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" young woman wa- nmond spent several N illll illlE E ABOUT $60,000. 'tlmated at HE IS OFF. R EXPLODED. ’NSUMPTIVES. “or um: ml pho controllable. and In M: bunting :ndhinlng a east, occupied by unless and aime- z-luped in the nerr the connection”! tigars was nImoat rwarth, w.thin the [ourln more can. of c. Newman and , iiouor store, on next attacked by t ma A. Newman and liquors and gro- auctiou room; W : Hare In"!!! awed to Dent. House. . Jan. T.-mtet " an. Oil coar. ion at B- It! 'men were sev- 'teta-tttred painful 't the tire in an- cut] to have been [muting a ar- Central mm] J. hauler. bar- lugrupher. orth every e!- sly handicapped. in the avenue 'hiln tho engine the Town Hall ctrmg cl well ll Ann, his ao- 311:0 ot the " M W re as tol- " and Cogb- , note. J. B A. St. " as now. A to tho " head- ..F ' New Model. Merr1qtt portly tirhtrttrte Au, 7%; "Oh, Indeed.' To America?" re- peats Lady Dinner, with a meaning accent. "Ah, I see. You have not thought fit to give me a lengthy notieo ot Four departure. But I sup- pose lean understand it." Anne remains sllent a. minute. " You told me three months ago I could go when I llked," she says, 1rieeir." "I like to go now, Lady - ._ Stop- the Cough I and Works oe the Cold. I tie Momma '1‘.me . cold know}; soon". New. Fri'GUu'i'i2! And no she remains, and prefers to remain, in utter ignorance of any additional facts respecting his depar- ture, or the receipt. of that letter of ME by Gillian. " Att, you want to avoid the {use and extra work of Miss Donne‘s wedding, I suppose F' Lady Damer retorts, with her cruel smile. .. It is rather ungrateful ot you to treat me no cavalier” to suit Four own feelings; Int I suppose I ought not to won- Lady Jeannette cannot and will not commit herself to ask of Anne " single question about that fatal nlght when poor George Archer was driven out like Ishmael into the wilderness of the world. She shrewdly guesses that Anne could give her-it she would-ample information on the subject; but Lady Dumer remembers the homely pro- verb and "lets sleeping dogs Me." But with the impassive silence, the unspoken resolves, and the strong in- fluence 0‘1 Anne's proud spirit ever near her, she can know no rest. "I Hum get rid of her in some way tor awhile," Lady Dumvr muses in dire pvrplexity. "To take her With me m not A, be thought of. " I could trust her with Gillian, or Gillian with l1er-ot which I am tar from tooling certain-I dare not trust her with Blnghnm; he is as weak as a stein of silk in a clever woman's hands. I dare not leave her here, either," she thinks, diutractedly; “the ungrateful creature is quite cup- able or cleverly bringing about the overthrow ot all my plans, and batch- ing some plot with that good-lor- nuthlng husband ot mine. It they had time and opportunity, I should find that Ishmael had been reinstated. and the tatted cull killed for him--. perhaps living at Mount Ossory, the master of the house, and 'the mun- arch of all be surveyed !' Hurry Damer could do it it he liked.” she mum, nervously. "Mount (usury is not emailed I wonder is that part of what he threatened he would do l!_he round out I betrayed the truth." uyn,_c§6lly Mtrer. And dismayed though she is and en- raged as well. at the Irreparnble loan of the services of her hitherto pa- ttant slave. Lady Dame:- la obliged to “bruit with outward calmness to what she cannot avoid: and as the hrs pass on. she see- it is her best She cannot breathe quite freely with Anne O’Neil's presence near by, and the possibilities of Anne's un- tamed spirit, ever ready tor revolt against the smooth wrongs and placid tyranny of her life, Joining issue with her ttttttttand':'--- Damer'g--tmilen suspicions, and both together springing a mine beneath her feet when she least looks tur dan- ger and discovery. 