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Principal Pieasure with Health and Plenty for the New Year. IT PAYS TO GET THE BEST S. P. SA UNDERS Machine Oil. Harness. 0n Arne Grease and Hoe Ointment. go to A GOOD AXLE GREASE. / unguaww-mn '1‘}wrefnre. {min at the NU 1',-\( 'A'X‘IUX in the h.. Thirty Largest En ter Or u any '1 be Harnessmakv "Upon the whole," the cabinet mini twr began nodding (and when he began t‘uus we all trembled for he v as getting ready for a long dis- Loursel' "the thing seems absurd, but we dare not take it as a joke. The ”theory is powerfully built up on col- lected fax-ts and ingeniously worked out. Lil-:0 ,“l such rash conceptions t will find its followers and produ e a certalnet'fect on modern thought. It is a great pityit has been given so much consideration.- Of course, the Clergy mill array itself against the decradiuz theory that man is de- rived from the brute, rather than from God‘s image. No wonder they are Shockvd and denounce it. But church conr‘a-mnation cannot prevent the spread nt' ideas that come in- the garb of science. Until men of science themselves reduce it to an absurd- ity ” "You :;.-.â€"a:; Lixe ape theory?" asked the gen! ml at the right. “The idea that we are descended from the our‘ ang-outang‘." .(‘auadtat rights c0'~troHed is} British and W Press. Lsm‘ncd. Toronto. i SEREEL ISTORY BY BF" ‘3 “5‘, 3i} YEA VON SUTTNER “Darwin has certainly wakened reasonable doubts, and apes and man do greatly resemble each other." the minister added. "but. it will take some time to bring about a unity of opinion among the scientists about it." “What folly-2" broke in my father. fearing that. his guests might be bored. "One needs only a bit of common-sense to reJeCI the absurd notion I‘m: man has descended from apes.” “These gentry live by disputing,” said the old general to the left, in a heavy Viennese dialect. “I too. have heard something about this ape busi- ness. But why bother one‘s head with the chatter of the star-gazers and grass-collectors and frog-dissec- tors? I saw a picture of this Dar- win. and I could we}! believe that his grandfather was a chimpanzee." The entire company enjoyed the. joke. Then the quieter general spoke: "Can you imagine an ape inventing the telegraph? Speech alone raisnd men so far above beaestsâ€"-â€"" “Pardon, your Excellency," inter- rupted Dr. Bresser. “but the art of speech and the capacity for invention were not among man's original powers. After all. it. is the result of evolution and development." "Yes. I know, Doctor.” replied the general, “the war-cry of the new school 13 evolution, but one cannot develop a came! from a kangaroo, nor do we find apes to-day developing into men." I turned to Baron 'Tilling: “And what do you think of Darwin? Are you a follower or an opponent?" “Although I have heard much of! late about Darwin, Countess. I can. not give an opinion, for I have not read the book." ”Nor have i." the duct"? a-éliim'x-d lodged. “Nor I-no lâ€"nor I" came the chorus from the rest. ' And the cabinet minister grave y Wound up: "The subject is so prpnlar to-day that the expressions. evolu- tion.‘ ‘natural selection.‘ ‘surrivai 0‘! the fittest.‘ have. passed into currcnt tliougilt. You find many d'â€":t'e:i”_c: 3 among those wao thirst for new ideas and change. while cool-headed critical people who iuSiSt on proof are found on the other side.” ' “There is always opposition to every new idea as soon as it cz‘mvs up." said 'l‘ilfing; “but one must have penetrated into the idea in order t) be able to judge. Consenativcs us- sail anything. and often for the weak- est and most absurd reasons. and the masses' only repeat what, they hra'. To judge of scientific theories without investigation is absurd. Even 0..)ch- nicus was thundercd down by Rome-«V 01 “But. as I said before. interruptei the minismr. "not orthodoxy but science itse’f cries down raise 213:. potheses in our (kn ”New idc:.s are a'maxs objetted tv in the beginning by the old mgey: who nex 9: 133(9 to grin: up their settled dogmas and views.