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Foreign Mitt h more vigor n tor the up incitement h SE ”LES r'tk--gosepts' Ern- a Dem on trut I-o‘s Benett for tts " ire Wtt ham I." an Jar Will " an the court nuanced tint "we Int-tenet. in! it he had won't HAN " :9 or - "momma tom he was "noon de- y. and son- to be M- on Getober a big tittttt - -v v \I' . “racer Inn-aid, I "fl” noum ll plea broth Inter '0!) repl y . black a court W " he tt Bat George is feeling rather miser- able and savage, and reckless, at his on Course of painful plain dealing, and as a. natural consequence does not shrink from making the girl sul- fer a little of the pain and discomfort ho is enduring. "But. study I may sometimes see such lrlendv as I choose?" Gillian at“ quickly. rather surprising George for the second and third time by an evidence of a latent will, and courage. and resolution which ex- ists somewhere in the girl's unformed character. "Lady Dinner is not my mother or my mistress. that I Shuul'l give her any more obedience thun L; due from a visitor to her flotsam," There is a certain trutrtteativenee in the sudden gleam of his eyel and the smile nrunnl his lips, as he stands before her, looking down from his height and strength on her slim girl- ishnoss. in her clinging white gown and short-cut locks of bright brown hair, and Gillian resolutely takes her hnn-is away from him, trembling a little. and biting her lips net-manly. -- "You has" mount nothing but kind- nf-sel. I am sure." she says, with a qumk. upward glance of her dark. “pooling eyes, "but you have made run vetD' mbwrahie. I shall not be nl-ln to ("I l have one friend here." "No. don't say that!" George urges; “I will be Four friend In any way that lies in my power. You may always command me. and trust me to serve you ll occasion would arise; more. I cannot do. I cannot attempt to befriend yonor advise you." U _ _ "Can't you T' she asks. with a. den of bitter disappointment. and her fingers begin anew to twist about the filmy green-white clema- tb Momma. "I told you before that we couldn't bo Irimtdrr," he says. roughly. “You don't want mo to keep on saying it '? I suppose. though you are young and Innocent. you are not such a. little ban-lamb as mt to know a wolf when you see him l" l “But I mar not class myself 'tmonggt the friends who Vlalt you, Miss Donna I told you that before. and .mu will soon see tor yourself.” Georgie says. Smiling mintly. “Will Mm think of what I hare said? It has boon hard to say it, and T tum to Four discretion and for- gin-men it l have oriended you in any way." - suggestion ot the other womanly (oeungl. "How can I be your friend t" he asks. alums: sternly, in his agita- tion. "How can I advise you. except to tell you to trust nohodr--to let yourself be persuaded or coaxed or coerced u nobody into act, ins: contrary to your conscience and your heart's desires. Ir-it your wishes and desires and happi- nm lie In tho way you are per waded to go. then so tar well and good. At any rate. I can't advise. you any further." he adds abrupt- ly and agitatedly. "I feel I have noted a sort ot under-handed game in this matter; only you are so young and Innocent and lrlendless --pardon my saying tRF-Bo over- trnstlui and generous. that I tumght it was less cowardly and "I quite agree with Lady Ihuner m that amortlon. and at all events," ho says. brieny--"you certalnly do require a leaven or worldly prudence and harmless In your dlsposltlon. For Four second question. how can I be your friend. with honor '? I told you lo More." "And now I must go. Miss Deane," hr mus. drawing a long breath, and the smile fading instantly. “I have wanted to tell you this since yester- day morning. and I was unwilling to intrude myself either into your soci- thy or your confidence. I will say good-bye to you now, out! I will go; and it is not likely you and I will moot often during your visit at Mount Otrtror.v. I nevrr visit here. as I told you. I have no right to be here now Tho hostmq never invites me, and the host is not master in his own house" we Coming of Gilliam; no childish heart 