7 7, Two days after Mlle Deane's en- gagement has been known through the household, and on the occa- Mon of Lady Damer alluding to the proposed tour, and some impending wardrobe preparations, Anne quietly begs leave to resign her gtuatlon as Lady Damn-'- “compan- n." "To Lon?ton" at first-to America late; or),", Anne replies, epmppmsdlr. Lady Damer is almost speechless with dismay. She has never contem- plated the Idea of actually parting forever with the valuable services of lttT_trrttep "companion." __ - law. Captain Binghnm Lacy ot the 18th Lancers, is the son ot the late Lady Louise and Colonel Lacy. C. B., nephew ot Lady Jean- nette Dinner, and heir presumptive to an earldom. And then Lady Damer feels, after those letters are all safely on their way, that her next achievement must be in carrying att her prize out ot all possible interference. But Anne tiereeit relieves her em- ployer of all anxiety on her behalf ln_one unmet.“ -- - " "Indeed'. You wish to leave t Where are you going P' she asks, with stormy wrath in her eyes and in_ h_er haughty voice. _ _ of his ion-ship. the Right Honorable the Earl ot Ferrard," informing them- selves from Lady Damer'n letter, wherein gracious condescension and stately friendliness are so cleverly blended that Mr. Deane cannot per- use the touching allusions to " the mutual deep affection which exists between the young people," with- out likewise being dazzled by an array of glittering statements to the effect that his proposed son-in- law. Captain Bingham Lacy C'"""'"'"'"""'"""""""-- "15d"; t Th C . . . i "rs'i,?,'ti'r'y t e omlng of Gillian: . 2332ch p ' l t A Pretty Irish Romance. f 2251,01 '""""""-oooo-ooo-o.,. mmo , "ta, l plnl‘ \flnu rum.....-... -.--- . _ or For Miss Deane’s engagement to Captain Lucy is new int 24 hours old; but already three letters are winging their way across the At- lantic, to inform Mr. Deane and his new found American friends that his daughter has been sought in mar- riage by "a member ot the British aristocracy." This is how Mr. Deane and his aris- tocratic republican acquaintances ai- lude to the gentleman whom they delight to describe as "a grandson g The Coming Jiiiiiiifii' e'"'"'"'"-- t t . 'rg supppse you ought not," Anne "'mii,,juri,c'?""i""'itrrce1t 1cv'atvtidiii"trdi. A Pretty Irish Romance. "She ls not false to her old true lover, I hope." Lady Damer says, at- Jecting to Utter. "It does not look like it, at all events, when she re- sigma: her situation as precipitately as he resigned Ills, and rushes of! to America, after him '." "Yea, I know that," the poor little girl says, In trembling. quick tones. and with a painful assumption of a smlJe. "No, she will not be false to him, t hopes" "I hope not, either," Lady Damer repeats. with judicial precision. "Al- though neither she nor her lover hare behaved with much gratitude or consideration to either Mr. Damer or myself, he for some flimsy excuse or other, throwing up his situation at a. moment's notice. to Join this Man- itch. Expedition. I suppose Bing- hqujAcxpiained " all to you. dear?” "Oh. is.” Gillian saysfgazlng Into the makings ot the Terbetta leave. If the rpsults satisfy her they are Vinible enough. Tho slender young form, the white, stricken face, and white, trembling lips seemed to droop and fade in the blightim: misery which Lady Damer'a wilLund words 1tarts, wrought. U It is tho titurt tlmo since he went away that she has uttnred his name to Gillian, and a swift glint of In. uulry flash”) from beneath her eye- lashes at the face and figure stand- ing by the Jardiniere to note the effect of her words. A gray cold shadow of pain falls over the soft young {we at the other side of her ladyshlp’s work-table, and she starts up herrkdly and goes over to a Jardiniere of flowering and frag- rant plants at the window. "She may have given me to under- stand that her absence would be but temporary," Lady Dntupr says. frig- ldly, with the cold, cruel emlle In her cold eyes, "and she has not confided in me, certainly. But, my dear Gil- liam, I (10 not assert what I do not knot to be the truth, and I have known for a, long time there was a secret understanding and a. secret attachment trstwcen hot. and George Archer." “Captain Lacy has hoard nw," Gil- lian says, cnrtly. and frowning on her ladyship'n poetry and "gush" to- gether. "I told Captain Lacy never to mention Miss O'Neil‘s name to me, tar I hated her!" “I thought you said her resigna- tion was only temporary, Lady Da. mer t" Gillian remarks. "You