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.s“sa~~‘%‘$ George Whitmore Pumps, C1 A .\' my New P1 pairs, C Many former pupils cf Mr. Henry De La Matter, B. A., will learn with regret of his death at his residence. 673 Euclid Avenue. The late Mr. De La Matter was in 115 75th year. and had spent a long life in the teaching profession. He was born in 1838. at Pelham. Ont.. where his only surviving brother. Ira De La Matter, B.A.. still lives. .‘xs~s~~s~“~~s~~‘ss~g JNO. S( The late Mr. De La Matter was the son of the late Captain De La Matter and Mary Vanderburg. Ed- ucated in the Public schools of “ellington county and at Toronto Universitx. he was griduated in Wm. Black, Durhaw 1570. subsequently taking a course of instruction under the Hon. Hor- ace Mann. of Antioch. Ohio. Mr. De La Matter began teaching in Fonthill High school, Where he spent eight years. He was princi- przl of Wiarton High school for five years and of Owen Sound Colleg- iate Institute for 14 years. He was also for a considerable period classical master of Williamsville, N. Y.. Classical Institute; Sole Canadian Mfrs. 78 ,_ .. TRESTANDARDPAINTCO. Mum otCanada.Lhnilcd. IlontrcaL P. P.' Prof Fletcher McLauohlin, of Victoria UniversitV: Dr. McCul- lo 1gb of the Parliament Buildings: and the late Judge Hattpn. "A 'tEii5'6f'hiéâ€"'piipils 'are Hon. A. G. MacKay. Dr. Forbes Godfrey‘M. '"Hia Widow and "five daughters survive. The funeral was held at Owen Sound last Monday mprning. Dr. Morse’s Indian Root Pills Cleanse the System LACE CURTAINS 31 HE SELLS CHEAP W. H. BEAN are made according to a formula in use nearly a century ago among the Indians, and learned from them by Dr. Morse. Though repeated at- tempts have been made. by physi- cians and chemists, it has been found impossible to improve the formula or the pills. Dr. Morse's Indian Root an area household remedy through- out the world for Constipation and dlKidneyandLivu’troubm They POPULAR TEACH ER DEAD. yds. long. 27 in. A x mm: mm: x151; n z .\'( New Pumps, Pump Re pairs, Cement Curbing o Culvert Tile, see . . . WE HAVE THEM BIG'4 30 in 58in 54 in 60 in urbi f“ HE Wide. 1.00. 250. O pail- bdic way atta: An Arrest The Santa Fe trail was far too ex- posed to be safely traveled alone and in broad daylight, but Keith consid- ered it better to put sufficient space between himself and those whom he felt confident were still watching his movements from across the river. How much they might already suspi- cion his discoveries he 1')o:~.sessed no dot tr (1 A Bullet Chugged into the Ground at His Feet. to permit sleeping. Finally he drew the letters from out his pocket, and began examining them. They yield- ed very little information. those tak- en from the older man having no en- velcpes to show to whom they had been addressed. The single document found in the pocket of the other was a memorandum of account at the Pioneer Store at 'l‘Opelta. charged to John Sibley; and marked paid. This then must have been the youngerl man‘s name. as the letters to the oth-l er began occasionally “Dear \Vill.” They were missives such as a Wife! might “life to a husband long ab- sent. yet upon a mission of deep in-! terest to both. Keith could not fully! determine what this mission might be. as the persons evidently understood each other so thoroughly that mere allusion tool: the place of detail. Twice the name Phyllis was mention- ed. and once a “Fred" was also re ferred to. but in neither instance clearly enough to reveal the relation- ship. although the latter appeared to he pleaded for. Certain references tioned. They were invariably signed “Mary.” The only other paper Keith discovered “as a brief itinerary of the Santa Fe trail extending as far west as the Ram; .‘-.l'ountains, giving the u ual camping spots and places whe 9 water was accessible. He slipped t' 6 papers back into his pocket with a ; distinct feeling of disappointment, | and lay back staring u'p at the little strip of blue sky. he silence was profound, even his horse standing mo- tionless, and finally he fell'asleep. The sun had disappeared, and even the gray of twilight was fading out of the sky, when Keith returned again to consciousness, amused by his horse rolling on the soft turf. He awoke thoroughly" refreshed, and eager to get away on his long night’s- ride. A. cold lunch, hastily eaten, for , a are [ould have been dangerona CHAPTER III were (Copyright, A. C. McClurg Co '01“ Ht ig‘ut with littfle 5 too wfififlf *3, f "Ii-"iii PLAINS of the (10V on I by RAND AUTHOR OF"MY 1. ’WHEH WiLDErew ILLUSTRAnoHs shadow and scum“- {than ”R 3-,; wet have been after mid _ he 5’27"" .