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hat the fault lay with nson,. of the MOIN rlected to obe m he â€" Way. t‘()lllJM m rd, and 4 yelling of Survivors. RA M. P.,. Killed nt isincs® gnon, Montreal, pecial train in e train sto stone wall. m d there was a ig in front, just . I shot liKe an over two m v. When I got ~Several of the injured in the â€" arrived in the a frightful story ts are .\-l" ario street, uperintendâ€" n, and Mr. . Mr. Partâ€" f the mediâ€" badly ArT ROP net 3 nt. _1 was 3," he said, . They were 1 was jw‘it“h I had e car behind llowed by a hot out. and to t St. Hyaâ€" Mr. Denis, . and his v lamentâ€" broker, of VW mn ed a tri <‘ weaphiy inute, and rocoverin' i. prayers, ed to be Rot 3 of,'mf t appear at that one »d. while rly upied a the disâ€" byâ€"elecâ€" uary, to hen the Railway but no fri; ure. 1 me, and another memâ€" Hamâ€" other n Of and n to tary dying out by known _ anrd 1 are pays imto n bruised. her t100 ince W i t ru th Everyâ€" ell across take ‘ Sevâ€" shtful the â€" in the int~ > W T VT he ild in the re FC n te 1% Iv ‘These thoughts are maddening â€" the idea was horrible to ber, and for & few moments she did not know what to do or say. ‘Then she grew suddenly calm. No, she knew she was not misâ€" taken, in spite of the very plausible version which hbe bhad given her, doubtless for the sake of carryâ€" ing his point. Waliter Leighton‘s eyes were blue «â€"those of the mysterious stranger were dark, and that one look which she had shot into their souiful depths had served to tear the veil from her own and to arouse her from a fatal illusion. 1 am sure I cannot comprehend your object in insisting that I am !our wife," she returned, meeting is eyes with a look of grave acâ€" cusation. "I do not like to charze you with speaking falsely ; but I know that you did not stand beside me during that ceremony in Poseâ€" dale chapel ; I know that a strangâ€" er was there, holding my bhand and plighting his vows with all the solâ€" emnity which the occasion required, although what his motive could have been in perpetuating such a larce â€"for such I regard it â€" is utterly; hey.k_)nd my â€" Comprehension." I knew it was wrong. I fainted at the altar the moment that I disâ€" covered that the man to whom I believed I had irrevocably pledzed myself, was not yor. But as soon as I recovered consciousness, a vyeil seomed to have beoan torn from my eyesâ€"I was able to reason more wearly than I hbad cÂ¥ver done, reâ€" garding our relations, and I knew at once that you and I could never (bave been a happy husband and wife. My swoonâ€"I know nowâ€"was eausâ€" ed partly by the shock at finding a stranger beside moâ€"partly by a sense of relieft vcpon learning that I was no wife ; for, I had been reâ€" penting of my rash step every red of the way to the churech; and, had that man been five mÂ¥nutes later, I firmly believe I should never have gone to the altarâ€"even if you had come." "Heavens! Florence, why will you persist in that illusion ? I tell you that you are my wife and I will claim you in the face of the whole wiorld. Why ! I have the certifeate, signed by the clergyman, here in my pocket at tiris moment, while, as you wery well know, there were three witnesses to the marriage," Leighâ€" ton exclaimed, with considerabla beat, his temper beginning to give way in view of her obstinacy. "All the same,I know there was mo marriage," she steadily roplied, although she lost color while he was speaking of the witnesses and cerâ€" tificate. "Ah, Walter," she addcd appeaplingly, "do not let us have a scene! Pray let us settle this matâ€" tter in a kind and dispassionate way; let us part friendsâ€"â€"" "Friends |" he interposed, with surâ€" passing bitterness, "do you imâ€" agine that I could ever regard you simply as a friend, even if it were possible for us to part, as you so calmly suggest? Friend! you whom I have held in my arms, close to my bheartâ€"so close that you gould feel its every throb; whoso lips 1 have kissed as only a lover kisses the woâ€" man hbe worships, and into whoso willing ears I have poured the most sacred thoughts and foelings of my m__;‘. "Floy !.Floy!