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l Wwith two mes oifcring to as hy parents is sho koept her mack, a re=e 1 of Montreal}, his city, dying th» Germase as thought teo y polsou, but coutributing her cloihlog, when a.l was laim her. very rliglous MHoer father is the Canadlan bejoved that io her deatiz r love for a n account of rlease| from eenwoo!, Ix., ilsing through ie â€" attracted ph Ronan, a * 210 but & welling. _ He rees learned story. Ronar t of his «mald arry her. She 1 to marry a t two weeks from Fityâ€" © boar} with weeck there the prison of a peasant after serving of 25 years amodg the cofâ€" ron a bretker ind {frowm Johs an, of _ Prines ears that «he og she wiened calliog for aid io employm at PRISON,. iined there a t. Starvation f her death. };.-ul.l'l "Old _ and engage atiauing busiâ€" ood. Receniy such inroads# nevessiry to _ was obnoxâ€" ventually the e becamo unâ€" o to this eHy > Vlit a shter, n in a Bostom . patl.loo in a Sixch avernue, n batter to years ago n# | ver removed i _ anilisâ€"pt 0 in the hop* alth and & v=e LFJ lo .1Â¥ve. cen sufiering liver several | about three ad _ to retirs . but it in love with and the two the husband of the {arws. struggz‘e the igch severcly in the habit the pain, had + sent to the k ago yesterâ€" Ronain forn@4 eat the fruit yed the ow ospital daily, 6Me a wreath to tomb> of the * she utteored Inmtreal anâ€" lyin @44 roke it> the 1: photozraph was the wifs lami.y named t Fiftyâ€"elxzbti to be Taken i l‘u&bâ€"fi.fll- wÂ¥ muorBidg iJ h s allractâ€" tiod _ amORE iss of Starâ€" Â¥ork. perty, gr: dâ€" ind _ becoumés 8 ATION. BIG CIY, LID i1ad ertpp‘ed as nolt able Th forme=r acgâ€" un â€" u6t M nced to DEVOTION prison she 0. the ree wa. k. t she canm®e la LiOntd Weik@ loney wias icians and l the opere B Lo s C it lull seasons e was unâ€" , but bore ly as hber lted After old farm husb.imd n im 2 t ikls y (ihe wilh it rich by il socie= tlica=lngo lo _ ime alter« "mem dowwuamoo be uowâ€"un yver‘ soou," ske auuounced, in her Solt, uureal voice, uut witia a smilie that be. ma«l i0 muke the broken words Perowmali LMige. k‘aget sumaca in return. "Are you theo veritable _ Maaamea â€" Chrysuoâ€" thuemot?" he asked, as une lifteu the Glaes. hy Ac k C " _ ‘ihe hfousemaid did not understand, Rovertuviess @u0 gigglied entrancâ€" peiclag Ium. Hi.s suuterfuge was not CrtamilubMe, be knew, but the time hud cims for desperate measures. What would she suy when first sue opeuiadt Lune duor ? ~teps approached Iruam wiilnout, and Amr. Page«.‘s heart qu.sou But the oue wnuo eniered Wiss winy a â€" ilttle Japanese ma«â€" BorÂ¥vuaul uriaging in cake and wine. ies Herudon had câ€"m» _u')‘rl-apa.n in nurmed Higat from tue very muan who waus now trickimg bet into reâ€" a cgold draught swept in through tho hnauilâ€"openes door, and with it CumBo miso i.tielberta Hernion. At Mgut ol him the conveutional smile Ol welcoms died, Tue faiss card was in uere uaud, and ghe lifted it slowly, to read it again. g hucame uurysantheme turned her hoau in a Irighteuned birdâ€"luike fagshâ€" ion, und hurried from the room as fust as hher pgeonâ€"twes would take her. Miss Horn.on wheeled about aw U to lolluw, but Paget was at the dour. "Lertie, listen! Only one moment! VreeietrhermezeeeceAIereeeReCReapernizeencramacccceccnn AM T C T W W o a o rwse P egians "o. ~ enc %:: The pretty drawingâ€"room, with its flowers and photographs, its lace hangings and rich uphoilsteries, might have belonged to Fifth Aveâ€" aue, but in reality it was in the lower left wing of a certain fashâ€" lonable "foreign" residence of Nob MUL, in Tokio, Japan. In the roautly burnished grate a lire mlept as a cat