said she was going to London to see some friends." I 'My child, what would poor Bing- ham say if he, heard you?" she says aloud, with a gentle deprecatory smile and shake of the head. “He who thinks you 'a creaturtt- "Quito too wise and good For human nature's daily food." His 'hright particular star' of adorn, tiont" I "Gillian, my love!" Lady Damer oxpostulates, with smiling reproach and keen glances. "Surely not be- cause Bingham used ttr-as all young men will do-used to flirt with poor Anne, that you are. so dreadfully an- gry with her ? Poor thing! She could hardy help liking and admiring him. you know." "My darling child T her ladyshlp says, with a shocked gesture, " how very wrong'. You must not say you hate any one, dear!" - A - "Nothing of the kind, Lady Dam- er," Gillian answers with a scorn- fni light in her eyes that amazes that astute person. "Captain Lucy's flirtation with Miss O'Neil is no con- cern or mine. I hate her because she is false to everyone." "WellfI won't say it; I will feel it silently," retorts Gillian, curtly. "I know It is wicked. I feel wicked," Gillian says, with struggling breath, and changing color, "but I hate the very letter 'A' because it is her initial1. I hope after oe. is gone that you will never let me hear her name, Lady Unmet." "Good heavpns! Jtualousr'." her ladyshlp thinks, with deepening um Business. "My dearest child," romonstratos her ladyshlp, aghast at this display of emotion. "It is not Christianlike, nor Indeed Indyliku, to express your- self so strongly. What has poor Anne done to displease you ?" “I am very glare no man it," Iru. tian says, crimsoning and paling. "I detest her, and I hope I shall never see her nor hear ot her again." Bat when she adrily informs Gillian only the very evening before Anne’s departure of the fact ot her compare ion. "resigning her situation for the present," she is startled at the re- ception which her ncws meets. . "You will at least write to me, I hope, Anne, and tell me it you are well and comfortable, wherever you are P' she asks, reproachfully. “I can- not think why you have treated me so nnkindiy, up if I were your; enemy and not your friend-your true friend, whatever you may think," she adds, impressively. "For," as she says to herself, "there is no reason why, by and by, when Bingham is once married safely to Gillian Deane, Anne should not come back to me again." And she almost makes up her mind that when Anne is going out of the house she will make " magnunimous speech and gently al- lude to her possible future return and possible future restoration to her em- ployer'o favor. policy to treat Anne at least with seeming kindness, and to make use ot her willing hands and clever brains up te the last moment she spends in the to the house. r', "Poor broken-down, badly-treated man, or wouidn't give way litre this '." he says. in a fragmentary manner. with his handkerchief to his eyes. "Very badly tvwd.'---ttadly used! Been a fool and a. coward, and, didn't do what I would have done'." He strikes the table with clinched fist and gleaming eyes. "Been a iool‘and a coward, but I've been badly used. Find it all out one day, ay, andbe sorry. too. It'll be too late than! Ar, be very sorry them maybe, that Judged so harshly. Person I liked, and bled.) may gay." I Tue “at!" Bruno Quinlan Tablets. All d in: refund the money it it lath lo Mme. E. W. Crow‘s “nature is on etch box. 2K. TypiranVO I.romo Quinjpg Tablet; "'Needn'tt. Don’t want prayers. Pray for myself it I like '." he re- torts. with tipsy dignity, and then his mood changes, and covering his face with his hands, he bursts into tears. in his desolation which none of the insults she has hex-sell endured could bring there--"Mr. 