®"* exclaimed the young man, simvulating a tone and gesture of despair. "I begin to believe that the fever was on youâ€"that your brain was turned even before you went to Rosedale chapel that night!" "No ; you are nilstaken â€"my brain was as clear then as it is at this moment," she firmly replied ; "and," "How can you have the heart to #it there so calmly and say such dreadful things, Florence? You do not love me â€" you never loved me!" cried the young man, passionatelyi "No, Walterâ€"as I told you in my letterâ€"I know now that I never loved you as a woman should love the man whom she marries and exâ€" pects to pass all the years of her life with," she gravely replied. "You made me thirk I did, for a time," she continued ; "your strong, magâ€" netic nature mastered mine, temâ€" porarilyâ€"especiaily on that last day when we were together‘in the arborâ€"you literally compelled me to believe that I loved you, and I conâ€" sented to do as you desired, although she added, "I regarda the incigents that occurred to prevent our marâ€" mMage as providentialâ€"â€"* "Don‘tâ€"pease don‘t!" cried the girl, shrinking with mingled shame and pain as she recalled these sceones of the past. "I knoow that I have seemed to respond to your affection; but, as I have before intimated, I am sure I was governed more ty your magnetic nature than by my own volitionâ€"you simply compelled me to bolieve for the time, that I could be happy only as your wife." "You seoem to have entirely recovâ€" ered from the spell," the young man earcastically retorted, although a startled look had loaped iato his eyes at ber words. Do I understand," he pursued hotly, "that you charge me with having bypnotized you into the belie! of loving me, Whel'l you really j o a d w d P i P n Ninions â€" d 7 ue t C entertained no affection for meâ€"that I mesmerized you into consenting to be my wite ?" °0. Florence started at these questions and her mind instantly reverted to that scene in the arbor, when, as he beld her infolded in his arms, and was stroking her hair and face with seemicg fondness, all her will power bad suddenly deserted her, and she hbad, â€" almost unconsciously, yielded to his entreaties for a secret and imâ€" mediate marriage. She was consclious, also, that the epell had clung to hoerâ€"although she had tried in vain to shake it offâ€" until the moment whon she had lookâ€" ed into the depths of the dark eyes of that mysterious stranger, when the shock had free her instantly. * »â€"do not believeo that I should ever have thought of accusing you of willingly exerting such an ignoble ;l.;;? dn;fe_d a curious glance at her companion, and wondered if ha really possessed hypnotic powers. 4o int en TeE e ue 4ha+ To alrovld infuence over me," she answered slowly and with a peculiar emphasis as if his questions had suddenly forcâ€" ed the conviction upon her; "butâ€" whatever threw that glamour upoa me at that time, it certaioly has all been dispeiled, and henceforth, Walter, you aod I must meet only as friends." K She concluded with a decision of voice and manner, which left him no room for doubt as to her settled purpose. * "Florenceâ€"Floy! my darling! I camnnot bear to lose your loveâ€"I am crushed, heartbroken, in view of this unaccountable change in you," Leighâ€" ton exclaimed with a well simulatâ€" ed sobâ€"adopting this role as a last resortâ€"while he dropped his face upor his hands to conceal all signs of the impotent rage that had taken possession of him. f "Really, Waiter, it becomes alâ€" most a farce for me to persist in asserting that no tie binds us ; but; since such is the case, let me say, onee for all, that I certainiy mean every word I haxye uttered. And now" â€"taking a ring box from the table beside herâ€""I wish to return the beâ€" trothal ring you gave me." "I do not want the thingâ€"I will rot have it, .he returned with childâ€" ish petulance. t "Surely you cansot wish me to keep it, under existing circumstancâ€" e®," Florence observed with a note of hauteur in hert usua‘lly gentle tones. "If I take it, it will only be to destroy itâ€"to grind it to atoms beâ€" neath my heel," retorted the baffled lover with almost savage vehemeace. "That, of course, will have to be as you choose," coldly