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ELCOMt TXE HEROES. « u REEVES‘ DEATH. bbit and har 4) t ut o which hate are ost exclusively from mpts to produce it ites having ended in hs of the hats worn made from the fur barga im s«ful. «he »0 eIve aritge * lart= stopped \nglezy, Wever @IF W 18€ secoud Hatsâ€" Mar by he of To ‘.lll 1A It was Mr. Vaughan who accomâ€" panied the two giris in their exploraâ€" tion of a% ancient portions of the tastle, who brought out of the worehouse ofaghis memory innumerable legends, trad , and veritable hisâ€" tories which e hed every nook and torner of the o building. and fos tered the ro ic tastes common to the two, who otherwige . so unlike, _ He could n a date to every object, and résuscitate the history of its time;, comjure up the wpirits of the past, and surround his zu:panlomrâ€"-hls pupils, as they callâ€" themselvesâ€"with the atmosphere ®#4 themselvesâ€"with the atmosphere of the chivalrous and legendary agos. The isolation of Tredethlyn Casâ€" tle was am to its young mistress, The had visitors, it is true, but they came, at stated times, and made the usual stay "a rest day," and then departed, leaving hber time free, not subject to the constant, meaningless interruptions which are the bane of modern "society." There was nothing in her luxurious, stately life oi the senseless whirl, the utter ; minkgllessness and soulInessnes of fahict:â€" ble existonce. Sir Bernard and his daught®r might have been a sixteenth century deigneur and chatelaine in their feudai dignity, their tenure of bhonor and obedience, and their entire absorption in local interests and avoâ€" ca tions, The _ apprehensions _ of | Mother Skirrow were unfounded. Sh-i Bernard was very kisd to his daughâ€" | ter‘s friend, strictly courteous to his | foreign guest . but he was, perhaps, | the only person who had ever seen | the two together, and falled to perâ€" | seive that Blanche was not _ comâ€" | parable in external charms with the | seautiful, graceful, accomplished, digâ€" | wified. and highâ€"spirited Gemma di feature, exce found in her had unusval pression, and ‘‘Your name is Itallan language is French," said an to Gemma di Valdim days after the arrival at and wheu they were exi mified Yaldi Bla; "I am Freuch," replied Gemma, "by birth, by distant parentage, and by predilection. My immedlate ancestors Mred in Piedmont, our family is French, as our name once was, but it has been Italianized, as the custom there is I believe we could compete with Mise Tredethlyna hersel{, in point anda wheu ‘hey â€" lumber room alre "I am Freuch," Gemma smiled. ‘"So do I," she reâ€" plied ; "but it is unsubstantial, and, upohappily, the only one belonging to us We are French, as I said before, und our rame is De Valmont. _ Ages ago, when Henry II, was King of Frapceéand the Queen of Sceotland was betrothed to the Dauphin, the Comte He Valmont was one of the gentlemenâ€" Inâ€"waiting to the young _ prince. He was an odd sort of man, and though joung and handsome, and io high favor, he suddeniy _ left Vaimont: and he, too, disappeared, but sot, so far as was known or surâ€" mised, into a monastery. The broâ€" thers had an uncle, with whom their father had quarrelled, and whom they did not know. He lived in Gasâ€" cony, when he was not following a soldier‘s fortune, and my father is descended from him. This Claude de Vaimont was in the service of Philiâ€" bert of Savoy after the peace, and finally settled in Piedmont, tbut not wutil hbe had endeavored to trace the fate of his nephews, to whose rty he would have been entitled. ;t- was owling to these efforts, and the powaerfu! motives which prompted them, that so much of the history of our family in those old, old times was preserved, though they don‘t wem so very old either, in this cas tle, and among so many relics _ of them. Louis de Valmont fell into disâ€" grace at the court, after his broâ€" ther quitted it, in consequence of his devotion to the Queen of Scotland. When she went, so reluctantly, to the black northern kingdom, the yourg man made part of her suite; and when he, with her other friends and wouldâ€"be protectors returned to France, he never ceased to urge her cause. Vaniy, however, and everyâ€" thing went i!l with her. Not long afâ€" ter the truth of her rigorous imâ€" prisonment _ in England _ reached France, the Chevalier de Valmont left Paris, having, it was supposed, tarned the greater part of his wealth