19 so full ot dire. mar. no terrtturd by a sense ot It: own ignorance and helplessness an to have for the time forgotten every suggestion ot the other womanly “any; “Well. I can ask Anne, and Anne can ask .sou," she says, falteringly. “when I want to be advlsed. Anne Is no clever and sensible, and them in that was. you and Anne can be “lends with me. I meant we should be very ttood triendtr," she hall-whis- pered with a pltllul little smite l "and when you told me you were poor, I thought I should "tr-it you wlshed --to lend you some money-it ls quite my own in two years' time- lt it would be useful to you-and Mind. I mid somrthlnz to Anne ubcut tt ymcrday..when we ,ttpaeE, i A Pretty ltlsh Romance. [ "tt,t,trtt'tttt-too-ooo---: What do they want ' It»... b "What do they want? What ought l to do?" Gillian lays. breath. 111g mat. "I hare no one to advise me. you see. I haven't many friends. (buldn't you advhe me what I ought to do t" Gillian remembers something else ho has told her at the same time, and the light In his blu'e eyes. as he told not that lriemlshlp between them was Impossible and she tries to_drnw her hands away. cruel to warn you than to simply hold my tongue." “How an! I over-trusttul and Ren- "route?" Gillian says. honestly pul- zled. "Lady Dame/r Bald that, too. Mid-why cannot you and Anne be blonds, H I wish it P' long chat," Gillian saga, timldly smil- tng, "and one was net displeased : she tee/f, me. though we did not prom- to accept anything tron me; W213, - --.-- --ri Aufi‘fifi: "o""'""'""'-;"';;-.-.'.".';---."'".-.--"'-."".-"'.",- I " " uvvcyv mg; .-...-n v- --"_- --- _ - . no wonder than Anne.” all: TE: Buys. MI eruBW an“ u.__r..-,, to care It even Gillian perceives his thoughts. "George is a disgrace to his country. Whoever heard before ot en ltlalnnan being afraid to be "Where on the face ot the earth is George t" Mr Damer demands, af- ter a searching glance Into every corner of the room. up on the win- dow at" and into the recess behind Anne's Int-p. . "Oh, he is gone," Gillian says hur- riedly. starting up and keeping well in the shadow of the window curtains. "He had to go away. he said, Mr. Dinner. He said he could not wait and he went out-oh. some time ago.” "Well, upon my word," Mr. Dame: says. toqlncenagd and disappoint?! A long time afterward, when Mr. Damer returns to the room-it having taken that worthy gentleman three-quarters of an hour to take of! one coat and put on an- other-oe is hidlng those tell-tale marks still. with her happy tears, alone with the treasure ot her new- found, glad, sweet hop: in the happy twilight. And then he stools his broad shoulders and his fair head, and kisses her hand. kisses the soft little pinky tair arm under the llsse pleatings, twice. thrice over, and then dashes out of the room, out of the house. away through the darkllng lanes and lonely woodlands from Mount Ossory, as it he had been guilty ot a. crime, and had stabbed fair Gillian amongst the flowers, instead ot leaving her to ponder over a para- dox, and to [Ede those tell-tale crim- son marks on tho soft, warm little . "Nobody," falters Gillian, burn- lng crimson to the ups of her ears. and dreadfully ashamed. "I- thought--1 tancied--you were, from the tir.st moment I met you," she adds, meaningly, and looking at hlm resolutely despite her confusion. "I was sure you wore attached to.eaeh other." "Ah--thett I ean't tell you," he says briefly. "it was a worm mite. take than you”, Miss Deane. Now, if you will pardon my leaving Fou abruptly, I would rather ge-good. bye, agqln." . . .. But Gillian. keeping back hor little hanxll in childish fashion. looks up at him through the golden twilight with shy. radiant eyes. "How With that t" Gillian asks quickly, looking up at him tor n mo- ment. "I am afraid I should." George says in a half whisper. his heart beating fast as hers. his face paling as he” blushes, the fire of his blue eyes burn- ing down into the liquid radiance of here. "Yea," he says, with her hands in his once more; "I should want much more than your money before I ac- eepted it y' V arm "So we are," answers