sieeps, opening luminous, mysterious eyes at incalâ€" culable intervals, and then sinking "Bo 1 perceive," she said. *Yet I whoul1 nout have gathered the fact {româ€"t=i#." she flang his card to the tloor, wuere it lay, face up, between theas. " «‘iuget made no an@wer. r "*Lved 1 ghowuu uot have dreamed you capuble of assuming A {false as avea" * Your own brother introduced me an .oe it." *"Tuat doese not increase my respect for either of you. _ Doubtieas you triocke! hm into it." *Nriokery ig unnecessary between reasouable people â€" orâ€"friends. In your vase we both felt it to be the last resort." f h h ho girl raiged her eyes with such a Wpok of scorn that his worus [aitered. BE SORE AND READ tkr rrst mnstapuent _ Buo urew in her breath sharply. "Have you come all this way to inâ€" ul meâ€"ugain ?" h SW â€"*"I nave bever ingulted you. I have gom s to plead." & Jt e "Your brother warned me, but I wus not willing to believe you as selâ€" tish, marrow and vindictive as he Reemed to assume." Bue winced. Ho saw the gesture of pain. anu his heart ootten‘ed. s Em o Ee e se "Uow couuld you have been willing | to turow mo over at the whispered| ecanlal of a cad, a man who had been my guest at dinuer the night before ? You have male me a laughâ€" ‘inwâ€"stock ! You refused to hear m.v' defense, even from your ow n brother. An |. to cap the c imax, you ran away to Japan shirking it all, and throwâ€" log that much more ridicule on I.Ile.." i "Bbertie! we were to have been murrmie} in a week. Think what that men ns !" * Hueh I" sho said, trembling, "how dare you mention itâ€"now ?" J *"‘There is no need of going into that again," said the girl, her face whitening. "It is all at an end." "But is it ?" he cried. "Do I look Uk» a man to be flung agide without rersop, and take the {linging calmly?" Hie did not meet his eye. "I must &v," she murmured, "I cannot listen." Paget seemed not to hear. "Aside from loging you, I am nult inclined to accept uefeat at the hands of a peaching cad like Ba beon." 1 Heste O EOOAE NC S Oeti ies n Yss _"You must have known that it woull be uselo s." #h.saly) BEGINS Nx 7Tp | Anrnidhihs .. Th auiedihesr »airanr F EDW "I pever said that it was Mr. Bab son who told me." "xo." eaid Paget ; "but he was t‘he "You didn‘t fight him Hern ton, nervously. "One can‘t fight a bt can caly puoch. I pune "Ko," gmit Paget, ‘Dut uo due EJ omne. â€" Babbie has one eye DOW, nine {ingers and seven whole ribe." "You didn‘t fight him?" said Miss Hern ton, nervously. "Omns can‘t firht a bran sack;, one van Cmy pugu‘k 1E o "Oh did itâ€"did it get into the papers?" â€" Miss Herndon clasped ber hamcds "ITnat‘s tho first thing that hbave coms all the way to Japan Y a woman thinks of," remarked Paget, bitterly. "I‘l leave you to find that out in other ways. I‘m here now to plead for myself.*" | Miss Herndon walked across to a ‘ window and stared out. A fanâ€" shaped section of Tokio lay beneath herâ€"a blueâ€"gray aggregation _ of | house roofs and whitish streets, like spokes, running down to the hazy rim of Shinagawa Bay. No sun had shone all day. The world seemed co'lorlea. flat and dispirited. Paget, with that gesture so comâ€" . mon to men, put one elbow on the low manteishel{ and stared down into the coals. Without raising his voice he said : "Whatever the result of this visit, I owe it to mysolf to state, once for all, that I did not speak lightly of you at that last dinner. Good heavens!" he went on, impetuously, "to think that I should be saying this to youâ€"that there should be need for me to say it !" | She moved restlessly, but did not} epeak. \ He turned again to the fire. "Well, at that aflairâ€"my farewell bacheâ€" lor dinnerâ€"even _ the necessary toists jJarred. You were so imuch to me, so apart from other women, that it was torture to hear your name on the lips of others. I had just drunk to the dearest, sweetest, snowlest woman on God‘s earth, | when an Iscariot at my elbow whisâ€" peredâ€" ‘And the booudie, uold min! Don‘t forget the boodle!