“ Timing rppiied “For my part . I shall mad the {2.001. and the upposi t-20n 01' the narrow“ and the uppnsi fitioa 0;“ the narrow brained spwm‘gs lather {01 than agaimt its truth.” “Oh. you brave), clear afinkinz spirit! " speaker. The dimer-party broke tip at 7‘ig‘1.t o’ciock althouzh my father ins ad on detaining them. 1 politely uz'ggd U U a cup (?f 19.21... but each had at: excuaf: i we doxxnstai rs. and fed on :ged 19 go. T113111; a a u} fear 1 have offended you, Count- Bresser had also nsen to tame haxe ‘ _ ess.’ he said. lifting me in my car- but were zasxly persuaded to sta, ' - , . riage. Father 3110 7.116 dOCtOT \‘(ere 8001 ’ “On “‘3- Ilo‘lor ’no." seated at the card-table. while Baron He pres Std my hand to hi3~ lips. Timing joined me by the fire. “When may 1 call?” “I have a scolding for you. Baron. After the first Visit you forgot the way to my house." ‘ “You never asked me." “I told you. Saturdays." “Pardon m}. Countess. if I find regular reC'pticn (243's abominablm To meet a lot of strange peOple, bow to the hostess, sit a minute, hear the weather discussed. meet a stray ac- quaintance, ventured a stupid remark; a. desperate attempt to start .a con- :33” r ‘0‘. FHA PT ER III. BOOK L rersaucn mm: the hostess is inter- r: pted by a new arrival, who starts 12.: weaJJ-J talk again, and then a. 3 L33 bLLKu‘ comes inâ€"perhaps a. weaker unis four marriageable daugh- LL13 yo; câ€"we up your chair, and ii: 1.1.. .1; »--:ariness take leave and 340. .I0. Countess, my talent for so- ciety in Wales at best." ”~. 122th gen nowhere. Perhaps you im‘u- 11:01.“ and are a bit misan- . Lixrupx. .m. i do not believe that, v v , for l cozuzz‘..uc from your words that Jun: Ian: am men." "Educat EL,» and circumstances ‘2 Does not the character depend on heredity?" “The one does not. always depend on the other. A man is often to be condemned: though he is not respon- sible. You are also not responsible for your beauty, and yet one may admire " "Hardly 32:11:: it is humanity as a wnoiv I love. but not every man, not the coarse. worthless, self-seeking. I pity tnem because their education and circumstamxs made them unworthy .01' love." “Our circumstances are also a. mat- ter of inhcr.tance.” “Then you do not hold a man re- sponsible for his badness, and there- fore not to be hated?” - ,9 “Baron Tiliiug, I said reproach- fully, “m hugan talking seriously and suddnxlv you treat me like a conlplime:.L-sm king society miss.” “Pardon me; ,1 only intended to use the illustmziun closest at hand." An awkward pause followed. Then 1 said abx'L:piiy:-â€" "\"hy did \‘011 become a soldier, Baron mm; 3" “Your question shows that you have lOOkkd Into my mind. It was not 1. Frederick Tilling, thirty-nine years old. who has seen three cam- paigns, who chose the profession. It was the ton-yearvold little Fritz, who spent his babyhood playing with lead soldiers and toy war-horses. It was this boy, whose father, a decorated general, and whose lieutenant uncle were always asking, ‘What are you going to be. my boy?’ And the boy would always answer, ‘A real soldier 'with a real sword and a live horsel’” "My son had a box of leaden sol- diers given him to-day, but he shall never have them. Tell me, why did you not leave the army after the little Fritz had grown into the big Frederick? Had not the army become hateful to you?“ “To call it hateful is saying too much. The condition of affairs which requires that men shall enter the cruel duties of war, that I hate. But if such‘ conditions are inveitable, 1 cannot hate the men who fulfil these duties conscientiously. If I left the service. would it diminish war? An- other would hazard his life in my ‘place. Why not I?" ”Is there not some better way for you to serve your fellows?" “Perhaps. But I have been taught nothing thoroughly except the arts of war. I think a man can do good and be useful in almost any surrounding, and find Opportunity to lift the burden of those dependent upon him. I ap- preciate the respect the world holds me in because of my position. My career