'Damer, please do shake hands wlth me and my good- bye to me! I am going away be- cause I can’t stay here any lunger, and my only friend bvsides yourself has gone away. I cannot stay here any longer, Mr. Damer, but I will remember your kindness to me all tho days of my litr, and will pray tor_rott as long as I ,llvel" "Mr. Damer," Anne- says. tears {“1ng ler {eyes for the unhaprtmtut "U knew long ago. Anne," she says, with icy scorn. "that there was nothing which I could do for you or could give you which would content you but one thing. So I have not troublzrd myself. It you had been satisfied to be like a sister to mo, my house should be your home niways. You wanted more than that. You wanted what you could not have --situuld not have-should not have dreamed ot having-the position of the daughter ot the house-- tho mistress ot Mount Os.. wry by and by I Your ambition was so absurd, as unrea- sonable as it was ungrateful, and it has brought Its own punishment.” To CURE A COLD " ONE nay hear!" he says. thickly, standing up with great dignity and waving away Anne's proffered hand. "Go ‘way. I say! Get rid of you all.' You’re all alike! A pack of cheats! Ay, tttout-elitist. Tltat's the word --cheats! He leaves me--now you want to cut ott with yourself. Byme by. to-morr', my wite'0 out off with herself-tshouldnt care much it she did," Mr. Dinner says, with a grin of much. sly humor, ra- ther marred by a lock of strag- ling gray hair getting into his eyes. "r'm tlred o' the high horse. My lady's tond o' ridin' that ani- mall Go 'way-whole pack o' you'. Get. on better by myself a lot." But the miserable man, halt-intox- icated, as he usually is now of an evening. can hardly understand her, and resents her departure as unin- sult and injury. "Go 'way, then! Go 'way.' You Sim has hidden Lady Damcr good- bye last night, and her ludyship, lt- rltuted and troubled at the loss of the girl'" schism, and the voices of consclenco, which will not be quieted at all times” has vented her mam}. in giving Anne the briefest of parting words with a keen-edged taunt among them. (She would be glad to see frowns of anger, tears of indignant shame on that proud, calm face. But 'Hhe sees nothing. The face Is as mar- ble in its haughty placidity to all the bared darts and thrusts of her ladysh'lp's spite. 7 Later on, when the door of her lady-mistress' room has shut be- hind her tor the last time, Anne seeku Mr. Damer to bid him good- bye. . She thinks of 'it all, she remembers it till-each throb of passionate Joy, each pang of cruel pain in this part- ing hour, and there is speechless agony behind that pale, proud face and that self-possesaed bearing as Rhe sees her trunks, containing all her worldly belongings, put into the wagcnette, and then she herself, without one to shed a tear lor her, or to give her "God-speed," mounts into tho carriage beside her luggage and is driven away. And then there came days when flowers of Paradise seemed to bloom and the sunlight of Paradise to shine in the lonely girl's pathway, and when the tempting whis- per came to eat of the fruit which was forbidden to'her, Eve's daughter plucked and tasted; and into Paradise came the shadow ot pain, and its gluries passed. away. Her loveless, Joyless. orphaned girl.. hood has been spent In schools In Ireland, in England. and in France, drudging tor her hardly-won edu- cation. her hardly-earned board and lodging, in teaching- children even from her own Childhood's days. And, after the days ot dreary routine, of dreary abodes, of unlovely sur- roundings, of meager tare, and meager existence generally, llfe in the handsome old country-house, with her stately patronetsa, and the genial, easy-going. good-natured master of the household, had seem- ed to poor Anne an abode in an Eden ot peace and plenty. Cold and harsh as has been authority over her, hard as been her ill-paid labor. scant has been her joys, bitter and her secret griefs, still it has the .onlr real home she has kn_an. ever loved. Bat she says no further word of remonstranee to Anne O'NeiN de- parture. no word ot a possible wel- come back. And so, when the end of the week comes, in the silvery haze of the early autumn morning, before the rest of the household are waking, Anne O'Neil takes her leave ot the place, which she had once faintly hoped, In fond dreams of days that are gone. would be her home for last six years P' And considering what her lady- shlp knows, and what she does not know but nervously guesses at, it will be acknowledged that these bold statements do credit alike to her cont-see and her lnventIon. He Vdroopi his" grey head on ' one --“that Is. he had lett." $3732; her if'.?",'. 