‘ The glass was still at my lips, but I set it down, angrily, and said : ‘ That‘s a toust you wili have to drink alonel‘" . "Wuat ao you tuke me for?" he flashed out. "wentlemen don t betray thir guests, or tihir hosts. That is left for the puppies who get in by mistake,.‘ "Then it was Mr. Babson," she sald, with conviction.. m is oo "Most of the boys were hallâ€"scas over," he went on. "They woulid hbuve drunk to the Pope or to the devil with equal readiness. The toast wus proposed, and many drank, not knowing what it meant, but 1â€"I rushed for the hali and poured lceâ€" wauter on my head to keep from comimitting murder." kWRy "Yet Mr. Babson‘s insinuations were encugh to make you throw me over. And we were to have been married in a week.‘" o stt h Miss Herndon was drawing nearâ€" er, inch by inch, Her fage showed the strain of intense listening.. _ Paget smiled in spite of himself, lt::t. a moment after his face grew ard. "How was I to know ?" she retortâ€" ed, stung into sellâ€"defence. "Even my brother could not deny that such a toast ha‘d been drunk." "IMd he tell you who proposed it ?" "N I only asked him the one quesâ€" tion, whether it had or had not been proposed. I wouldn‘t let him say anything more.‘ *S>» he told me. You would not even read my letters, Was that just or kind ?" _"Was it Mir. Babson ?" she asked, in an excited whisper. es ies She stood before him with head and arms drooping. Her hair alone might ensnare a man‘s soul. How often had he kissed those shining waves _ A mad desire to seize her in his arms â€"n> matter what happened afterâ€" to feel hor, to hold her there once more, surged into his blood and brain. But no; ho must control himâ€" selfâ€"ho must press the advantage he had gained. UMLa. hava ean nathina@ to say to "Then have you nothing to say to me, Bertie ? She raised her head as if at the touch of a spur. "If you are demanding an apology, here it is: I acted t»o hastily. I hbumbly beg your pardon." tlPaget. hurriedly â€" changed his tacâ€" cs. "I didn‘t want an apology, cerâ€" tainly not one given in that spirit. I only want things to be as they were,." "That is impossible." "Why, bow should it be ? If we unâ€" derstand each otherâ€"" She glanced meaningly at the card that etill lav on the floor between C100 1M Ho flushed. "Pshaw ! Of what imâ€" portance is that ? Loss than a trifle! If you loved me you would excuse any means that brougcht us togeth»r again. Oh, Bertie, I know you did love me once. You cannot have changed altogether !" M ce She gave him no answer, Dub moved in a slow, troubled way toâ€" ward the door. Paget stooped for the card, tore it viciously into halves and threw it on the fire. At the sudden leapâ€" ing up of the flames the girl turned. "Ie this the end of everything ?" asked Paget. + Shoe nodded. The movement sent two â€" tears out from under drooping lashes. "Oh. Bertie!" be cried in despair, "will you wreck oyr two lives â€" for this foolish pride? Can nothing move quivered. & "It is the last time 1 shall Can nothing move you 9 "Nothing ! A';":'tl;\'? moment a faint underâ€" groupd shiver was felt, * Jo‘xâ€"like you ?" "Nothing!" she said, but her lips c4, ofyag + o | _ _Arm in arm the lovers started for hit> to have around the house it‘s \ the deor, but as they reach»d it the|a man that swoears. Swearin‘ is a earthanake stopped, only a sort of | habit that noâ€"" i k, n u en‘in«: sfGoerm t"0o‘* m tonrn| "But Lhave never uttered an oath remaining Nothing was broken but . in all my life:; I have never told a lie, a few trinkets, the warrior‘s nose| nor sail a word that I would be and Miss Honderson‘s resolve. And | asham d to have any lady hear. Iâ€"" \ long after the last tingling fibre of | ** Oh, confound it !