has been quite fortunate, my comrades love me. and I enjoy my success. I have no estate, and as a civilian I Could not help even myself. So why should I consider abandoning the military service?" “Yes. but in soli'defence the re- sponsibility for killing ceases. War is often called murder on a big scale, but the soldier never feels himself a murderer. Naturally the atrocities of the battle-field are revolting to me, and fill me mu pain and disgust even as a seaman might suffer during .a storm. ‘ ill a brave sailor is un- ‘daunted and \eutures the sea again. “Remus“ kiliing people is repulsive to you." “Yes. if .u- must. But must there be war?" “That is another question. The individual :hould do his duty, and that gives him strength and even pleasure." And so in“- chatted in a low tone, that we mlgm not disturb the card- p'rayers. Neither would our conver- sation have suited the others, for Tiliiug told of the horrors he ex- perienced in war. and I told him of my reading of Buckle, who argued that the war spirit would die out as Civilization advanced. I felt Tilling's confidence as he displayed his inner feelings to me. and a certain current of sympathy was established between us. i I assnrcu him it was nothing, but {the conversation became rather strained. At last I'rose and looked at the clock, and bade my father lgood-night. , Tilling offered to take ‘me downstairs. “I fear 1 have offended you. Count- "\Vhat are you two plotting and Whinpering about?” my father sud- denly caiivc‘. out. “I am telling the Countessoold war stories." "Oh. 811%? Bikes that; She has heard them from her childhood." \‘s‘c resnzxed our whispered talk.f Suddenly unnng fastened his gaze on’ me. while .peuking in a sympathetic voice. I thought of the princess, felt, a sudden stab. and turned my head= away. ~. “Why .did :. ur face change, Count- ess? Uzd my words offend you?” “When may I call?” ‘02} Saturd a} ” "That means not at all " He bow- ed and strppz‘d back. I wanted to speak again, but the cat-123:9 ( «r: was shut. I should have liken to my tears of spite like a vexed child. to think 1 had been so cold to one whose warm sympathy I had so enjoyed. Oh, that hateful princess! Was it jea_lousy? Then it dawned on me with a burst of :qtnnichmpntâ€"I was in love with TEE DURHAM CHRONICLE. . Titling! “In love, love, love," an- swered the carriage wheels. “You are in lore.” the street lamps flashed at me. “You love him,” breathed the scent of my giove, as I pressed the spot he kissed to my lips. Next day in the red book I denied it all. I enjoyed a sympathetic clever man. but that is far from falling in love. I would meet him the next time quite calmly. and find pleasure in conversing with'him. How could I have been so disturbed yesterday? To- day I could laugh at my silliness. The same day I called on my girl- hood friend, Lori Griesbach, from whose letter I read the news of my husband's death. Through our child- ren we had much in common, and saw each other almost daily, and, in spite of many differences in our nature, we were real friends. Our two boys were the same age, and her little daughter Beatrix, ten months old. we had playfully destined should be some day the Countess Rudolf Dot- zky. The conversation ran on dress, Our children and acquaintances. the latest English novel, and the like. As we chatted, I ventured to ask it She knew what the gossips had said about Tilling and the princess. “Everybody knows there is nothing to it. .