'st. a._moment'l notice, told me Mr. Archer as deep been ever the An eligible house in London-small, but perfect In its way-introductions to leading members of society, Gll- llan's presentation "on her marriage," the small. choice dinner parties, the tsarttNlly-c1ioirert acquaintances, the brilliant little reunions. "Only we must depend on outside supplies tor their brilliancy." her ladyahlp says, with an exceedingly depreciatory cu! of her lip; " that insipid girl has neither vivacity nor good temper. to say nothing of the least savou- faire." . ' With her known acknowledged birth and breeding, and her nephew‘s well.. bred manners, lmndwme face, and knowledge of the world-an army man and member of a west-end club, as he igr--the meek young wife's wealth will prove an open sesame to even exclusive clrcles. Lady Jeannette Damer dreams of those days of com- Ing pleasures, as she plans and scheme- and calculates In that buy, clever brain of he". It In needless to any that her lady- ehip does not utter her opinion thus frankly to her nrphew concerning the girl she has urged him into woulng She tells her soul that she has much gouu's' laid up in store; that she has laid the foundation of years of prosperity; that she may now eat, drink and enjoy life in the conscious- ness that her nephew's riches will mean multiplied comfort to hers-ell; money repaid to her, money passlng through her hands, an increase ot that small balance at her banker's, new dresses and jewelry, and beat ot all. the advantage; of money, to re- open the magic portals ot "soclety" to her after years of cxile. And" so Anne O'Neil takes her last leave of her home In Mount Oasory. CHAPTER XXXII. And then, when the two obstacles In' the path of her desires have been cleared away by her ruthless will, Lady Jeannette Dame:- sohloquizes with; herself after the fashion of the fog} in {lolx Scripture. Noiseless as a shadow, pale and sad as the ghost or dead hope, she glides down' to the door of the room where he lies sleeping calm and soundly. She kisses the handle ot the door which his hands have touched ; she lays her cheek to the panels which his clothes have touched in passing. and she kisses the threshold over which his feet have trod, while her tears fail in slow drops ot anguish wrung out of her_heart’s despair. Gillian she dares not intrude on, and she. would not it she dared; and she spoke, her last word to Bingham Lucy In that midnight interview twelve days before. Bat early the next morning, early in the gray dawnlight, when all ls still, and all are sleeping save her- self. pom- Anne O'Neil takes a speech- less tarewell of the love of her life. "Mr. Dinner, unsay that dreadful word!" she says. trembling with earnestness. "Not your curse; that will only, Call on your own head. Not your curse. sir, but your blessing on poor George! Your blessing on him, Mr. Damert. It is all you can ever give him now i" she says, solemnly. "It ite all you can ever give him now! Bless him, and forgive him, as you hope to be forgiven by your Father which is in heaven." She raises his hand to her ills, and goes away, to her own room for the last; time. For there are no more farewells for her to make. He staggers back against the wall as he speaks. and his crimson face suddenly changes to u. sickly pal- lor; and his trembling hands tear at his necktie and collar as It he wr're choking. Ann Anne, hastily pushing an easy chair beside him. almost forces him into it, deftly draws ott hie necktie, and opens the window to give him. air. And then she bends over him ere she leaves the room. “For I had better Lyn without even saying good-bye," she thinks. sor- rowtully. "If he is excited any more, he might die in n. tit on the spot. Dr. Coghlnn said both he and his cousin, Sir James, were liable to upoplexy at any time." But she tatreshis hand in the tare- well of which poor Harry Damcr him- self is not conscious. I told hlm so many a. time! It was a. He! He wanted to be off. He wanted to be off, and get rid of all, and he didn't care a crooked straw what any one felt or grieved for him! And he's gone now, and my cage go with him l" "Look yeh, here. Amie O'Neil!