George, cordially. "I have the greatest re- gard tor and respect tor Anne, and she ts as kind as a sister to me; but there in not an Idea of anything mor_e than friendship between us." "You are sure '.'" Gillian asks, inn very low. clear, quiet voice, as she partly turns her tatm away, and Htoops to sun-ll the verbena,tltrust- Ing her hot, sort elmeks in amongst the long, grs-en, crisp loaves. . Giliian half turns around. keeping her hand which supports her head partly asltiviiing hs-r tace-titat and tho flowers and lmu'cs. "What mum. you have thought ot me?" she 5.3.31, unutmulily, with a little quivering laugh. "Mad or ri. diculous, I am sure, I was mistaken, so absurdly. " 59mm]. I am very much ashamed. I hope you don't mind or think m, WUPHP than a very silly, Impulsive girl?" "I think you a very genProus and warm-hearted girl, who has more money than she knows what to do with," George says, rather coldly. "I am very grntvrul for your thlnk- ing so kindly or me in any case. though it was all a mistake and a far worae one than you have any idea ot," he says, bursting into a laugh. though his tunes are bitter. 7"! am afraid I should be covetous and, greedy--rritAmtut aryct.hey say." "(TCS'V'etods and moody?" she ie- peats. with her glad little trembling laugh. were , "What was your mistake y' she persists gayly. with a. glad tremor ln her tones. "It couldn’t be worse than mino --now, could it? And It, now that neltlm’r of us are mis- taken. and that I might make you " bona-fldo offer of what I offered to Anne and you in my ridiculous mistake, could you. or would you. be too proud to ever accept‘lt from me'?" "nun-“w . “c auul, allurle- "Why, are not you and Anne- lovers?" (lllllan asks, starlng at him, and waiting with parted lips and pausing heart anxiously tor his answer. "Quits; sure!” tieohre says curt- ly, but laughing. "Well, good-bye, Miss Deane." George is silent because, in fact, he is dumbfounded by the suspicion, gathering certainty with each in- Stunt, that reveals to him all that has puzzled him, that overwhelms him with shame and mortiflcation at his own absurd mistake. "Why do you couple Anne and me together in that manner ?" he asks. hurriedly. l'Anne would much rather you Uidn't T he adds, with a short laugh. "Alute'tr fortunes and mine are not bound up tdiruirdi, G"aGrTvUf, whatever you have been told or have imagined '." he adds, sharply, "39', Bathpring courage from his sl- lance. "Ian ers P" tertg!" he exclnlms, angrily, lyieed.r Who told you we 'FWA'tr,,ti'v'%, These sugared words, and bland smile. and absurdly caressing epithets, which are bestowed in unlimited measure on Gillian by her hostess, have only the result of possessing the girl of an ungrateful aversion to Lady Damer's voice, smile and touch; her influence, authority and presence. "Think what I think, Miss Deane t" Captain Lacy says, with mock grav- ity. " Ill carry your macklntosll and umbrella along with my own; and with my waterproof camp-sheet as well Itrutit you and lat least will be tyymrortable at the picnic." "'Tlmt scum)» cortainly most " hospitable and tlitscourteuas," she 51133.4 quietlyL - _ l_ "I hope -they'rP the younger branches." Mr. Damn mutters. dia- rcarprctfu1ly. " 'Pon my conscience. if I had tour old-maid daughters, as poor James Damer has, I think I'd grow melancholy mad'." . I Presently the "Dunlavln propVt"--to Lady Jeannette calls Sir James Dunner. the present owner of the bar- onetcy, and two of his daughters- drive up in a wagonette and pair ot bays, and quickly following them arrived other guests, and after a fair and agreeable arrangement of seats. the cart ot blg laden hampers ls driven ott by two men servants, and the picnic guests in barouches and Wagonettes set ott towarde Elleve~ She Is always "pairing" Gillian and Captain Lucy in one fashion or an- other. na-Mor. They travel by a circuitous route, which gives the best VleW of tho mountains and distant glimpses of the beautiful glans and rivers Is- lug away to the left on the lower levels ot the landscape. but which leaves Dari-ugh and its gray old castle far to tho right. A .. "You are inaccurate, as usual,my dear Mr. Damn-r," her ladyship says. cooly. "lt was your favorite, Mr. George Archer. who overthrew your programme. With his usual agreeable bluntness and frankness he refused my invitation to the picnic, and kindly informal us we could use Darraglt Castle for Our dance and supper in the evening as he "would not be at home.’ Did any one ever hear anything so exquisitely hospit- able and courteous as that !" And Lady Jeannette laughs, very shrillyApfleed., - _ - -. _.. "Wasn't it ?" Lady Damor says; laughing again. " Here come the Dan- lavln people, Bingham. Sir James and some of his daughters, poor, dear things y' “It was a pity ho did not join us to-day." Bingham Lacy continues. watching -her with a keen side glance. ' "And was so discourteous and in- hoqltnble into the bargain!" Gil- "I think just what every- body else thinks,” Gillian says. blushing uncomfortably, and trying to'shrlnk away from the touch of Lady Damer's hand. " You are two impertinent crea- tures!" Lady Du,mer says, with her sharp laugh, showing her 1ontr,ntlurs11- white teeth. "But It will be too bad it our day be 'spoiled."' she continues. "We are to have our luncheon at Celmanecll. and then, after a rest, we are to go up over the hill to Clenemnl, to the Mahon's farm, and have tea and a. dance in their barn, with Irish tid- dlers and pipers, and show our little cousin"'-.) her hand on Gilllau's head tigutrr---"some of our rustic gaioties." Ami Gillian looks up, with kindling WEE; - _ . . , . "Oh, yes I know," she says, uuieto 1y, too wistfully intent on gazing up that long. narrow, lonely road leading to the village. to scarcely notice who it is that has spoken Not so far. however, but as they wind around the bane of the mount- ains they can see the little white walled cabins of the village and the gray castellated old barracks on thitylope behind very plaihly. “That is Darngh Castle. where George Archer lives.” Capt. Lacy says to Gillian, ate, they drive past the crossroads in the barouohe. to "Oh, faith. no.' I waislt my hands of it altogether.'" Mr. Danger says, rather shortlynnd rosentfuily. "You rejected my programme altogeUsr, you know." "You bird ot iiiaGM her ladyshlp lays. dropping her eye-glass, with Which she has been surveying the appearance of air, earth and sky. it being one ot her dainty affectatlons to imply Ahat she Is very short- stghted. She finds it useful, and the play ot her troWrirnmed glasses ls capable of much, and rather pretty (up piquapt In expressiveness. --- “And what does our pet think '?" her ladyshjp continues with her sweetest ammo, iayiag her long, bony, white hand, with he diamond rings, on Gilllau’u head. "Yes, faith, and have Manon ex- pectin' a reduction of ton per cent. on this halt year's rent on the strength ot it!" Mr. Damnr says. with a shrug of his shoulders. "I don't know how yoiro going to get us all ovor the hills after ourlunch. eon, my lady. Speaking for my cousin James and myself, anyhow," he adds. with a chuckle. “James Damer is seventeen stone and I'm fourteen odd. Think of us, my dear," he says to Gillian. "two fat oldie!- lows climbing a mountain to get a dinner, and then climbing another to have a dance. Troth, my lady, I'll be reckoned among the missin' if I'm not among the slain at your festivities." lett tew “Perhaps you will be good nnough to favor us with an improvement of the programme since you disap- prove?“ she says, icily. And for this frolicsomv speech Mr. Dampr receives such a scathing flash of impatient contempt Irons his liege lady's cold, keen eyes that he fairly winces. Mr. Ihuner t" Lady Jeannette con- ducendi to uk her wedded lord. "Think ot the weather, my dear?" Mr. Damer mwera with aberlty. belng so honored. "Whr-upon my ttonoi-a don't know what to think. Ian afraid the tine weather has lust- ed a little too iomr." "Gracious!" Lady Jeannette can. mma Wyn: do you think alone with minutes t" a pretty girl (oi-xi of the weather, "There is Ceimanech, Miss Deane i" he mus, suddenly, as they reach the ridge of the ascent, and Gillan lees at the