into jewelsâ€"it was certain that he had purchased a large quantityâ€"and traveled to Bordeaux. There he took ship on board a tracing vessel, and he was never again heard of. Claude de Valmont claimed and received any remnvant of the wealth of the Chevâ€" alier which cou!d be realized, and the procées was preservel among _ the family records. Whether the Chevaâ€" lier went to Englllnd to conspire in the Quser‘s cause, d fell a victim to his enterprise, or whether he perâ€" Ished at sea, was never known. The old castle in Piedmont in which my father‘s ancestors were born conâ€" tained, antil lately, a palnfln{ which the Chevalier‘a uncle hvou{‘h from the Hotel de Vahmont in Paris, and which my father prized beyond anyâ€" thing in his possession.‘ * betrothed to the Dauphin, the Comte He Valmont was one of the gentlemenâ€" Inâ€"waiting to the young _ prince. He was an odd sort of man, and though joung and handsome, and io high favor, he suddeniy _ left the court and the world, and went Into _ a _ monasteryâ€"I don‘t know whereâ€"and there was an end of him. He left almost all his wealth to his younger brother, the Chevalier de Â¥aimont: and he, too, disappeared, "Prized," said Mr. Vaughan, who listened with deop interest to Gemâ€" -n"'a «tory, "Is it, then, his no longâ€" or T "He has been obliged to bart with J4& His circumstanees are not good, El10H, And In Cl . imouth which er high birth : was pale, I, and her face dreamy expres youthfulness, at ant of a mind r ind her vears and high ont, the ‘Tredet girl, Sbhe , except s in her dar usual dept THE QUEEN‘S TOKEN | radition Vaugh: i smiled ‘but it m already menti reuch," replied G4 distant parentag miled. _ "So do I," she re t it is unsubstantial, and, the only one belonging to French,. as I said before, '+MW+NW-&+M¢-+W& r hâ€"spirit« Food cause . ind hold such rreat treasure onte a few Tredethlyn imining . the tioned. Gemma, "by M but not ture,. | graceful, so_ sellâ€"possessed. Isuppose and | it‘s wrong, Mr. Yaughan, but I can‘t ughtâ€" | help believing in Gestiny, and it seems arred | to me she is born for all kinds of good e obâ€" | fortune, and Ifor all kinds of failure. rious | Hish! Iknow you are going to scold | me ; but you need not indeed. I know .\‘ourihOW foolish this is, and that any iughâ€" | other person might think me lowâ€" few | minded, envious, even jealous _ of Aoge 8. & ds t4444+4444+44444+4 444 and a large price was offered to him for the painting by an agent of the Engish Government. Just as he was painfully making up his mind to take the offer a friend made him a still more liberzl proposal." _ C o Gemma looked at Blanche and smiled, and Miss Tredethlyn returned the smile, whilb a faint flush of pleasâ€" ure suffused her pale cheek. Mr. Vaughan interpreted the looks. "The picture is yours, Miss: Tredeâ€" thlyn," he said. "It is my father‘s Mr. Vaughan. You will soon be able to tell us what you think of the painting, which will deâ€" light you, I am sme, because it is in keeping with all your pet antiâ€" quities about the castle. It is the marriage of the Queen of Scots with the Dauphin Francois; and the traâ€" dition in Gemma‘s family is that the young pair sat or rather stood for the portraits, so that they are fact, not fancy. I em so glad to think it is to be here: the castle will seem more like home to Gemma when she sees the painting before her eyes." "Is it not yet unpacked ?" " No. My father is going to have it hung in the picture gallery ; bat it is in London now, being restored and in London now, being restored and reframed. Ifear it wlfin not arrive in time for my birthday. ‘There are to be wonderful doings then, you know, and Iam to be made ever so much of. Papa is so busy about it all, he can think of nothing else ; and Gemma and Iare to have carte blanche for our dresses, and we really don‘t know what to do with it." "I am afraid I cannot advise you," said Mr. Vaughan. Gemma had moved away from the others, and was looking out of a winâ€" cow, standing in one o her hatitually graceful attitudes. Blanchs whisperâ€" ol to her companion : "I wish she could be in my place, thougrh Ishould not quite like to be sOW US 1 under Tredethlyn " Have : again : _ no wrought sil thing ?" though in hers vyours vou Vaughau. " It w astery once, anc suffered much it penal days. But cluded, 1 fancy, " Gemma anit I v " Oh, yes, I sha sembled in gool time for the splendid } dinoer with which the festivities