“ he says. vehemently, and forgetting ew. erything but the one subject of his anger and misery, "don't you ever dare to mention his name to me again if you live twenty years in my house! I'll never forgive him! Never! The longest day I live. He's a cruel. black-hearted, selfish tscamp-that't' what he is! To treat me so for the sake ot a chit of a pale-ttused girl'. And that’s a lie, tool" he says. hoareely and savagely. "He could have had her if he liked! A bit of a. pale faced child like her t. She wouldn't have said 'no' to him, it he wanted her! She'd have Jumped at him. and "And you have ruined his life. and Four cruel wife has made him know all Four shame and all his ruin l" Anne thinks, sighing. "rt is easy enough to understand, though poor George would not tell me the wretch- ed truth Inst night. I guessed well enough. I guessed long ago I" But Mr. Damer, who. through his sob: and tears, nan been drinking tlllrstily all the time, now struggles up to his feet once more, with in- creased rage and excitement. "Didn'tt B’lles! Didn'tl Ungrate~ tul blackguard! Brought him up like a, son. ar, I did! Never grudged him anything I could give him I" Mr. Dunner interrupts turiot1trts, as hll last glass of whiskey. slightly diluted, followed Its numerous predecessors. “Scoundrel! never even bothered himself to any 'ttood-hare!' Without a. good-bye after almond-twenty years! There's usage! Grateful! Ah! the' scnmp o' the world! He's broken my heart .t-that's what he'te done!" and the unhappy man began sobbing again. “Yes, I know," Anne says. sooth- lngly, but slghlng hopelessly. She knows enough to know there ls too dark and painful a secret beneath his pitiful wandering tor her to at- tempt to probe it. 'a know, Mr. Dunner, you were always kind to him. and thought highly of him." she says gravely; “and he was always grate- fat, always respected, and felt a deep attachment to you whlle he w:_1._s ip1rpur, employment--" hand again, and tries to wipe away the tut-coming tears with the other hand, all then tries to pour oat more whllkey. with the shaking grasp on the bob. the. ' ONTARIO ARCHIVES TORONTO "Then he mock hands with me with great cordlelity and told me he hoped to see me engaged in some other busineas next year. and went out ctepplng tho Virginia. ram. He was back with. me about three week- later, mint that he'd ascertain- ed that he had a weak heart and that it required frequent bracing up to in Job. “Another bright canine we! the one who druted In on me along to.. ward midnight a couple of year. ago this coming New Year’s swear- off hour. Be was a. fine-lowing, well-dream. middle-aged man, and has but a pretty mellow bun on when he strolled up and naked me to un- buckle a quart of the golden fussy an“ tron France for him. “He invited me to join him In a glass or so' pt it, and we got to talk- Ing. I'd never seen him before, but it developed right away that he be- longed to the and: that wan to swear “Pass me my brand, quick.' he yelled at: ma as he came in the door, holding his open-laced watch m one head. 't fell asleep on the lounge, and the Whlstles woke me up, but it Isn’t my New Year! by my watch, --it'a three mmutea shy ot it yet. The New Year's that this watch starts a-golug is good, enough for me.’ and no titrewta one after an- other, looking all tho time at his watch, as it he was going walnut plank: 'rartsaparilla instead ot old private stock with. a clutch. "When New Year's finally does limp around most of 'em are In shape tur about thirty days' rest and quiet In some wooded retreat up in West- chester county, and on top of this they daily with the yen-hok enough to dream that they'll be able to chop oft tho old thing as sudden as the full ot a trip hammer when the belts begin to clung out the old year; "That'd make 'em sore and they'd probably cut me out for keeps." re- plied the saloon man, dlscontentedly. "This swearing-off game is a kind ot a religious rite with a lot ot tel- lows. and they begin to figure on the lat of January tor about a couple o' months before that date swings around. l V " Why’don't you hang up a. Sign. Swear-offs don't Ro