foot ot the precipitous green slope below " dark, crater-like hol- low, accessible only on one side where the black, sullen, lapping water touches a border of granite pebbles, and ghastly bleached boulders like the skeletons of giant corpses washed in by those sullen waves. On all the other sides it is hedged in by lolty. black preciplces, rising slimy and sheer from the black depths beneath. "You are very gem-rou- to praise Four friend so highly," she says in a low voice, sweet with gratitude, u " the radiance ot the fair fam, de- licately car-mine. tlutrlsed, delicately shadowed under the deep eyes, dark with the glad emotion of her heart. And Captain Lacy, glancing at her again, Just shrugs his shoulder- slowly. _ "Bo much tor my lady’s schemes and plans!” he says to himself. "I knew that fellow had innings from the first, and on my honor, I believe " blue eyes and broad shoulders will win the stakes after all.! This pretty little ttoft-hearted tool has fallen in love with him, as sure tur---" And hovering over the sullen. inky waters. carving and wreathing about the slimy ttlitre are tilrrty wreaths ot "It is. indeed," he agents cordially. "George ls nearly as poor as I am. but his abilities which would on- able him to surpass me easily in any career." "And he has no prospects ot any- thing better?" she ash. very, very cqt_elqwly. _"it, .its. a. great pitsf", And then Gillian looks up at him with a. swift light. and a smile “he sunlight. "What reason have I given you to imagine that t" Gillian demands, an- grily, blushing, and speaking ina cold. offended tone. "Very little reafron--iMMte at all, I might say." he replies, gently, and his voice is as soft as a _womun's. modulated and persuasive. "Your considerate policy is only from the dictates of a naturally kind dis- position and n gentle heart. But one learns a thing intuitively some- times." "Why 't" Gillian asks. smiling. “I don't find it so very arduous an un- dertaking as yet, and 1 think the air delicious and the View is splendid. I never saw anything like it'before." “Several times," he says, coldly smiling, whilst he glances scrutiniz- lngly at the changing expression ot the face which is kept now a little averted. with eyes studiously beat on the mosses and scrubby heather at her feet. “I've been here with him on his geologic expmiitionu--right across the mountains indeed. There isn't a. toot ot this rwnge out to Glenemal but George knows," he says. with lrank approbation. "He has a great amount of sound geologic know- ledge and mineraloglc knowledge as well. It [a a great pity a clever tel- low like him should be buried in a hold of a country village-with noth- ing but a land agent's duties and salary to look forward to in lite." There is no coldness or indifference in the absorbed, downcast, listening face now. back at Darnell. until the oorrlogee draw up at the toot ot the' - slope where their accent in to begin. But when they are toiling up the slopes amidst the noel-crown gren- its bowldere. sparkling with mice. and the tune and Drunken. with the grand purple, heather, crust ot Sileve-nn-Mor above their bends. darkly defined against the dealing blue ot the "' and the wow-white floating clouds. Captain Lacy ad- dnegeee Gillian again. _ - _ -- "That George Archer could be dil- Courteous or inhospitable I can scarcely benign." he lays abruptly. to test the direction of her though“: :tter‘e must have been some mitr. a e. ' "You may he wishing me a. hund- red miles ort and some one else in my place beside you, but you are too kind and Courteous to tell me so plainly; you are practicing a con- siderate policy toward me, in a word." he says, quietly. V,___...., my e'"'"")'-"""""'-"' ”WWW... "How do you like mountain climb- ing t" he Says the next minute, pleasantly. “This is your tiret at.. tempt, isn't itt I hope that you won't decide to-day that it shall be your last." “That is 'Ctrimaoeclt'--Louglt Cei- martech--'the path ot the deer,' " he says, “and these clouds are coming down to empty themselves Into Celm- lunch. It’s a favorite trlck ot theirs, Miss Deane. And as we