responded the young girl, "although, to me, the waston destruction of any valuable thing seems both foolish and sinfal." She still hold the box extended to him while she spoke, and he, beginâ€" ning to realize that he was making himself ridiculous, suddenly snatched it from her and shoved it into the depths of a pocket. "I take it under protest," he mutâ€" tered, "but you shall have it again, when you com>» to your senses, which â€"you will find it for your interest to do later on," he concluded with a threateaing glance. She paid not the slightest attenâ€" tion to his remarks, but observed, with quiet selfâ€"possession ; â€"The fair girl regarded him in sorâ€" rowful s#sllence for a moment ; then she remarked lo a kindly, regreiful toneâ€" & "Sometime, Walter, I am sure you will realize and acknowledge the wisâ€" dom of my decision." epaage . "Then, it is a final decision? You really mean that you will never live with me as my wifeâ€"that you will never acknowledge the tis that binds us ?" he questioned, lifting a sullen look at her. F "I wished to have these matters settled bafore I went away, for, toâ€" morrow, we leave for New York, and sail the following day for Europe." "Ah!" exclaimed Leighton with a start, "that was why vyor told me in your letter not to come to you for a fortnightâ€"you. wanted to make short work of this business, anl give me no opportunity to follow you. Very well; I will subâ€" ‘mit to this condition of affairsâ€" for tne present ; I will not press you further now, but let me tell you I shall insist upon my rights later on, and shall expect to find you in a more tractable frame of mind when you return. Out of regard for you I will keep our secret until then." As he threw open the door he stopâ€" ped short on the threshold, _ and stoodl like one suddenly turned to stone, his face blanching to the hue of marble, a smothered exclamation of mingled astonishment and _ fear breaking from his white lips. For a full minute he stood thus, his eyes riveted upon a fine looking young man, not far from his own age, who had risen and turned to face him as he appeared, "‘By _â€"â€"i is it you, or your ghost ?"" he panted, hoarsely, at She had forgotten all about it, during the excitement and weariâ€" ness of her return, after that strange scene in the church, until, when she was disrobing for bed. her glance had fallen upon it, and a â€" great shock went quivering through her. , # Without giving her time to reâ€" ply, he turned abruptly upon â€" his heel, and hastened from the room and the house. F Raving â€" with . wrath and disapâ€" pointment, he went directly to his lodgings, let himsel{ in with his latchkey, and ran upstairs to his rooms. ghost ?"" he panted, hoarsely, at last, as ho staggered into the room and shut the door. CHAPTER VI. Florence ‘Richardson gave utterâ€" ance to a long sigh as the door closed after her rejected _ lover, and yet she was vaguely conscious that it was prompted by a sense of reâ€" lief, rather ‘than of regret, as she realized that that page of her life history had bsen turned forever, in spite of _ the man‘s preposterous claims and threats, she sank back into her chair, where she sat thinkâ€" ing for some minutes; then filushing vividly, her white fingers crept up to a delicate chain that encircled er neck, and grasping it she drew forth from its place of concealment a tiny circlet of dull red gold that had been strung upon it. The ring was of peculiar workâ€" manship, being composed of three small strands braided together and fastened with a little plate upon which was engraved a strange deâ€" vice. She had never been able to decipher it, although she had tried many times since that night when the mysterious stranger had slipâ€" ped the ring upon her finger, and solemnly uttered the words, ‘"*With this ring I thee wed," _ 5 * An icy shiver ran over her as she Lastily drew it from her _ finger and examined it curiously â€" Anna having already fallen asleep upon the couch where she had thrown herself. T ce What a queer wedding ring! 99 Florence murmured ; *"it looks like a ‘ relic of some longâ€"past age. But, of ‘course, the man was bound to ‘Ma ring of some sort, in orâ€" (:i to earry out