were to â€" commence. â€" Dressingâ€"rooms | were occusied ; ladies‘ maids tripped to and fro, taking notes of toilettes for the warning or encouragement of their respective ladies ; a pleasant air | of bustle and anticipated â€" pleasure spread Itselt over the house. Miss Treâ€" | dethlyn was as yet invisible. She had been summoned to her father‘s private l gittingâ€"room, where she found him, attended by Mr. Vaughan and a grave and business.ike personage, before : whom lay some very importantâ€"lookâ€"| ing documents. Sir Bernard had sumâ€" moned his daughter by a line of writâ€" ing, which directed her to come alone, and she was therefore unaccomâ€" panied by Gema. Her father and the other two gentiemen rose to recelve her, and she faitered for a moment, damoted a little by a certain solemnâ€" ity in the scene. Blanche Tredethlyn had never lookâ€" ed so well. Her dress, pure white, of very aimple form, but rich material, suited her glender figure, and harâ€" monized with the refined lines and thought{ful cast of her face, which the joyful agitation of the moment had caused to flush becomingly. Don‘t cry, you silly child, or Mr. Maldon will think you very unfit to manage your property. He wants to consult you about it toâ€"morrow. And now,‘" he took a box from the table, "I am going tot give you your real birthday present." Sir Berngrd opened the box, and disâ€" played, resting on a bed of green velâ€" ves, a string of magunilicent pearis, "This is Mr. Maldon, Blanche," said Sir Bernard, taking her hand _ and leading her to the table, "who has brought me the papers relative to the purchase of Kilferran, and those by which I confer it on you. It is yours {from this day, my dear." Blanche said nothing, but clung to her father, with tears gathering thickly in her eyes. . hss khe mma 8 u_ welll ind wherein is she more fitted for g% " salid Blan at those th I imust buil t beautiful and. So like lect the ren f, and set Lakec ho Cerrm mma you no more treasures to t this part of the castle?" 1a, coming towards thom o more carved oak, or ilvyor, or tapestry, or anyâ€" rut tal sh this is, and that any might think me lowâ€" us, â€" even jealous _ of ty and~fascination. But you understand me." nd you perfectly, Miss I beautiful _ not »body them think in to | "No, my child, You will be the first who has ever worn it since it came out of the sea. Mr. Vaughn did not tell you the estory, because I wished you to see the jJewel toâ€"day for the .'{nt time. A hundred and fifty years ago, on a night of tremendous tempest, a huge mass of the cliff beyond the sea front of Tredethlyn fell, and when the sea calmed, and adventurous boatmen explored the new face of | the coast, they found the entrance | to an immense cave, whose existâ€" ipnov had never been suspected, laid | bare. Craggy â€" rocks â€" hollowed inâ€" lto caverns _ formed its _ sides, and _ in their _ crevices, _ among 'wlsps of seaweeds, she‘ls and all the debris of the sea, were found I strange, ghastly relics of shipwreck and ruin. Many a skeleton could have been formed of the scattered bones; and of the more durable objects, such as metals, some remained in comparâ€" ative preservation. It was a favorite and dangerous pursuit for some time to explore the crevices of the cave at low water, The people called it the Spaniard‘s cave, because they found there the remains of a ship‘s _carved figurehead of a Spanish fashâ€" Lion. There was a ready market at Tredethlyn for such wails as they chose to sell to Sir Hugh, and they were for the most part quite worthâ€" less, One of the things they brought to the eastle was a small, but very strong chain, formed of iron links, ’crns‘td\l thick with rust, but not deâ€" \cay(d, to which a small iron purse was | attached. The thing looked, when I [ saw it first, not thirty years ago, 'likf’ a lump of rusty metal, nothing | more, No ore thought about it, 1 presume, or if any one had any surâ€" ' mise, took it for an amulet or a reâ€" | liquary ; at all events it lay in Sir | Hugh‘s time and in nmir Dennis‘, and | in the time of _ all the Tredethiyns ‘ since, unnoticed in the cabinet of shells t and stones and mineral . specimens !whith you have seen in the library, ‘ until a short tims ago, when Mr. ! Vaughan and I, in reâ€"arranging the i('ubiuvt. found the piece of _ rusty chain, and set to work to clean it. In , dolng so we wrenched some links asunâ€" der, and found what we thought was a