‘« pony sharply back into :: rook .c‘ - '7 at the noise of someihilie; zvxvrv: f1- ing from the east. 3"er stiff“ m 147:";13 Fe rattled past. the fit: ll mule}: ii‘f‘iC- ting swiftly, a squad of: i';‘(":o'.‘.~:‘-? z-fd- ing hard behind. It “'34 Ii'vorv‘efv a lumping shadow S\\'(*ej_i?329j gay-7'“), past; he could percei‘e 11.: M «mt- lines of driver and git-(12$. t‘ “ -;->'.?:m-g suaving in their w. ‘ '59, pounding of hoofs. tho 15;" t, 5:. and then the apparitirm H‘s» -_ - ‘. into the black void. Hr» ‘.::l ' ed outâ€"what was the new “ ‘ We would never pztm‘o ‘ 1:1‘fili‘ie outlaws. and t'~:-'- -- 5 . , _ sufficient to prevent am;- it. 'i he: ae- {knowledged but one dutyâ€"to get the mail through on time. i The d st of their passing st: 1‘ in the fair. Keith :96»: on. the noise dying {away in his rear. As the hours :1? ss- fed. his Mine. weaiied and had to be hpurred into the swifter stride, but 9 eman seeiized tireless. The sun was ’fn hour high when they climbed the ions hill and loped into Carson City. {The cantonment was to the right, but Keith hav '23.: no report to make, rode direct!) ahead down the one long "street to a livery corral, leaving his home there. and sought the nearest restaurant. and he Eaddled u ting out of the ma; the broad trail. lowed without diff g]eam of the star were soon at the Exhausted by a night of high play and deep drinking. the border town was sleei’dng off its (it-bunch, saloons and gambling dens silent, the streets :almost deserted. To Keith, whose for- mer acquaintance with the place had been entirely after nightfall, the View of it now was almost a shock--~the miserable shacks, the gaudy saloon ifmnts, the littered streets, the'dingy. unpainted hotel. the dirty flap of can- 'Vas, the unoccupied road. the dull prairie sweeping away to the horizon, lll composed a hideous picture be- neath the sun glare. He could scarce- ly find a man to attend his horse, and Ct the restaurant a drowsy Chinaman had to be shaken awake. and fright- oned into serving him. He sat down b the miserable meal oppressed with disgustâ€"never before had his life Deemed so mean, usela-s, utterly with- out excuse. He possessed the appetite of the open. of the normal man in perfect physical health, and he ate heartily. his eyes wandering out of the open window down the long. dismal. street. A drunken man lay in front of the "Red Light" saloon sleeping undis- turbed; two our dogs were snarling at each other just beyond over a bone; I movers‘ wagon was slowly coming In across the open through a cloud of yellow dust. That was all within the radius of vision. For the first time in years the East called himâ€"the old life of cleanliness and respectability. He swore to himself as be tossed the Chinaman pay for his breakfast. and strode out onto the steps. Two men were coming up the street together from the opposite directionâ€"one lean, dark-skinned. with black goatee, the other heavily set with closely trim- med gray beard. Keith knew the lat- ter, and waited, leaning against the door, one hand on his hip. “Hullo, Bob.” he said genmny: “they must have routed you out pret- ty early today.” “They shore did, Jack,” was the m- sponse. He came up the steps some- what heavily, his companion stepping below. “The boys raise hell all night, an’ then come ter ma bar straighten 2t out In the mawnin'. When did are fit in?” He stood squarely on both feet, and one hand rested on the butt of a reâ€" volver. Keith. noticed this, wonder- ing vaguely. , “I reckon yer know, Jack, as how I ‘glnerally git what I goes after,” said 'the slow, drawling voice, “an' that I 'draw ’bout as quick as any 0' the bye. They tell me yo're a gun-fight '1', but It won’t do ye no good tor make a play yere. fer one 0’ us h an «to git yerâ€"do yer sabe 1’” - “Get me?" Keith’s voice and face “An hour ago; had to wake the ‘chink’ up to get any chuck. Town looks dead.” “Tain’t over lively at this time 0’ day,” permitting his blue eyes to vap- def ufi the ,silent street, but instantly bringing them back to Keith's face. “but I reckon it'll wake up later on.” . DADDISH- DY Of THEfiOUTH.’ WAé n’mc, ETCITC .1123ng Mr: THE DURHAM CHRONICLE. H- :cm MELVILlu 11 Neither man moved, but the one be- low swung about so ‘as to face them. one hand thrust out of sight beneath the tail of his long coat. "Make him throw up his hands, Bob." he said sharply “Ch. 1 reckon thar ain’t goin’ ter be rm YrC-ou’n‘e." rewrite-’1 the marshal gmgviev art with no 1'-i:?a‘~:r-rti0n of at- with his left hand. The color mounted into the cheeks of the other, his lips grew set and white. and his gray eyes darkened. “Sure thing; got the warrant here," ’ggag...........a....a..... .........‘..."""”H and be tapped the breast of his shirt I ) -O‘+k k‘a 1A¢+ Rana “Let it all out. Marshal,” he said gtemly, “you’ve got me rop‘ed and tied. 'Now what’s the charge?” CV61 be :- gmz‘ When your child has Whooping cough be careful to keep the cough loose and exgectoration easy y giving Charm erlain’s Cough Rem- edy as may be required. This rem- edy will also liquify the tough mucus and make. it easier to ex- pectorate. It has been used suc- cessfully in many epidemics, and is safe and sure. For sale by all dealers. . he said, 00: bered. kind an about” “For God‘s sake, Hicks, do you be- lieve that?” "I’m damned if I know," returned the marshal. doubtfully. “Don't seem like ye‘d do it. but the evidence is straight ’noz'th. an’ thar ain’t nothin’ fer me ter do but take ye in. I ain’t no jedge an' jury.” “No, but you ought to have ordinary sense, an‘ you've known me for three years." “Sure I have, Jack, but if yee've gone wrong. you won’t be the first good man I‘ve seen do it. Anyhow, the evidence is dead agin you, 2111' I’d ar- rest my own grand-dad if they give me a warrant agin him.” “What evidence is there?" “Five men swear they saw ye haulâ€" in' the bodies about, and‘lootin' the pockets." wanted I": at Cimmz mornin’." Keith stared at him too completely astounded for the instant to even speak. Then he gasped. have b Then Keith understood. his heart beating rapidly. his teeth clenched to keep back an outburst of passion. So that was their game, was it?â€"-some act of his bad awakened the cowardly suspicions of those watching him across the river. They were afraid that he knew them as white men. And they had found a way to safely muzzle him. They must have ridden hard over those sand dunes to have reached Carson City and sworn out this warrant. It was a good trick, likely enough to hang him, if the fel- lows only stuck to their story. All this flashed through his brain, yet somehow he could not clearly compre- hend the full meaning, his mind con- fused and dazed by this sudden real- ization of danger. His eyes wandered from the steady gaze of the marsliaf, who had half drawn his gun fearing resistance, to the man at the bottom of the steps. Suddenly it dawned upon him \x'hvre he had seen that dark-skinned face, with the black goa- tee, beforeâ€"tit the faro table of the "Red l_,igl".t.". He gripped his hands together, instantly connecting that sneering, sinister face with the plot. “Who swore out that warrant?" “I did, if you need to know," a sar- castic smile revealing a gleam of white teeth. “on the aflid'avit of others. friends of mine.” “Why are you?" “I’m mostly called ‘Black Bart.” That was it; he had the name now .â€"“B1ack Bart.” He straightened un so quickly, his eyes blazing, that the marshal jerked his gun clear. - As though the words had aroused him from a bad dream, Keith turned to front the stern, bearded face. “See here. Jack,” shortly, “are yer goin' to raise a row, or come along quiet ?” “'i‘here’il be no row, Bob,” he said, quietly. “I’ll go with you.” Are You Goin' to Raise a Row, or Come Along Quietly?" “Sure, I kt "l N- “NO T1“. 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The long-considered project of utilizing the water power of the River Rhone at a. point about “280 miles from Paris. for the purpose of supplying the French metropo- lis with electric light and power, has now progressed to such a. degree that plans have been comâ€" pleted .for the dam and power plant. The pigment of the yolk of eggs. lately isolated by two German chemists. proves to be a crystal- line compound related to xanthop- hyl. the yellow coloring matter of autumn leaves. To obtain carceâ€" LV an eighth of an ounce of pure pigment, it was necessary to use not less than 6000 eggs. us, next dour L It appears that the man asked to go the lavatory when about four miles north of the Davenport station. He was accompnaied to the dom bv Dr. Johnson. and his two assistants, who waited outside. As the time went on, they tried