‘* th~ ol 1 man exâ€" sensation had quitted the land and claim~d, as he reached in his pocket, was running along the bottom of|"here‘s a penny. Run out and buy | the Pacific, sho was still explaining yourself a stick of candy and don‘t tenderly that she had nn~t been bother me any more toâ€"day. Im frightened for herself at all, only , busy." for Lm. | welites Epasm, as if the earth had suddenly turped to a huge blancâ€"mange. Mss Herndon paused and looked around wouderingly. A _ second vibration came. much stronger than the first. Paget‘s eyes met hers. "Why, what‘s up?" he asked. The third convulsion was upon them. This time the floor cracked, windows chattered asif in an ague, and the chin of a Chinese mandarin The fourth vibration made the others insignificant. Flower vases, Buddhistic images, photograph stande and ivory statuettes went over in one jfingl‘ng crash. There was a hideous sound of tearinfi in the walls. The piasno gave a loud, harmonic wail. The world had beâ€" come a reeling, chaotic horror. _ on the mantleshelf clicked against his porcelain collar. There was a sound of fleeing feet overhead. A servant ran out into the garden and peered up toward the chimney tops. Misas Herndon was very pale. [ "An earthquake!" she gasped. "They have been telling me about thero. We shall be crushed |" Sbo selzed Paget‘s sleeve, as If to drag him away, but he caught her in his arms. "Why don‘t you move?" shrieked the girl. as she straggled to free herâ€" self. "Oh, Jack, don‘t wait! I love youâ€"I take it all back! Only come awiy !" He pressed her closer to his heart, speechless an? trembling, and even in the terror of her first earthquake she kn>w that he trembled from love, not fear. A The bricks in the chimney gritted together ominously, and the cross eyed Japanese warrior in the corâ€" ner came over on the floor with a bang. 1 Sueâ€"Pauline‘s father is quite a genius. Belieâ€"In what way ? Sueâ€"Why, he had a pair of recordâ€" Ing scales attached to her hamâ€" mock,. If they registered over 140 he know Jack had been sharing her seat," Incredulity robs us of many pleaâ€" gures, anl gives us nothing in reâ€" tuin.â€"J. R. Lowell. What an absurd thing it is to pass over all the valuable parts of a man and fix all our attention on his inâ€" firmities !â€"Addison. 46 "Bigbrain expects to get a forâ€" tune out of his noew incubator." "Any great jimprovement ?" "Yes; it has a phonograph atâ€" tachment that says: ‘Cluckâ€"cluck.‘" Hoaxâ€"Poor Sandy MacPherson di>d ol gilat. Joaxâ€"Why, I thought he took carbolic acid. f Hoaxâ€"So he did, but he thought it was Scotch whiskey. Hungry Hawkinsâ€"I onct answerâ€" od a want ad. I Tatterdon Tornâ€"G@wan ! Wot was de job? Hungry Hiwkinsâ€"It was all a misâ€" take. A printer advertised fer _ a good feeder, The Good Oneâ€"My man, it makes me feel bad to see you coming out of a saioon. The _ Bad Oneâ€"Well, boss, it wouldn‘t have done yer any good U# yer had saw m goin‘ in. I only had a nickel, an‘ that wouldn‘t have bought drinks for both. onion ?" asked Watt.es of Pettigrew, "*No." Gotroxâ€"So the Count is cured of his infatuation for your daughter ? Mre. Drummerâ€"Yes, indeed; 1 think George is working too hard. Mrs. Hummerâ€"You do? Mrs. Drummerâ€"Yes; he came home awful nervous last night, and said he had been making a round of the "sample rooms." , Billionsâ€"Yes, I bought him off ; gave him the gold cure.