pebble which had been imbedded in an interstice of the chain,. Imagine | our astonishment when we dislodged from a coating of rust and dirt, vhe splendid gem which‘ â€" here sir Berâ€" \ nard fastened tho pearls on Blanche‘s | neckâ€""becomes you so well now." | "Just the same as it is?"" . asked | Blanche in amazement. "Just the same, except that it has been in the hands of a clever jewelâ€" | ler, who has furbished it up. Byâ€"theâ€" | way, Vaughan, Jacdhon was mightily | puzzled by my balas ruby, and very ‘ curious about its origin. He says there | is no :uch design known to the jewelâ€" l workers now." ! The birthday festival was a brilâ€" liant affair; Sir Bernard had the | gratification of _ seeing that his | daughter took her place with all the \traditional grace and propriety of a lTredetthn, and that the entente eordiale which his long absence lutsrous, shoeny, soft and exquisitely shapyd. Blanche uttered an exclamaâ€" tion of dolight. . .‘Ollx."'pani."l never saw â€" such pearle ! # "They are very fine, my dear, the finast I cou!ld get, But how Jo you like the pendant? He lifted the neckâ€" lace from its case, and hung it over ber hand. The pendant was a remarkâ€" able jJawel, of a fashion which Blanche had never seen. It was a fair balasâ€" ruby. clear, smooth and red, heartâ€" shap»d, and laid upon it with a wellâ€" feigned carelessness, was one soltly white pearl. The girl gazed at the suâ€" porb jewel!, speechiess with admiraâ€" tion and delight, The first words she spoke were : "It must have cost a fortune." "Not to me," said her fathor. "That Jpwel!, Blanche, is one of the ancient treasures of Tredethlyn; but it is not an helrioom, and I always meant that on this day it should be yours." "Was itâ€"was it, mamima‘s?" askâ€" ed Blanche, in an agitated vyoice. _ "I dare say not. I wish we could know its history ; it is like one of the sentimental, emblematical, â€" romantic jewels of Qusaen Elizabeth‘s time, of which one finds entries in the old reâ€" cords.‘ While her father and Mr. Vaughan were . speaking, Blanche stood, thoughtfully looking down upon the jowel upon her breast. "Gemma will wonder at it," she said, "and she and I will make many a story out of our own imagination about the hands it passed through. How long ago is it, papa, since the ship was lost, do you think, and the lady who wore this ruby drowned ?" "God only knows, my darling. We can‘t tell whether it came out of a lost chip, though it s most probable, or whether a man or woman wore and lost it. It may have made part of a jeweller‘s cargo, you know." "What! carefu‘lly enclosed in an Iron purse? No, no. A lady wore it. And she was handsome and grand ! Thank you, papa, a thousand times, for your beautiful, beautiful present â€"and Gemma afyl I Avill make up our minds about the story of the lady, and tell it to you, when you‘ve time to listen.‘ ; cordiale which his long absence might have endangered subsisted inâ€" tact between him and his neighbore. Next to Miss Tredethlyn, who natâ€" urally commanded tae chief share of the general attention, her friend Gemma di Valdimonte was the obâ€" served of all observers, to which her novelty contributed no less than her beauty. The richness and taste of her dress, the elegance of her figure, and the ease and grace of her daneâ€" Ing were popular theines, especially among the young men, while there was no small curiosity among the elder ladies concerning this beautiâ€" ful foreigner. That she was Miss Tredethlyn‘s "companion" was . a notion to be flouted with scorn ; she was much too handsome, . too "superior," for that kind of thing, and it was known that she . was highly born. No, this brilliant girl was the bosom friend of Miss ‘Treâ€" dethlyn, who was of a romantic turnâ€"romance was in vyogue forty years agoâ€"and the perfect altachâ€" ment between them was highly inâ€" teresting ; especially as her friend was so much handsomer than Miss Tredethlyn. Sir Bernard would perâ€" haps have been mortified if he had heard, among the groups in his stately saloons, such frequent reâ€" marks on this disparity, and if he had known that for one approving comment made on Blanche‘s appearâ€" ance, a score were devoted to her jewels. The fams of the splendid necklace and its pendant spread _ quickly through the rooms. The story of the ruby heart had been told with great success, at dinnar, by Mr. Vaughan, and afterwards Blanche had handed the jewel round for