wretched plenickera shall be seated on the shores of the lake, the clouds. ot course, will empty themselves on our heads." _ "It In very needful, however," he says. calmly. '"Yott yourself maybe prtwtlclng policy at this moment, Miss Deane." "'How so?” Gillian asks. rather t'h?Iply, but _trmiiing. "Sure!" he repeats, tragically. "It always rams at Celmanech. ex- cept on three days of the year, peo- ple any. On those day" I did not hap- pen to come, I suppose. It always rained torrents when George Arch- er and I came have te nee," Captain Lucy has found his test so satisfactory that he strokes hls long, soft brown mustache tor sew. eral minutes more In silence. " thought ao," he any: mentally; "more innings for George, because Aunt Jeannette will display her spite toward him! What tools wo- men are!" "It is bad policy of any one to show dislike. even though they may not be able to nvold feeling It," he observes. sententlously. "I hate policy."' Gillian says. curtly. Captain Lacy strokes his mustache again, and ralses hls eyebrows. Gillian is silent, vaguely under- 'rt.tyyrintrfite gerItly-epoken reproach. “Miss Deane, 'the Ides of March' have come, but they have not yet ggne,” Captain Lacy says. with an emphatic shake of his new]. "Do you see tlnose snow white clouds " gath- ering over that dark hollow to the right t" "Bo I thought,” Gillian can almply l "but I know Lady Damar does not like him." "Yea. How awfully dark and sul- len that place looks! What is it? Gillian asks, with a little shoulder. "You are sure it will rain y' Gil- lian asks. with a little amused dis- may. ' “Sure!" he repeats. tragically. "Have you head often here 't" Gil- lian asks, looking up with a, quick- 311951 interest in eyes and voice. "an adds. with a widen flush and a_areorntu) little smile. ' Laci’Viitcheo he: “faintly for sev- eral minute- ip menace. noticing pout tho-e, wistful eye- gm “When I leave home my wife al.. ways Insists upon my nppointlng the exact time when I will return. It I am late, no matter what business has detained me, she cries and takes on and declares that I don't love her. When I vow by all things sa- cred thet. 1. do, love her, and that "No, sir. I have not misled you. Gen- tlenesa in her strongest hold. It ha her gentleman that knock: me. Don't think that the scold In the worst type ot heapecklng women. for she Isn’t. Why, air, it my wife wet-ea. scold I would get mad and leave tho house. but as it is I um die- armed. I was detained by builliéis tint can]! not be postponed, she wring- her hands and weep: no violently. "If there is a man in this world that excites my sympathy it is a henpecked husband." said Col. Rimple to a New York Telegraph man. "Some time ago my friend Ameiton invited me to Co home with him. I promised. provided he would wait until {trunn- ncted a certain piece of business. Re agreed reluctantly, saying that he promised his wife that he would he home at a certain hour. After I fin- ished my business Itueoornpaaied him. A. we proceeded, he remarked: " 'Rumple, I am the Worst henpecked man In town. That's why I am in such a hurry.' " was very much disappointed when we reached the house. I expected to see a mtsaeuiine-looklng woman. with a savage face and a harsh voice; but I was Introduced to a little, meek- looklng woman, wlth dellcate lace and plaintive tone of voice. Alter supper. when Amelton and I were sitting in tho library smoking. Iremnrked; She Was Terr Gentle. " ' Bay, didn't you mlllead me about the henpeckod Malnu- T I don't know that I over - a gentler woman than your who: 6++.66.4.+HeeH+H06H066. 