here. Do it ticanewhore else t' " "Two minutes after midnight on last New Year's a customer of mine who lives In a. flat a. couple of blocks down the street, came pant- ing in here as it the cops were after him. His raglan was buttoned up around lulu neck-he hadn't had tune to put on any coat under- oeatit-and his shoes were untied. "Then, when they come to on New Year's day, they're pulsled mam- klns. that's al1--paiaied Innnlklns. There's only one man in forty that ever seems to understand, or wants to understand. that it's a case of going into traln'pg to come off right in the swear-off game. It'e got to be gradually led up to with a carefully worked-out taper. "After their elaborate swear-offs in here, you see. they're ashamed to drop around until the recollection ot Um swear-offs la a, sort ot back number. They make their sWenrmUs so rummily solemn and lead-piper that they feel guilty and it takes 'em about a month. to muster up enough nerve to drop in on thelr old stamping ground." "That’s the way it's been with that gang of boys tor years. luwlch they'd do their swearing off at the follow’a place around the corner. Then I wouldn't. lose 'em for the whole ot January. "Yea, like I lose the mortgage on thla outfit for the whole year." re- plied the saloon maul. sarcastlcally. "Those fellows“ alt be in here up to midnight on New Year's even. and when they’re tanked up to where their hair's parted, they'll all swear ott acuordlng to schedule. when the cuckou In the clock up there pops out and gets all his little bleat at the strlke ot IL'.. "Then they'll whirl out, and I won't see any ot 'em again tor about u. month. The duck around the cor- uer'll get their trade in the mean. time. (N. s. Sun.) "D’je hear them 'r" disgustedly in. quired the proprietor or an onyx-trim- med saloon on Amsterdam avenue the other nagul. as a. hilarious party of meta passed out wrong" the swinging doors. unaumg voluuly and vinouu. ly. "i'll be Icemg 'tatt all for about u. mouth alter Aew Yetur'tr, and tltey're good customers." and the saloon man sloslned the glasses around in the luvlsible sink and looked pruned. "Didn’t you new 'em all swearing they were going to swear oft for 190: on New lear's ?" growled we su- loou man. "Utrutr--trure; than you lose 'em fol-"the ..rtoole.year, don't you P' "Howre that ?" asked the Ieyy)atoet the cigar case. k 0113811011 " LDIBITUDR. [Imam the Customers Into Pal and lanikins. "Then, along about the first of Feb- ruary. they’ll begin to drop in, one by one. looking sheepish. and give me their custom again for the Fear. Most of 'cm 'il tell me that their doctors roasted 'em when they found out that they'd mvorn off, and that the medical ttharps advised 'em to begin again and take a little stimulant right along for their stomachs sake." BETTING READY IN QUIT l Saloon Man's Tim the Annual Bantam. tor his wife. With' him, as with her. my Dune:- Ieea plunly enough that the bomb they have entered Into hold them but in a cold alliance ot mutual qympaxhx tor each otttor'a misfor- tuna, mutual angry despair tor the love and the duke. that have mocked them, mutual friendly igtdif- {avenue to the are they may 'spend te gather. . . \ SHARING-OFF. (To be continued.) About Flux. Did you ever pull flax? It is work that; main»; Four black acluu I can tell you. How (in I know 1' Well. I‘r. heard! men say so, and I know “at the ttax is tthort- not so tuli " wheat-and is pulled in small buncheo aa large an a man can well gr” in his hand. The seed is taken at when the MIR in well dried. and the than " placed out or doom in the sun and rain, ttutll the straw rota. who (In: from which thread in - and linen cloth 'FoFen-rotgr abla- cioth and nation. you ttnow-U t. covering ot t 0 can ot the flux. at in cotton only alter the strut or [with in rotted or broken. Flax not hmnndupauioll is messed thoro- trou. and In and. besides. in the an: of vast-h. in m manne- turo points. with which our not... pro not“ he need- aro and Thes cost 25 cents a box. You can nnd them " Four drumzlst'l or. if you do not, forward the mono], direct to “I and we will lend tho tablets prepaid. The Dr. William!