to open the door, but found it locked. The train officials were notified a once and Sthe door broken open, but. MacKenzie was not there. There was a pool of blood on the inside of the lavatory, the win- dow was open, and on the sill there were marks of blood, which indicated the place ofsexit. The train was then close to Davenport Station. and as soon as it pulled up at that place, Dr. Johnson, with his assistants. got off, and started to walk back. MacKenzie had been picked up in the meantime by the crew of a freight train, and he was rushed to the Western Hospital: - ‘ .. .9 s_0,_.1 E. H. VICKLE ED. HOPKINS Gen. Sales Agent. Agent, 12:25:13: V. '“r'_ __._ A later despatch states that the unfortunate man died in the hospital on Saturday morning. Outside of “spells” which he took on occasions, MacKenzie was re- garded as normal. E 8' SQgTT :: 3332325.; 5;? $O“OOOO”OO“OGOOOOOQOM OWONOMM ATTE-MPTS SUICIDE ON \VAY TO ASYLUM. Eluding the Vigilance of his guards when he was being taken to Toronto for confinement in the asylum, Kenneth MacKenzie, of Midland, attempted suicide in the la'vatory of a Grand Trunk train near Davenport Station. last Fri- day evening. He is now in the Western Hospital in a serious condition. but it is expected he will recover. The affair could not be explained by we men who» had charge 0.1 him, as all felt sure that he had no weapon in _his popkett 1‘ 4 ) \V \'l( ALONG SCIENTIFIC LINES Woog W’anted qufimm Cal 1 sunnlv I'iuts, if. U l' \V UNLE OLE} MACHINES REPAIRED. \\ He will pay the highest: price i 2451i 0R GOODS. JOHN KINNEE‘S HARN may not» be able to be supplied. (anes, full length at 25c s! )95. full length at 50c. oven Goods er): and Grm . The grand remedy for sleepless- ness is to give up trying to sleep. It won’t hurt you to stay awake all night if you must; you will be sure to sleep all the better the next night. At any rate, you can lie and rest. Get up if you feel like it, get a drink of water. re- arrange your bedclothing. Make yourself as comfortable as possible. Now, calmly and deliberately make up your mind to wait for morning. Let your thoughts wan- der idly as they please, only keep the idea of rest in your mind as much as possible. There isn‘t more than one chance in a hund- red that you Won’t fall off to sleep within fifteen minutesâ€"July Woman’s World. The philosopher was sitting or a bench in the park, thinking about the Whyness of the where- fore when a man rushed by him The fugitive was followed by an- other man, who yelled at the phil- osopher: . “Catch him! Lay hands on him!‘ But the ‘philosopher did no? budge. “Are you deaf? Why did yox not hold that murderer?” “Murderer? What is a murder The beautiful things are the things we do; they are not the things we wear: as we shall find when the journey's through, and the roll-call's read up there. We're illustrating the latest styles with raiment that beats the band. but the beautiful things are the kindly smiles that go with the helping hand. We burden ourselves with gleaming gems, that neighbors may stop and stare; but the beautiful things are the diadems and stars that the righteous wear. There are beautiful things in the poor man’s cot, though empty the hearth and cold, if love and service are in each thought that husband and wife may hold. LThere are beautiful things in the lowest slum where wandering outcasts grope, when down to its depths they see you come, with message of help and hope. The beautiful things that we mortals buy and flash in the crowded street, will all be junk when we come to die, and march to the judgment seat. When everything’s weighed on that fate- ful day, the lightest thing will be gold. There are beautiful things within reach to-day, but they are not bought or soldâ€"Walt. Mason. er. Sir ?” “What a question! A murderer is one who kills.” " Oh you mean a butcher, then?" “What an idiot! I mean one who kills another man.’ “I see. You mean a soldier.’ “Stupid! A murderer is one who kills another man in t1me of peace M “Now I have it. You mean an executioner." “I never saw such stupidity! mean a man who comes to th house of another and kills him.‘ “Oh. oh! I have it at last! physician." The man looked at the philoso- pher for a few seconds and then rushed away. pondering over the last guess. ll) SEPARATOR ,. 997 FOR SLEEPLESSNESS. WORLD'S BEAUTIFUL THINGS. GUESSED AT LAST vies always in stock. iead y-mzu June 27th, 1912. Clothing, )1 You DOt