â€"Philadelphia Miss Heamleyâ€"No, I. won‘t take thos> photos. They make me look like a perfect fright. A Nellâ€"There is rumor of an engageâ€" ment between May Snapp ani Will Grumble. Photographerâ€"Weil, madam, you should have told me that you wanted me to make them flatter you. Belleâ€"It‘s more than a rumor of an engagement. It‘s a regular pitchâ€" ed battle. But they‘ll make up again, of course. "She is so garrulous," said the first dea{mute, speaking of a friend who was similarly affected. "Is that so?" "Yes. Why, do you know, when no one is around for her to talk to she makes her right hand talk to her loft."â€"Baltimore American. ""We.l, don‘t breathe it to a soul." "Have you heard the story of the WISE AND OFHERWISE. itÂ¥ ' "Hm!" her fath>r answered, "but you swear likr a trooper, sometimes, [Il bt. Now. if thore‘s anything I hit> to have around the house it‘s |a man that swears. Swearin‘ is a $â€"snort stomss j + o oR THE DAYT G #4000000000990000 109000004046 #0000000990000¢00000000000 9 A gentieman who has a Christian ep‘rit and a horse for sale advertises as follows in a Minnesota paper : We have a good family driving horse for sale, providing you carry insurance. He is not over particular as to feed. In fact, he prefere our neigh bore‘ haystacks and corncribs to our own. We feed him whenever we can catch him, which is seldom.. 4C * We will throw in the derrick and tele{raph poecombina‘tion which we use to hitch him up with. Â¥t 45 â€" He is partly gentle. The other parts are not, and you must govern yourself according:y. _ _ _ ; _ __ If you are fond of driving we would advise you to engago a cowboy that owns a fast horse to do your drivâ€" ing, and be sure and get on top of the barn before he begine to «drive " Bâ€"bâ€"but," the trembling young man who stood twirling his hat and ever and anon stealing a glance at ths door as if calculating the number â€"Dbani 1 Gottâ€"nhold looked up with suddenly awak ned interest. t It is evident that the pernicious doctrines of David Harum have not taken root everywhere Furtherâ€" more, there will be no excuso for & damage su‘t if this adverilser ever gucceeds in disposing of the goods. In view of the preseant day greed‘for " Well but Is‘p»se you smoke and chew tobacco. Thoâ€"m‘s more habits I don‘t likeâ€"«prclally chewin‘. A man that chows tobrce» isâ€"" â€"For price and coroner‘s address, apply to the owner. _ > Lib P 3 of jumps be wou‘!d hav» to make in reaching it hastily, "I nover tasted liquor in my lifs." _ _ _ " No, sir," Clairence Darlington reâ€" plicd, "I do not know the taste of tha nasty stuff." 3 s the "I bg your pardon, sir, but I have never used tobiceo in any form I nevor have even smoked a cigarette." ** Oh, confound it !‘ th~ oli man exâ€" claim~d, as he reached in his pocket, ‘here‘s a penny. Run out and buy yourself a stick of candy and don‘t bother me any more toâ€"day. Im gain, all this is highly encouraging. â€"Chilcago Recordâ€"Herald. "No, sir," said the old gentleman, bringing his fist down hard on the desk in front of him. "I will never counsent to my daughter‘s becoming *(til;f :v!lfe of a man who uses strong r n +9 This is from the Chicago Recordâ€" Herald : 8 "A curious thing happened to a certain young man in Mississippi some time ago" remurked a visitor to t‘ e city yosterday, ‘and the aforesail younx mian has nover complet ly recovered from the In‘lurnse of the jo%e. H> was a bright but tiinid young fil ow, but had that moci um of vanity uasualy found in yeung men who