‘ Medicine Co., Dept. T., Brockvlllo. Ont. . I 1n trot elude" and dirt out of boy-'- und - eye; Did you. ever have t flu-39d In your eye? Welt, It yo‘ cluncq to get a, otttdere or any other Impurity. In your ere, a. flamed wilt find It an} bring lt out. But It h nut a comfortable experience. and t would not advise you to put a and" Into your eyes Just tor the [In at. lettlw a naxseed bring It out. .5. Philadelphia. Ledger. WU .. t. ' Mrs. John McEwan, Bathertrt Ttb lnge, N. B.. wrltea: "My baby was almost conutantly troubled with colic before I gave him Baby's Own 'utr. leta. but llnoo giving them to him I. has not since suffered. Every mother should keep these tablets nlwuyl " hand." Never give the babies Io-caliod matting medicines which simply pt the into an unnatural sleep. '11:... tablets are small, sweet. pleasant to take and prompt in acting. Dissolv- od in water. they will be when read. ily by the smalls-t infant. l i For Simple levers, colic. constipa- tion, disordered stomach. diarrhoea. irritation accompanyinc the outing of teeth and indigestion. Baby": 0" Table“ are a. certain cure. In rm in almost any disorder common to children these tablets should be give- nt once and relief may. be promptly, looked tor. , ' in a. camel. He was solemnly greet- od by the gang of swear-o". stand.‘ in: around. but he ropellPd their greatlngs with great dignity. "'GeettIemen,' said Smith. taking: 5 stand. “I have discovernd that I ain't om, o' your huh yet. It's thush way. My father was a shktppnr of adeep- wnter ship. 'n' 1 Wash horn on his ahlp in Rooahun wntnrs Con-o- quently, I'm a Man. 'n' m' mun. ought t' be Shmithshky 'r Hhmithi- silky. 'r trhotnsdtin' like that. 'nhtmd o' Shmlth. Th' Rooahnn New Year‘lh' heginah on January the 14th. Con- aheqnontly. I not a two wvoknh‘ A Joy and Treasure When Good. Natal-ed and Healthy. All children In overy home In the country need at some time or other. a. medlclne such as Baby's Own Tab- lets. and this famous remedy bu cured many a sex-loan llluesi an! saved many; a little lite. “other. 1:313: upon having It because " con- talnc no opiate or harmful drugs. It in purely vecetable. sweet and plea.- anj to take and prompt in It: effect. " 'Sure, Pit open you ”other: I and. ‘hut Fou'vo only got twenty, mood- left. you know. How d'yo enact to tiniatt, It before New Year'at' L “Ask me a. hard one,' said In. beaming won me ptrtronisutgl.v 't'm Com Chicago. Live there. Huur'dl' du'r-rlt; 'n time 'tween New York 'tt Change. I'm shwuurm’ oft Chicago time.‘ l ' "Wlllch put that second quart 0. me. and I was glad to blow him to It. He stood up and hammered “use more bottles or (in before lo'clook. New York time. tossing ort the last. glass on the stroke. and then he bade me an affectionate good-hy and went his path. ott at nihilism. Prom-ed Mo to” to out 1t out. no told no crumbly. and ho Intended to any with ma pro- bear host. ', "Re puetiattod that first quart. and In" 5 minute before mldntxm. when all the rest of the wear-of! bunch were standing by with. their Inn tod.. dlen in their mitts, he calmly request- ed me to unhook one more gilt-mil- ed bottle ot the same. Well. l couldn't help pinching out a. bit ot “Another ono of 'em who fumed up a. Icheme to ptmtt back the do: of gloom a; for as possibln van a. NIH man named Smith. who WM a rent)- lar customer of mine while he had his business up in this neUthborhood. Smith got the swear-off bug had . couple of weeks before New YGIP'I. but it always hit him hardest An tho morning. _ "Ho wasn't quite so sure about. It along toward tho afternoon and oven- Ing, when _hts not softonnd up. But a. sense of pride kept him to the swear-oft word that he'd passed around to all hands. On the - night of the year he dropped in with' pm of 'em on that wouid have caved roehplte. 7 Donvi have t' shwénrwbifvt till Romlmn New Year-'51: creepsh 'lone. How's}! that l" “The menu-bark of tho -nr-otr punt Indln'nantly refuted Smith'n way of doping it out. but he stayed with It. " “Gimme sllmoro vodka,' Mmith “I still saying to me. at 1 o'clock OI New Your": morning." _ Sozodont 5...“th Me 1arruqMdaatdNwder2Se Good for Bod Tooth Hot Bod for Good Tooth] HALL t RUCKEL. loam}. BABY IN THE HOME.