inspection. As , found the piece of _ rusty ind sot to work to clean it. In o we wrenched some links asunâ€" d found what we thought was e which had been imbedded in rstice of the chain. Imagine onishment when we dislodged coating of rust and dirt, vhe 1 gem which‘ â€" here sit Berâ€" (Pe CHAPTER V m g * ’"fi“g d un 2 There was no more opportunity for the girls to talk just then, each was swept away into the crowd of dancâ€" ers; but many times Blanche caught Gemma‘s smile of meaning, and it Gemma clasped the chain of pearls around her neck she whispered : added a new and delfiltlul mystery to the romances which her brain was weaving, even in that busy scene, about the former story _ of the ruby heart bearing the tear of pearl. And when the ball had conâ€" cluded, and the guests had retired, when Blanthe had beon kissed and complimented by her father, and she and Gemma were alone again, she recurred to the subject. But téemma put it off Jaughingly. J r“I have seen a jJewel like that beâ€" ore." "Have you, Gemma ? Where ?" "I will tell you another time, or rather I will show you." _ . "You are too curious," she said, "and I am determined to adminisâ€" ter a moral lesson to you, by not gratifying your inguisitiveness linâ€" til I choose. I shan‘t tell you where 1 saw a jewel like that, untllâ€"until â€"you must wait even to «know until} when." P Captain Ruthven Ramsay was one of the bachelor guests of Sir Bernard for whom quarters had been secured at an inn. He was only a captain in "Yes, and late, too. He bespoke the last dance. Which of your partâ€" ners did you like hest ?" "I don‘t kpow," said Blanche Treâ€" dethlyn, but as the utterea the words she blushed deeply, for she knew her answer was not the truth. a line regiment, with very little to live on beside his pay, and, being the younger son of a family as notoriâ€" ously poor as it was undeniably dis tinguished, had no particular expecâ€" tations. He was indeed about the last on the "young men" list of that season, on whom the fashionable mothers of gociety would have lookâ€" ed with favor. But the same could by no means be said ol their daughters. The teachings and warnings of fashâ€" on must needs have been very deeply and effectually impressed upon any girl, her impulses have been utterly kept down indeed, and her mind very thoroughly perverted, if she did not feel that Ruthven Ramsay was not | a man of an everyday kind, but one | whose life was lived on a higher level I than that of his fellows in general. Certain Tamous lines about "preachâ€" ing down a daughter‘s heart‘" had not | been written in those days, but thel thing was done perhaps more easily than now, when daughters are litâ€" | tle dispo;ed to bear preaching of any sort ; and many a Comestic homily had been administered on the poverty of the Ramsays, the utter impossibilâ€" ity of the Sir Lewis Ramsay in esse or the Sir Alexander Ramsay in posse ‘"What a number of strange faces," sald Blanche, "and yet of familiar names ; I know every one in the room almost, except the officers, by name, and no one in reality. _ Did you enjoy it very much, Gemma ? Which of your partners did you like best ?" "I enjoyed it very much," said Gemma, "and I liked Captain Ramâ€" say best. He was much the handâ€" somest man in the room." Blanche submitted impertousness of her ing the necklace by talk about the ball. "doing anything" for Captain Ruthâ€" ven, and thence the anprincipled folly of which Captain Ruthven would be guilty if he should attempt to marry otherwlise than for monrey. Hitherto Captain Ruthven Ramsay had not ofâ€" fered any temptation to such wicked disobedience on the part of the fair students of expediency ; he had never been seriously spoken ol as the adâ€" mirer of anyone, and to his already considerable claims to female admiraâ€" tion, there had gradualily been added that of reputed indifference, even invulnerability. "You danced with him early in the night, I think ?" _ P es 3 A Boer Library. A trooper of the Dublin Hunt conâ€" tingent of the imperial Yeomaury, who was taken prisoner with many others at Lindley, writes a letter from Noocitgedacht, which was recentâ€" ly published in a Dublin newspaper. He «writes: "Well, here I am in a beautiful barbed wire *‘cage‘ with some: 1,500 other unfortunates. Our clothing is picturesque in the exâ€" treme. A man with a seat in his pauts is as rare as a Jubilee sixâ€" pence, and when met with is treated with the