '. Seeing he can’t have ’ ready to do a man’s think mother and I mean to into this absurd quarrel you 11‘ it. I don't went home, humming a love tune as: smiling as be rode‘alo‘n". ‘ ‘-“ ‘A ‘~a. 'uuuua â€" ~ _ The Hymes party turned out to be far and away the grandest Hopewell neighborhood had ever seen. Notwith- standing, Major Hymes got 11;) the morning after with a sense of aching loss. He sighed all through dressing and at breakfast swore because there were no wafllesâ€"only biscuit. inuifins and batter cakes. At least he said that was the reason. Rob, with his eyes on his plate and a general air of dreams, smiled and waited prudently for the storm to gather or blow over. But lightning struck him when he was least prepared for it. Mid-meal his fa- ther turned square upon him, growling out: “Whereabouts in your travels did you leave your manners and your senses? I think you had better go back and try to find them." -_nn rs At. An_ ploded: "HUB nu“ Iv. J ‘v __ “What’s the row;éovernor?" Rob deo manded innocently. The major ex- pIchu. “That’s what I’d like to know. There must be a row between you and Jean Bascomâ€"last night you hardly were civil to her, but went tagging around after that Clayton creature.” “There’s the Bascom temperâ€"I’m afraid it’s hereditaryâ€"besides, Elsie Clayton says she would permit the riage service.” Rob began. His father cut him short. “If mat- ters have gone as far as that,” he said, “just you listen to this. Unless you marry to suit me, you’ll find that my will ties 11p things as tight as that old ‘-.:nf1 f“ LCLD uuv» av"- _, “just you listen to this. Unless you marry to suit me, you’ll find that my will ties up things as tight as that old simpleton, Jimmy Jackson. tried to tie up all he left”â€" “Why! I thought you disbelieved in the will?” Rob interrupted. His father turned redder than ever, but went on, pounding the table hard between words. “Yes, sir, your wife must please me or you’ll have hard sledding. Elsie Clayton, indeed! Look at your mother, sir, and be properly ashamed of your taste.” “I have nothing against Jean Basâ€" com.” Rob began judiciously. “But she 51‘“ course, she takes her fat that’s the natural. the right thing for 0 But youâ€"it you were half ould have shown her that 0 nothing to do with the t he bewitched with the H i a man, you w Clayton. fried egg eyes. “Not particularly,” Rob said, mask- 1 ° 1 ing a laugh with a fit of coughing. “But I did make up to Jean, far enough to find out she would have nothing to less you apologized lngly. “But it that’s the hitch, why. it’s mighty easily straightened. Come along with me, sir. By George, it makes me think more than ever of Jean! If she sticks up this way (or her father what won’t she do for a; husband or a son?” ‘ive minutes afterward they were, Major Hymes did not wait for a of welcome. Twenty yards off he roar- ed out: “Say, John Bascom, I’ve come don and ask you for Give ’em to me quick, your daughter. a fool will for other else I'll be making folks to quarrel over.” 9 4-1. 5n nm‘! V011, 1015! Lu qua..." -_ “I reckon I’ve a right to ask your “A pardon, major,” Squire Buscom said, war, smiling and holding out his hand. “But that the daughterâ€"there you’ve got me. I “A can’t speak for her.” I “3‘ “Oh, all we want is a chance to have art < L ----- «n: for herself.” the major an- thin “Oh, all we want 18 1 her speak for herself; swered. Iiob smiled to hear hit his heart he knew what say. Killing Crocodiles. ' “There are two ways of killing croc- 1 odiles,” writes an ex-resident of India. “One is by shooting with a rifle. but the most satisfactory way of dealing with them, besides being far the most sporting, is to bait a good large hook with a bird or small animal and fasten it by a chain to a good long rope, the end of which is firmly picketed. the rope being coiled and the bait laid in shallow water. There must be lots of slack line, as the crocodile does not ' at once. but seizes it ; evening. When hooked it will take a good many men to haul a crocodile out. and as he resents the operation and can use his tail as well as his jaws one or two sportsmen will find considerable entertainment in dispatching him with spears. Some crocodiles grow to an enormous size, and their maws always contain round white stones and often 1 I Brought to the Point. He was slow. painfully slow. Last ’ ured velvet draw- chair, she on another, and talkedâ€"sim- g the winter they ply talked. Durin burned papa’s gas and sat side by side on the lounge exchangi When spring chair and whispered. but there was ma‘ never a whisper of that one qu she was so longing to hear. Now summertide was with them, and the figured velvet was showing signs of wear. A knock at the front door was heard. “Callers,” she remarked. “Bother!" said he. “Say you’re out. It.“ I “Oh, J ack, I couldn’t! be a flb,” she murmured. I’mâ€"I’m ‘engaged.’ if you And Jack was cactus-ed. ‘6' A south side physician gave his wife I parrot which he had purchased for his office, but which was so uncanny and mischievous that it gave its owner nervous prostration. Then he turned it over to his wife, with strict orders that it should be kept out of his sight. No one can ever bank on a parrot, and Mrs. Physician kept the bird in a cage in an alcove of their room where the doctor could not see it, and covered the cage with a heavy blanket during the time the doctor was at home. Pol- ly was as mute as a mouse when cov- ered up, and the man of the house never even surmised her proximity. “‘1'“. Vvvâ€" ~___ But one day when he \vas shaving himself a sudden gruff chuckle gave him such a start that he cut a gash ”LI-III wuwâ€" .- in his chin. He looked toward the alo cove from which the sound came and saw a white eye protruding through a hole in a blanketâ€"a fiendish eye. filled with an unholy delight. Then a hoarse voice croaked: “What yer doing?" “Can’t you see what I’m doing. you blamed fool?” roared the doctor. Wip- ing the blood from his chin. â€"! -|-AAI Innnh Luv Illvvu â€"â€"-._, 6 Then Polly, with a wicked laugh. twinkled that white eye maliciously as she shrieked out the Shibboleth of the barber shop: “N -e-x-t!” In The Sickly Octozenarlanl. They were neither of them brilliant scholars, but they liked to move with the times as regards their knowledge of current events, so the daily news- paper was regularly delivered at their humble domicile, and it was Jennie‘s duty to read out during breakfast time all the most interesting items of the day. One morning. after wading through the latest intelligence from the front, she turned to another page of the paper and said: ’L ‘h‘l‘.““‘. “Herbie, it says here tum uuumc. octogenarian’s dead.” “What’s an octogenarian?" “Well, I don’t quite know what they are, but they must be very sickly crea- tures. You never hear of them but they’re dying.” Harrisâ€"I suppos; Foster was pretty well wrought up when he found that "vulva, ' .. Barlowâ€"I should say he was wild with rage. 11¢ watch was five minutes slc hoped it would make the 1 1.... . POLLY, THE JESTER. that. Poor Clarence: Maudâ€"So that’s a photograph of you and your handsome cousin Clarence, is it? You seem to be sitting pretty close together. Where’s his left arm? ‘â€"-\ YT... knun’f (3105!: LUSC tugs. Mabel (blushing furiously)â€"He hasn’t any left arm. He lost it in the war with Spain. I told him everybody would misunderstand that picture! Confused, but Sagaclonn. “All that is expected of us in this war,” said the Chinese mandarin, “is that we shall be neutral.” “And what is neutrality?” “Neutrality, as I understand it, is the art of not committing yourself to any- thing until you are dead sure which side is going to win.” “ 'ho are those decrepit Russlan na- val oflicers who seem to do nothing but kiss their hands and shout ‘Adieu? ” “They are the officers of that famous Baltic fleet that kept on sailing for the far east for so many years and then finally gave it Up.” Parrot Joliied a Windy City Physician. “IIas Oldboy made any fxdvanf‘os to; Ward a reconciliation \vxtb Ins ga, ' v (’9’ 30‘1113 “Efe... o g- I...‘ ‘unfl man? an fld' “Yes, I think vance of sever: Where They um: Another difference betxve and a woman is that the 11‘ see the back of his head 11 more than twice a year. couple. “Gracious, 1 eral chndten.’ TommY"Can 1 3° it says here Marked Advances. ', are Vengeful. In 1030. ‘“-â€"' And J lmnlie did he away presently, the subject having got the better of hls ‘ resolve. ‘ “But, Henry, all natural prejudlce 3 aside. I inst can’t believe my 800d cy D‘fiero gracious! Whatever that another between a man t the man doesn’t head in a mirror never get any fun, to the theater. oâ€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€" Silence was, to quot Spencer, Henry Walcot’s “long suit.” There was a great bond of friend- ship between the two. Perhaps they followed in this the law that opposites attract each other, t e from Jimmle' evitably suggested to an ob- mor, in yin; adjective “chub- server the qualif by." _ _ "A“-.. m wpll?" said shut. Say, do you know, suddenly enthusiastic, “Henry can speak English, German and Spanish, but, by Jove, he knows how to keep quiet in about fourteen other lan- guages, not counting dialects and c ood tel- : , Al 1 J lmmie?" said Ben- “Because he is a jolly good fellow and knows how to talk, I suppose.” So they sat now in front of a cheer- alcot’s rooms, smok- immie was chatting away, as usual, but there was some- thing a bit distraught in his manner which did not escape the keen eye of his friend. By and by even Jimmie’s all talk seemed exhausted, ” said he, with a laugh. “You know you never tramped all the way up here in the snow and then climbed three flights of stairs just to have a chat. Out with it, man! What have man, ful open fire in Walcot’s 1 ing and talking. Jimmie ‘ away, as usual, but there thing a bit distraught in which did not escape the his friend. By and by e‘ fund of small talk seeme and each sat, smoking am W 100 AB! ENGAGED 10 mm: runa- TON 7?" l‘ catching the friendly gleam in the oth- er’s eye, he laughed himself and re- plied: “No dodging you, you sly dog! I be- lieve you are a mind reader anyhow.” “Perhaps I do a bit in that line now and then,” answered Henry, with an assumption of great mystery, “and to and got yourself engaged.” “Now, how in thunder did you know that?” asked Jimmie, sitting up in as- tonishment. r" 7"-..”