‘hy, have you any interest in Tilllng? Dear Martha, you are blushing. Flow happy I would be to see you in love once more. But Till- ing is no match for you. He has nothing, and is too old. Ah, shall we ever forget that sad hour when you read my letter? War is a cruel busi- ness for some, and others find it ex- cellent. My husband Wishes for nothing more ardently than that he may distinguish himself.” “Or he crippled or shot dead.” “Oh. that only happens when it is One’s destiny. Your destiny, my dear, was to be a young widow.” _ “And I hope it may be my destiny to be the. wife of a brilliant young general,” said Lori, laughingly. “So anorher war must break out that your husband may be quickly promoted. as though that were tho, simple and only purpose of the government of the world.” “And the war with Italy had to be to bring it about.” I added. ’1 cannot put off.” At another time I ‘could have been entertained for hours with the tittle-tattle. But today my “mind was elsewhere. Once more in ‘my carriage, I realized that again there was a change in me, for even the wheels took up the refrain: Ah, 'Tilling, Frederick Tilling! The conversation changed to pure gossip. of “ousin Conrad Althaus and his devotion to Lilli; of the latest marriage: the last new English nove‘. “Jane Eyre”; of the misdeeds of Lori’s French nurse: of the trouble of changing servants. and all the usual chatter of idle ladies. . When should I see him again? was my one thought, for in vain I went nightly to the theatre. and from there. to parties with the one hope. My reception day failed to bring him. Had I offended him? What would I 'do? I was all on fire to see him again. Oh, for another hour’s talk with him! How I would make amends for my rudeness! The de- light of such a conversation wou‘.d b» increased a hundredfold. for I Was now willing to confess what was ha. coming more than plain 10 me. that I loved him. “Now, my dear," I broke in, “I must .really go, for 1 have other calls which constantly filled my thoztg‘n‘ " I 1.7.3 not ask her directly. To 3pm name would betray me, {0; 1 w flushed at the thought. '05-'5- trxl‘: d indifferent things, even 111:: wcatl. and the one up me that ’ar D1‘J5L my heart I could not memt 0.1. V». . '.\ The following Saturday brought Tilling‘s cousin for a (3:111. and hr appearance made my hnurt b a- \Vould she leil me of him wim At last. without warning. 5! “Oh, Marlha,1 haze 2-1 173‘s; you. My cousin F.‘;t.elid-: 11;; day before yesterday, and bx; remembered '0 you.” The blood left mv gasped: “Went axxay; ‘ ¢\‘9 regiment mm ed. , “No: he has hurried to 130‘ his mother's deathbed. H ~ ar‘. re. poor fellow. and I pity h' m.” V Two days afterwards .7 recent". letter from Berlin in rm unknow hand. Without reading it I knew was from himzâ€" â€" iierl'n. Wilhelm 81.. 8 March 30, 1833. Midui ' My Dear (‘ountess~i must til sorrow to some one. yet :‘sk 231's: Why'dol turn. to you? 1 have no to do so, but. do so by irresistibl - pulse. You will feel with me. : sure of that. 1 Had You _'1.'1'1011 1111' mother 11': Sou wou‘d} am 10 'ed hm. 9176} this tender heart this 121111 111'. :1 charming disposition. 1111121.: 12'» .1 into the graveâ€"for there is :10 my 1 hope. Day and night I am 1-11‘111‘11' ‘11.. --and this is her 1:151 111,; 11.1 5.11 suffering, though now she is 11.1.: poor darling mother. Her senses 12.1 numb and 'her heart eat is 1111111 finished. Her sister and the 11311351121. are here with me. How terrible is death and separ- ation! It comes, but how we resis; it when it would snatch a loved one away. What my mother means to ma I cah never tell you. She knows she is dying. This morning she received me with. an exclamation of joy when 1 ar- rived: “Is it you? Do I see once more my own Fritz? I feared you would be too late.” “You will get well again, mother." I cried. “No, no, there is no hopefor that, my dear son. Let us not waste our last hours in meaningless words. L::t this be our good-bye visit." I fell _at her side sobbing. '“You are crying, my son, I will not tell you to stop fcr it‘should grieve you to part with your best friend. and I am sure I Continued on page 7. Iized that again in me, for even the refrain: Ah lling! ~ him again? was ' in vain I went 3. and from there one hope M3. ed to bring him. ? What would I fire to see him >ther hour’s talk I would mam eness! The de- ersation won. 11 b edfold for I w. :S 955 “hat was bu plain 10 me 1:3 L s aturday brought a 0.113}. and h 1' lit. "v. 11111 ("111; 1113' '11]; L 1N1 [11t 0'1. V1i1111113‘. Sh' _. r- ’3 "‘ if ."‘-1 \ .A “3 1 ‘- ». 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