greatest deference. Our house is a little sty about two feet high, made of mud and roofed with a ragged blanket. _ Literature has its votaries. _ Thereis a fine cireulating library, consisting of two coples of the Halfâ€"Penny Comic, a year old ; three pages from an equally antiquatâ€" ed number of Sketch, and three pamphlets about Dr. Williams‘ Pink fact that these wellâ€"thumbed pamphâ€" lets bear the appearance of having been read and reâ€"read, makes me think Brother Boer knows a good thing when he sees it, and there are a lot of us who would feel all the better if we had some of the pills inâ€" stead of the pill literature. Howâ€" ever, we keep the ‘library‘ in circulaâ€" tion, and like Mark Tapley, endeavor to take as much enjoyment out of the situation as we can." § Pills for Pale People, partly printed in English and partly in Dutch, The Immense quantities of gold are shipped nowadays across the ocean, and the danger of loss is so small that the precious stufl may be inâ€" sured at so low a rate as oneâ€"tenth of 1 per cent. lt is insured just like so much grain, and the documents, written in old style legal phases, guarantee its safety against _ all perils of the seas, including *"menâ€"ofâ€" war, fires, enemies, pirates, rovers, thieves, jettisons, letters of marque, reprisals, takings at sea, arrests and detainments of all kings, princes," ete. Every â€" large â€" transâ€"Atlantic steamship has on board a treagureâ€" room, which is a great steel box built much like a vault on land. an improvement over that brought out by Marconi. The professor‘s idea is to reduce the size of his transmitâ€" ter and receiver so that it may be carried in one‘s pocket. This would enâ€" able a person, so it is clatmed, to walk along the street on sit in hiy office and communicate with his A German professor by the name of Rosenberg has invented a system of wireless telegraphy which he claims is S o pen= U fiele Sinrnmirreneniengin n eeemngine in l Is prepared in condensed pill form and on every bor is found the gas» There is mo index of character so‘ trait and signature of Dr. A. W. Chase. Insist on having the genuliage wure as the voice.â€"Disraeli. . . L0o a â€"box, at all dealers or Edmanwon, Bates & Co.. Toranta. . . : . ... homes Low Rates on Gold Coin. Improved on Marconi. (To be Continued.) to the playful friend, and layâ€" they began to WITH THE BlG GUNS Interesting Letter From Ernie Hudson in South Africa. BRUSHES WITH . THE BOERS. Joseph Riach, Esg.: > / ‘ Dear Sir,â€"I thought I would write you a few lines to let you know how . we are getting along. W‘l had things a little more lively lately, L am glad to say. We formed part of a flying column under RBâ€"P. We left‘our camp on the 19th and started towards Preâ€" toria, but we only got a glimpse of it through the hills, but we saw Lord Roberts that morning, so that more than made up for our disappointment at not going into Pretoria. Lord Robâ€" erts reviewed us as we were crossing the railroad track. We thought of the way we looked as we marched past him that morning, and the way we have to buck up and hold your head just so, when we have a march past at Niagara Camp. Some of us had our coats off. In fact, I believe we were all in our shirt sleeves, and we were also pretty dusty, and quita a few with the knees out of our trousera Active service and camp are very difâ€" ferent, I can assure you. Well, we were on the Dutchmen‘s trail hot and heavy. We knuew by certain things we saw that they&:)‘uldn't be over three miles or so ah of us (this was on the 20th), and our right section guns, numbers 1 and 2, did some splendid work by saving two squadrons of the Rhodesians that afternoon. _ Colonel Sprekley was killed that afternoon. On the 21st we came into action at Pinaar River Station, and talk about a lively ride, we had one in the afterâ€" noon, just before we came into action. The Dutchmen started to run, and our troops after them, and it was fun and no mistake, everybody ~riding as fast as their horses could carry them. _ Through,, bush and _ deep sand, . over stumps, our gunse went at «a gallop, and : the gunners had to hang on like grim death. Bun Smith was head driver on our gun, No. 5, and he did well except once we struck a stump, about 18 inches high and about six inches through, at the gallop, and you can imagine the result. Well, we had to cross the railroad track, and the way we came out of the bush and across that track and came into acâ€" tion was fine. The people stood with open mouths. I guess they thought perdition was let loose. We dropped some shells into them, so did the pom pom, which was also with us. We camped there for the night and left next morning at 7.15. 