13++4~++¢ Mi'H-O-bé O+m++++9 rt'timiir"rfttt.r weird. horribly eat- draw? to. alumnus. rl pun; “unruly down ipfte shadowy Bollovimndet the A tourist In Ireland stopped his car at a hotel for the purpose of having a drink, and he proposed to the car man that he should have one also. Tho regolution having been carried unanimous”, the following conversa- tion took place: "What will you have, Pat ?" "F'atth, what’s yer anner gain to take?” "Welt, I shall have n. Uhnrtreutr:C' "And phwat's that t" “It’s a warming drink brewed by the monks, and they m-ll it for the bone. fit of the poor." "indade, Bar! Oi'll take that Rama, too." The Churt. reuse was brought in liqueur glasses. Pat, having emptied his glass and felt the cmnforting effect, rallies his eyep piously, and remarks with unc. tion, "May tho blaming uv Hlvven run on tho howly min that brewed this drink." Thou. musing tin empty little glass with an expression ot moi-Mu! indignation on his (use. he addu. "And tho devil take the blay- guard that invinted the glass." The 93rd was drawn up in quar- ter-(listener: column on the extreme left or the line as Colin Campbell rode down to review his forces that November afternoon. It was in tel Highland costume. with kllts a d bonnets. and wind-blown plumes. Campbell's Celtic blood kindled when he renehed the Highlanders. “Ninety- third'." he said, "sou are my own lads; I rely on you to do the work." And a voice trout the ranks in broadest Dorie answered: "Ar, ny. Sir Colin. ye ken us and we ken you; we'll bring the women and children out of Lucknow or die wi' ye in the attempt." And then from the steady ranks of the Highlander- there broke a shout, sudden and deep and stern. the about of vali- ant men-the men of the hardy North-pledging themselves to vali- ant deeds. wwu In - “vi; uUW‘.Il-Ilw - yams-m precipice and the Inn- taatitt It“ and falling clonal ot And. thrush the mm above the water, mun: the " ever and anon with 0. weird. wailing, hinting cry, the mm wind ruthe- our the enter-shaped hollow, and ruin and moan: M " triea to escape from the [smu- ot the proeip1too crass. "It is awful. terrible !" Gillian gays. shuddering and grow!“ deadtr Pt "It ll a fearful place. whim In“ dream of at night! I wish we had not come here," ache says, shivering attain, and drawing back from the mountain ridge with a. childlike motion ot nervous ter- In a wintry pariah in scanned the mini-tel. and the ruling elder went over the muir to vilit an old parish- ioner on a"'eatatecheeMntr," and the walk being a long one .their nppetitui were pretty keen when they arrived. Before commencing the serious buli- nme they suggested that the “in- ward man" was "clamoroti' Janet aoooniingiy' went to the "press," and placed on the table country refresh- mazts'. bread. milk, etc., and seating heme" at a little distance, requeeted her visitors to tall on. They soon clear-H) the board, and the minister remarked, "Now, Janet. we begin the serious business. Bo you remember the text last Sunday, Janet Ir" “Deed. ay," rt'piied Janet ; "I mind it weel-- it was: the miracle of the loaves and fishes." “And have ye pondered the subject during the week, Janet T' '"Deed I have; an' I'm thinkia' the mo that gin you and the older had been there they wadna hue laen up me many baskets Iu' T plat, like the lmake or a. giant, cul- ful-I VII enjoying everything; but this place looks like an nwlul. yawning tgrave-it looks as it i', were the portals of hell'." 'tE-ttttnts tle was Mt beauti- HOW ONE MAN 3 WAS HENPECKEDE ONTARIO ARCHIVES TORONTO em be continued.) The dawn some persons - - Hope because they keep tholf qu- closelt undated. _ J As a. further demonstration of up effect of advent-mg the Km.- Clty Journal ttotea that "Hon. J. B. Fug-ate, at Wellington. advertlnd I. Friday'l [upon- tor a girl. That night nu wife prfrented him with a. ten. “Several guns and swords are " wsyl lying by the side of my bed. or the chair on which I an outed. within reach ot my hand. and old- Wed hot-sen are always kept ready, in froat of my ottiee, not only tor myselt. but for all my courtiere and personal attendants. . ket. ' In an unused grate or up a. cut.- my. t in sofa pillows or furniture. , . In the ice cheat. "'rt certainly in not tt oomplinent' to the ability of a profession” to secret goods in any or those plane. and not expect him to tInd them without hall an effort. The moaned out volume of Dickens or Thackeray; is as easily located, and the dis.- monds or roll of “10110) which takel the place pt literature is a familiar. find. The piano orto Molds tsmir,' harvest, and the shut-s worn the day before. left standing at right angles in the middle or a bedroom,' floor. 