are just reaching the porlo0o4 of life whon th>y dr‘ft _ in the evenlngs from th> home of one Dulcinea to the othor and while awny the time in conling the soft nothings of the swain. He w»s an average young frlow exe pt In looks, In this respct he wiaas rathâ€" er atove the average, and recognizâ€" ed the fact, of course. There was a certhin young grl who happened to be the piartiulir favorite in _ the community, and she deserved _ ali the wo lag sh> ree ived, for she was real‘y a rsplerdid young woman and, in fact, had al‘ the charming _ atâ€" trivutes of a rustic belle in Mis i+ tippiâ€"Ips like roses, cheeks _ after the tint of the peach blossom, pretty, wlite, _ evenly set treth, anl duvo s urvs and al t~at :soâ€"t of thing, Bae was simply a pink dream and thore was a great riv: 1â€" ry among the younlg fel‘ows who L ited her. On a certain evening last winter the young g ntlemen who fi uses in this tsl> b u h ei his h ir, po‘l hod his teeth, and wont forth to wo» the rustis queen. The old genâ€" tl:man was at home I ought to remark at this po‘nt that the old man was very fond of hun‘ing. an|he had jaist purchased a new breechâ€"loadâ€" ing shotgun, and his exubsrance over the event was positively boyâ€" ish. The young lady happened to drift back into the sitting room, and found her father exp‘aining to a friend the many advantages of the new shotgun, and telling what he would do to his hunting companions on the next day, when they would go out to the lake. The young lady was very enthusiastic over the weapon, and turning to her father she said: "Oh, papa dear, take the gun in and show it to Mr. Blank. I‘m sure he‘d be delighted to see it, for, you know, he is so fond of hunting." The old gentlieman acted on the auggesâ€" tion, and excusing himself from his guest, made a start for the parior with the shotgun in his hand. He shoved the door of the parlor open and rushed in rather hurriedly. Well, the young man rushed out after the same fashion, aml he left a nicely polished cane and a brand new hat on the ~ack. One of his rivals had told him that the old gentleman did wot like him, and that he seriously objected to the attention he was paying to the young lady. When the old gentlieman broke into the râ€" lor with a shntgun the young tofi:w could hear the leaden pellets ratâ€" tling in his face, and he broke the eprinting record of the community. He recovered the hat and cane, but lost the girl. 7 "She has a govd volice, but she ;ioeun't seem to be able to contro t." "No:; she sings whenever anyoune asks her."â€"August Smart Set. Farmer Brownâ€"Is Mrg. Whif{letree going tew take in summer boarders this year, same as usual ? â€"Farmer Greeneâ€"I reckon sho are ! Ehe jess came in and ordered two new can openers !â€"Puck. * Oh," he said, "noever drank a drop, At the Summer Hotel. Same Old Line. ONTAR! The fuilowing beautiful poem, b the author of the Gordon League har- lads, is being recited a good des\ just now alt putriotic concerts in England. By the author‘s kind permission we are enabled to reprint the poem enâ€" tire. It narrates our mudes of the present war. _ Al e " Of the word ‘patroi,‘ if you look it up in the dictionary, you will find a simple explanation, but the average Englishman at home has no idea of its real meaning as exhibited in warâ€" fare, especially a war against an enemy like the Boer."