1 forgot to say a Boer officer was brought in that night. We shot his horse and he ran about half a mile, then quietly sat down and awaited developments. On the 22nd we made our fastest marching ; we made 22 miles in a litâ€" tle over three hours through a very rough piece of country. We caught up to the Dutchmen at 4.30 in the afternoon and we gave it to them in proper style as they were retreatâ€" ing through a nek. All our guns, the pom pom, some 15â€"pounders and the Maxims were blazing away for all they were worth. They must have lost some men, as all our shells burst splendidly. Well, if you could have seen us that afternoon, dirty, ragged, thirsty and hungry, and both men and horsges tired out, you would have taken us for a gaug of tramps. But the best was to come. Warmbaths, as the name indlcates, is a place conâ€" taining a number of baths, the waâ€" ter for which comes from springs both hot and cold, and is supposed to be beneficial for certain dissases, and we proceeded en masse to _ avail ourâ€" selves of what we â€" hadn‘t had for a long time, a warm bath. The baths are about 6 feet long and 3 feet deep. We filled them and then talk about luxuries, why the marâ€" ble baths of anclent Rome were not a patch to them. Some of the boys got some soap from a house (I forgot to mention we hadn‘t seen any soap for quite a whiley well, when we came back to camp again we bhardly knew each other, we looked so clean. Nothing happened of any account after that. We marchâ€" ed to Mylestrome, but the Dutchâ€" men evacuated the place before we arrlved, and we came back again on the 27th, and on the 29th B. P. made us all a farewell speech, and if ever a man was heartily cheered it was B. P. We all think the world of him, and as the train pulled out he was cheered again. He handed his force over to Colonel Plumer, as he was leaving. I believe we are now atâ€" tached to General Paget‘s column. We were all sorry to separate from B. P.‘s column, as we bhave been with them so long. Last Monday, I beâ€" lieve, it was Labor Day in Canada, the Dutchmen commenced shelling our camp at daybreak. Their first shell dropped into a bunch of niggers about 100 yards to the left of our THE YOUNG GROW OLD BEFORE THEIR TIME. _Whatever the indirect cause, the condition is lack of Nerve Force â€" When youth shows infirmity, when old age creeps in before its time, when the days that should be the best of manhood and womanhood are burdened with aches, pain and weakness, we know that the nerâ€" vous system is wearing out and that there is imminent danger of perâ€" vyous prostration, paralysis, locomoâ€" tor ataxia or insanity. _ . How we admire the old in years â€"crowned with silvered hair, yet erect in stature, facultiee retained with vigor necessary to the declinâ€" ing yearsâ€"cheerful, bright, grand old age. How lamentable is youthâ€" ful infirmity, middleâ€"aged â€" enfeebieâ€" ment, parting of the ways too soon, told by restlessness, starting up vioâ€" lently during sleep, morning languor, tired, fagged, wornâ€"out ; trembling limbs, worried brain, mind aimless Breakdown Camp, néar Warm baths, _____ Sunday, Sept. 9th, 1900, Mlv DR. CHASE‘S NERVE FOOD camp. The gentliemen of color were wrapped in the arms of lufi: when the rude awakening came, , if you ever saw a scattering it :’.-.":..a“'".'..‘u ropping t your fook at your is hardly the -mt‘lcllto way of© waking a man up. second was time shrapnel, and burst splendidiy right over a bunch of horses, and the third knocked over our officer‘s tent, about 30 feet from our tborse lines, so we thought it was about time to seek for pastures new. We acâ€" cordingly â€" moved _ off to _ aupâ€" port the . 