0tMte-4a my salad darts-l col- limated a pair of such rhoea. and u they fit neatly kept them tor my, own use. One Ihoe always pinchedf me. and one day 1 Hit down end due a $50 bill out or tho toe of that? shoe. Why, it might have crippled me in time. . “And one night I slept In the cunt chamber ot n gentleman whenI we. oat ot town with " Indira I never slept so btrdly--itt In ofirA '"1 have also orderml that a con. slderablo numlmr of gold col“ should be sewn into the saddle»!!! my hone: when required for a jour. ney, and on both sides of the ad- dleo are two. revolwrs. I think It In neeeasury in such a warlike coun- try that the sovereign. and on- peclally a trttvereitrtt who ll I lol- dler himself. should always be a well prepared tor an o-mergenc! I. a. aoldler on the field or battle Al- though my country is. perhaps, mac. peaceful and safe than many out- conntrlel. one can never be toe caution or too well prepared.” an: I an M ma - think I In sunning her. l A Dunn-In; Flu-co. "She hu a way ot I!“ Bttd tumult over in bed with s Uni ot acquiring “ounce, and Inn.“ ot asking me. an is her custom. It I have locked til the doors, the was: out}! btd with a suppreopqd ‘Oh, me '." and goes on a toar at inque- tion. Every time the - down l try to convince her that the in wrong and that I do love her, but Just u soon as l say a word my break. out afresh. and turn. away with another despairing "ounce. Next morning she ttt'tis up below I awake. When i got up I tind her at tho breath-t table, with swollen eyes and an expression or such an- nual-able sadness that \I feel “kt kicking nape". That ll what I call the worst kind or unpacking. and ddn't misunderstand me when I say a man doesn't want more than two such Biases a month.'" " ‘I am always as ready In a col- dier on the march to .1 battle, la web a manner that I could curt without delay In case of emergency. .The pocket- ot my coats and trou- sers are always filled with loaded revolvers, and one or two lonvec oe bread tor one day‘s food. m- bread ls plunged every day. - t Chit-Noord-Herald. T "tq-ee-q-H-HHH.. "It lm't up to me." said tttrt I'D- tlred burglar, "to tell “More to Did. your valuables so that you cannot! have them stolen, but I can tell you where not to um them. and save you lots or troutrlo in gm“ them up. Here is a Inst ot hiding places to avoid: Crrattdtather'tt clock. iL'urttiartsh1det N may be wrong. but the time ll. coming when there will be a. but-o. glare" union, which will inlurc Net; tor both the owner or \alueblos out the man who lives by his wits-.1104 steals in the dark, in disguise. when his better: steal in the daytime. unmasked. It a man can sloop with his door. und windows open with-t. out fear of burglarloas intruder. by paying a moderate men-mont- on his superfluous luxuries. I be- lleve it would be for the mood or, the Commonwealth. Some time . will draft a constitution and by. laws from my viewpoint. You let. I have had experlenve." , It is always best lo he prepared for anything that might happen. tmiss seems to be the creed of the Ameer ot Afghanistan, tor in MI book, “The Life of Abdur Reba“. Amir ot Afghanistan." he an: 7 Tooth Powder In them Orton.) l In the mattresses. Under the carpets. (Easily Mental In sneak shoes.) In the rag bucket or waste Ink title retired burglar looked thoughtful tor a moment, than " 88.19 In a. prophetic \joim:_ -- _ Good (or m tooth _ , not 3.4 for Good eoaeai1 trtNtttzhaiqthtYat.1ritga"2 E SECRETS op t A BURGLAR. gum-pawn +W "And one night I hlet in the guest dumber of n gmnlemnn who we; out ot town with his family.» I never slept so badly-in an 0104 gait room and in n mattretre ”I... with 40 pounds of white hair. 1ttad! horrible dream”, and in the morn-i lug there was a. lump in my old. no. big as an apple. Now what don‘t! think 1 had lain all night on - diamond sunburst that had given! me all those bad dreams and and!!! broke a rib. Such mwlhoda of [Add lug valuables are barbarous." . Stu-canons Life or the Auk. 'EALL&RtrtStBG I.” I Adveruslng Pays. 255 44'”.