â€"Vide, the war correspondent of the Dailly Mail, Aruudel, Dec. 28th, 1899. Have you heard me talk of Harry ? Harry‘s our soldier son, Him that won the V. C. in Egypt, Aud stands over six{feetâ€"one. He was infastry when he ‘listed, and he‘s served with the cavairy since, He‘s a Lancer ce~lorâ€"sergeant, and his 4 mother thinks himâ€"a prince! ‘There was a chum of Harry‘s We often used to see, When they were quartered in Lonâ€" CEYLON AND INDIA Goâ€"ilâ€" A chap named Johony Lee. The mon called him " Bones" and "Sc;inny," because he was long and thin, And laughed at him for a Lancer, and gaid hbe‘d been smuggled in. He was what you might call a soft Is Free from Any Particle of Coloring Matter; is Dainty and Invigoratâ€" ing ; is the only Tea that suits fastidious palates and is wholesome for the most delicate digestions, i U m oaw‘ h at 43 SALADA Was Johnny Lee, in a way; He was plousâ€"like and quiet, Didn‘t smoke, or jok>, or play, Nor care for a lark off Cutyâ€"although he could ride with the bestâ€" And maybe, as was natural, h> was made the butt of the rest. He thought the world of Harryâ€" For once, when the play got rough, Harry turned round in the Guardâ€" room, And said the boy‘d had enough. "I‘ll break the neck of the bully who touchs that lad again," He says. And the others dropped it, For jusito put it plain, When a man‘s a V. C. and a giant, Who would shake you out limp and blue, His comrades sort of listen If he makes a remark or two, They sailed and they landed at Cape Town, And were sent to the front doubleâ€" quick, And day by day in the papers We read of the wounded and sick, The dead and the "taken prisoner," ?llfi "mis:ing" and those who e Leading ani cheering their comrades through the deathâ€"storms of shot and shell. Many a name we honor, For they‘ve done well, every one; From young Roberts, Scholfield and Congreve, To little Bugler Dunne! Johnny wrote to his eweetheart the first time he was under fire ; To charge aljng=ide Harry had been his heart‘s desire. But it wasn‘t a charge. It was murder, It was death coming out of the And Not a pull of smoke to tell them 1f the Boers lay here or there, Tucked away in th.is trenches; nothâ€" ing to see or to show; And our men dropped out of their saddles without one glimpse of the foe! "Twas awlul!" he wrote, "I was praying Whit: I might know how to die." "HWâ€"‘s a coward," says she in a pasâ€" sion, And flings his letter by. "My girl," 1 says, "you‘re mistaken! (Why»n a Briiish soldier prays, H2‘s got the h>art within him we had in the olden days, "When our enemies fell before us, It‘s them as wouldn‘t win !" But there, she wouldn‘t listen, She didn‘t care a pin. "I‘ll write toâ€"night and tell him I‘ve chucked him for Charlie Jones!" One day of that African summer A Lancer patrol went out, In charge of Harry‘s â€"Captain, Just to lelsurely look about, And search the little kopjes where the Dutchmen like to hide. Harry was there, and Johnoy, and four or five troopers beside. You may think the work‘ sounds easy, But it‘s not the pleasantest thing In cold blood to walk your horses Where every rock may ring To the cracking of a rifle; where every bush may screen Some of the surest marksmon the world has ever seen. All at once from a farm in the disâ€" tance, Waved a signal of distress ; They o_ald tell ‘twas a woman Wayâ€" So "Bones" was left with his hymnâ€" booksâ€"an4 when Colenso was fought, nd the Lancers s@iled in a hurry, no one gave him a thought. says. But before he could hear it something had happened to NATURAL LEAF GREEN TEA IT IS ALSO A BRITISH PRODUCT. like a bit of ber dress. TORONTO Ceylon Teas are sold in Sealed Lead Packets only. Black, Mixed, Uncolored Ceylon Greea Free sasmples sent. Address "Salada,"" Teronto "It‘e a Boer woman in trouble," says | Harry‘s Captain then, "We must ride across to help her," and they wont like Englishmen. I‘m not here to judge our foemen, + Their bravery i# known ; And I s$ray for the boer