4.7 gan on a _ srall kopje, we were behind the big gun under cover of the brush, and we witnessed a duel between our 4.7 and the Dutchmen‘s 45 pounder. Say but that 4.7 makes a wicked nolse when _she is fired, and the roar of the shell _ when she bursts is awful. Well, the Dutchmen‘s shells were dropping all around us, but, I am glad to say, none were hit. Their shells were very defective, very few burst proâ€" perly. We picked up lots of them with just the fuse blown out. One dropped about 12 paces from our namber six gun, so we shifted our position, and after that their firing gradually slackened. I did not hear lthe number of casualties. I believe they were light though, L am glad l to say. That.evening our gun, with an escort of about 100 British inâ€" ‘ fantry (the West Ridings) left Warm | Baths at 7 o‘clock, and marched to our present position. We arrived at 10 p.im., and have been here evear since. The reason we came here was that the Booers derailed a train and we are here as a guard while the ' track and engine are being repaired. ’ There are 114 men here, all told, but we are well entrenched, and if Mr. Boer feels inclined to pay us a visit we will tender him the warmest kind of a reception. We built an epaulâ€" ment for our gun, on which a Canaâ€" | dian flag is proudliy flying, so now ‘ all we have to do is to attend to our horses twice a day and sleep the | rest of the time. We have 11 horees ‘ with us. There is just the gun de« : tachment and the drivers here, and l Lieut. King, and we are contented to stay here as long as they mind to keep us. The weather is getting unâ€" comfortably hot, and it makes a perâ€" | son feel weary. It seems to take all the life out of a man. All you want to do is lie down and sleep, and you bet we act accordingly. They expect to have the engine on | the track toâ€"night, but as to staying l here after that is completed, I cannot say. I hope we do. We are drawing | rations from the infantry officer here, land are getting more thin we wers ; getting in our own camp. I will be | glad when it is all over ,and I can alt | down to a table again. It gets monâ€" fomm)us in time. It was lots of fun 1on the flying column, but in camp it is tiresome. P. 8.â€"The Dutchmen sent in word last Friday giving us until toâ€"night to surrender. What do you think of that for gall ? L & Mard to Understand Women. " Oh, you can‘h please a woman," he said, disgustedly ; " it‘s no us> trying." " What‘s happened now ?" " I met that pretty Miss Brown in a dark hallway and kissed her. I didn‘s think she‘d mind, you know." " And did she mind ?" * Well, she pretended +~ be very angry, so I thought I‘d smoâ€".h things down by telling her that it was all a mistake, that I thought she was somebody else." * And then ?" % * Why, then she really was very angry."â€"Chicago Post. Must Learn Life Spots. ‘The first task of a Chinese mediâ€" cal student upon entering the Imâ€" perial College at Shanghai is to learn the 300 "life spots" in the human body, says the New Orleans Timesâ€" Democrat. A "life spot" is supposed to be a place through which a needle may be passed withâ€" out causing death. The Chinese beâ€" lieve firmly in demoniacal possesâ€" slons, â€" and their doctors do a good deal of stabbing and prodding to make holes for the purpose of letting out the evil epirits that are causing the sicknoss. 1 was called in to see one poor fellow who was dyâ€" ing of jaundice, and counted over 8O punctures in his chest and arms. The Chinese practitioners had furâ€" nished the demon with plenty of exâ€" its, but he declined to depart. When a criminal is executed the native doctors are nearly always on hand to secure sections of the body to use in compounding their medicines. A powder made of the thigh bones is believed to be a specific for the disease known to science as "miner‘s anaemia," which is caused by a parâ€" asite and easily controlled by proâ€" per remedies, Reading furnishss the mind only with materials of knowledge:; it is thinkâ€" ing makes what we read ours.â€"Locka, A precedent embaims a principleâ€" Disraeli. nerve waste has not been repaired, It won‘t repair itsel{, Dn _ A. W. Chase‘s Nerve Food furnishes in condensed pill form the netve nutri« ment which repairs nerve, waste. There rests the secret of b:e worâ€" derful cures made by thisg great nerveâ€"building medicine. Mr. A. T. P. Laiame, rn.uwt}‘nm at Clerencevillie, Que., writes " For twelve years I have been ruJ. dowa with nervous debility. 1 sulfered much and consulted doctors, ‘ and used _ medicines in â€" vain. Cht,:. months ago I heard of Dr. m Nerve Food, used two boxes, ned my health improved so rapidly t\n I ordered tweive more. a "I can say frankly that this treatâ€" ment has n> equal in the medicAl world. While using Dr. Chase‘s Ner Food I could feel my system fi bulilt up until now I am strong healthy. I cannot recommend it u-\ highly for weak, nervous people." Ernie Hudson. w4