- t “You look guilty,” answered Henry, with one of his peculiar, almost inaudi- ble chuckles. ‘_ “ A ' _..-_ “But I never told you that I was even paying attention to the girl whom I am to have the honor of marrying,” declared Jimmie protestingly. “You could not have had any idea of it.” “Now, Jimmie, my boy, do give me credit for using my powers of observa- tion occasionally,” protested Henry. â€"‘â€" - “A-- “v“ ww--V “So,” said J ithie, “then maybe you have used them far enough to tell me the name of the girl.” â€" J "‘_â€"â€" declare that the young lady in question i is none other than Miss Preston.” i This prescience was too much for l Jimmie, who simply stared open mouth- ed at his chuckling tormentor. “That’s the worst of you close mouthed people,” said he presently; with an air of deep disgust. “You sit around and don’t say a word, and all the while you are keeping close tab on everything and everybody. Then when a fellow comes around to tell you a piece of important news you take the wind all out of his sails with your air of woeldwide knowledge and conscious- ness of his most intimate thoughts. I nshe___.__â€"- “Via" ' â€" I must say that I think you might have pretended ignorance. Now, 1'11 just f keep quiet about the matter." Andi Jimmie resolutely shut his mouth and ‘I turned again to hi. cigar. . “Now, Jimmie,” said Waicot, with dignity, “don’t be any more of a chump than usual. You know you areso tull ‘ of the subject that you have just got to talk. 80 fire away." â€" â€".-._LI_. 1901.. '2” said ““Not at all, stupid!" saw Jluuunc, vexed at so much stupidity. “Her cousin’s eyes are blue. I’ll be blessed It you ever observe anything!” not observing ton?” he.flnaliy managed to say, loud enough to make his companion hear. “Certainly,” said Jimmie in astonish- ment. “Who did you think I was en- gaged toâ€"certainiy not to Annie Pres. ton?” ‘ “I didn’t know,” said Waicot weakly- , “So your mind reading wasn’t so i. good after ail!" exclaimed Jimmie in triumph. “Well. I must be going. So ; long!” , ' And he was gone. | For a long time Waicot sat before ‘ the fire, though his cigar went out un- noticed and was not reiit. Then he slowly walked to his desk and took out a letter addressed in his own firm handwriting. Opening it. he stood in front of the fire and read it through twice. It was a proposal of marriage, simple, straightforward and winning in its declaration of great love. i Poor Students at Dublin. i When Oliver Goldsmith was strug- gling for his education at Trinity col- ; lege, Dublin, his soul was harrowed i by the menial duties he had to per- iforin as a “sizar.” Even today the 'i term 'sizar is nearly synonymous with ; “poor student” at Dublin, but the la- : hors in connection with the position i are much less strenuous than they El were formerly. The sizar received his i “commons” and tuition free, in return Li for which he was expected to sweep ' i out the courts in the morning and car- 'i ry the dishes from the kitchen to the '3 dining hall of the fellows of Trinity. ' These offices remained associated with the sizarship for halt a century after I the author of the “Vicar of Wakefield" 1' i had entered the university and left it. i They were abolished in s dramatic e} manner. - The letter fluttered first to the fire. and the envelope followed lt, Walcot standing quietly to watch them burn. One might have read the address on the envelope even after it was caught by the flames, and that address was: “Miss Kate Preston." On one Trinity Sunday theme was a crowd to witness the ceremonies in the college. As a sizar passed by with a dish of meat for the fellows a saucy citizen of Dublin Jeered at him as I menial. The angry s‘isar nun: the dish. meat and all. at the head of his tar- mentor. He was sharply reprimanded. perhaps because of the loss of the meat. but the sizars were never again asked to perform the duties which saddened the soul of Goldsmith while he was at the collegeâ€"Chicago News. A Prete-u of Knowledge. “1 hate to see a man pretend to know more than he actually does." and the habitually severe man. “So do I,” said the unassuming friendâ€"“so do I. But when your wife insists on having you read the w news out aloud and the children a. sitting around listening whst are you going to do when you come to nil it. Block the St .mbtul )HYS Start of m om:u B A