widows > Every pight, as I pray for our own. ; There‘s many a Boer as honest and ; As slraight as man can be, â€"But in this tale I‘m telling was the Down on the right dropped w trooper, Buov turough the heart, like # hare ; Down on the left dropped anotherâ€" Ani then, with a plunge in the wr, Harry‘s charger rolled _ headlong, uead, with itg double load, And my boy and his captain together I ran on to the open road! ! ~Back to their aid dashed two Lanâ€" ‘ ceraâ€" i Murshall and Johnny Leeâ€" ' Straigut in the teeth of the fire j 6 That foliewed them murderoudy, Marsnal! got hold of the captain, | Jonnny had hold of my #onâ€" ‘ Whepr Aarry reeled down from tha Ecare~ had they reached the farm« RBtead, When, hid by the stable shed, > Up sprangz an ambush of thirty, + An4 poured out a volley of lead. | "Trapped !" ghouts the captain. "Get buck, boy#!" an|i they wheeled and rode for their lives, And tuc boers swarmed after them, mounted, like a rush of bees Crom the hives. Five hundred yards at full gallop, ; Ani tue captain‘s horse fceli dead, Harry was back like a rocketâ€" ; "Up, mir, behin4 me!" he said. . He‘d have died to suve his captain, *Spring! Lay hold of my belt !"* And a thousand yards, at full gallop, tuhey thundered acrogs the velut. "Gallop and gave yourselH, JoAhany!®* ‘The butt of the troop stood still, Unwounded, fleet horse and bolid rider, And safety lay over the hill. ‘"Twas his life for a shake of his bridle, but he leapt down to Harry‘e@ gideâ€" "I can carry you into shelterâ€"there‘a a prock just ancadâ€"" he cried. And he strained and he struggled to do it, "Oh, God! I‘ve not strangth for his weight |" "Shelter yourself, ladt gasped Harry. "Leave me, before it‘s too late I* "Never, alive !" rang hie answer. Avd the Boers came up to the bond ; Like a young lion he faced them, standing over hbis friend. A correspondent has discovered & number of oddly named persons in Georgia â€" counties. Among _ these names Aare: Sorrowful Williams, Inâ€" creagse Thomas, Merciful Jenkins, Anâ€" gel Jones, Salvation White, Hm ness Johnson, Purity Scott and bineâ€" And thenâ€"be met his death, . { Shiclding his wounded comrade | ‘ To his last dying breati 1 Greater love hath no man & Than this, the Scripture ealth. My son is livingâ€"was livingâ€"whes@ they brought up the ambulâ€" lance cart, Because the poor, broken body of Johnnyâ€"lay over his bheart. Friends, when this war is over, And“the Right has won, as I€ willâ€" And we give the Cross "For Yalor" To heroce living still ; Rememb»r the dead who earned 1t, where the hills of the Transvaal roll, And bhonor this docod of a Lancer, who was y © "Shot while on patrol." | â€""Jim‘s Wife."* "Ach, no I° wIkh & wivro O° T hand; "der ghost is retty, but der. meat is feeble." Then the quiet man straightene@d out our wrinkled brows by suggestâ€" ing that possibly he meant, " The spirit is w lling, but the flesh is weak."â€"London King. At a taple of German and Englisk students recently, one pleasant ilt= tle German was keen on «ho wing his knowledge of English, _ Every, sentence of his was bound to. conâ€" tain hayve and alretty; &A bit of sang was as ponderance to him as the voice of an oracle and the Engâ€" lish th was simply imposs bile. He commented brokenly on the bewket on the table, and the gaynose in M‘s. buttonhole. But the cliimax was reached in answer to a question put in good German : 1 "Are you going to the lecture toâ€" night, Herr B.?" € "Ach, no!" with a wave of hle hand: "der ghost is retty, but der Three he shot down with his cars «â€"Torontoa Telegram. foulest treachery. raudlie { on "'l:ney've got me !" he says, "I‘m done |" Our Language,