the role he had J _ umszz and so, as he had . not ~ provid himself with the convenâ€" ‘ tional girclet, he was obliged to subâ€" ‘stitute one that he was â€" probably : wearing. It is probably an heirâ€" { loom, %r he certainly could not have treasured it for its intrinsic Yalue. / It proves one thing, howâ€" |everâ€"that his personating Walter )could not have been a premeditated act ; in that case, he certainly would I have provided himsel{f with a proper a | ring. _ But it will not do for me to wear it, for it would surely “!f?auss* comment and embarrassing ~ | Inquiries," And now as she sat looking at! it alter the departure of Walter Leighâ€" ton a curious smile wreathed her lips. "I could have proven to him that I am not his wife by showing him this," she murmured ; "but, someâ€" bow, I did not like toâ€"he would probably have made up some story about it as hbe did about his acciâ€" dentâ€"what a storyâ€"toller he is!â€" and since he diq not apoligize, on his own account, for using such h ring, I think it is safe to assume that he does not know anything awbout it. Oh, what an experience! Will the mystery ever be solved ? â€"will I ever meet the man again? I1 believe I shall never feel quite free again, at least umtil the puzâ€" zl0 is gsolved. I should feel wlmost as if I wes weddeqd to some ghost who hbad crossed my| path and left his specl upan me, but for those eyes Bo dark and tender! Abh, they were beautiful eyes! And no ghost could hbave worn a ringâ€"IL wonder what this device means?" she added, as she tried to trace the engraving upâ€" on the tiny plate. "I will procure m strong magni{ying glass at the first ?pportuully, and study it thoroughâ€" y.)' accoramqgly â€" Florence gave Anna her notice, and on the day of her departure, made her a handsome preâ€" sent as she bad her a kind {poodâ€" (by, and went away with a sense of infinite reliet at being _ thus frectl from a constant reminder of that one rash and everâ€"tofeâ€"reâ€" gretted act of her life. It was well that she did _ just then, for morning found her rayâ€" ing in delirium; and, had it been upon her hand, it must have arâ€" oused the curiosity of Mrs. Seaver and others who assisted in caring for her. f A step outside her door waraed ber that some one was coming, and, quickiy slipping the ring back into its place of concealment, she caught up a book, just as Mrs. Seaver, alâ€" ter tapping liglht:ly for admittance, entered the room. "Not altogether, auntie," Florâ€" ence replied, [lushing, and then she changed the subject so abruptly, thay Mrs. Seavor regarded ber with surâ€" prise. She was strangely fascinated by the curious thing; but, after conâ€" sidering a moment, she shut it away in a tiny ivory case that had a secâ€" ret spring, then locked this in her jewel box and concealed the key. As soon as she recovered, however, her first act hadl been to slip the ring upon a delicate chain and fasâ€" ton it about her neck, for Anna was ol a prying disposition, and she thought it would be safer there than anywhere else. smhe sat with Fiorence for hall an bour or more chatting â€" peasantly! of their plans for tse ovming year until the fair girl, finally| appeared to forgei ime cepression and annoyâ€" ance she had at first betrayed. ‘The following Wednesday. was the day set for their departure ; but, conâ€" trary to hber first intention, Klorâ€" ence had decided to leave her maid behind her, greatiy| to the girl‘s chinâ€" grin and disappointment, for she had long been anticipating the trip, and had fuily expected to accompany her young mistress, up to within a week of her departure. $ 6 "Why Fioy! what a grave, tiredâ€" looking face!" that lady exclaimed as she observed the serious expresâ€" sion and troubled eyes of her husâ€" band‘s ward. "Wasn‘t Mr. Leighton‘s call a pleasant one ?" On the sccond morning aftor leayâ€" ing port. Florence was on her way below to get something from her stateroom, when, midway, her skirt caught on a serew that lastened the rubber mat, and which had beâ€" come loosened, when she lost her balance, and, f{or a moment, seeme1 about to be precipitated to the bottom of the companionway. But, ever sgince the night of her romantic, though mortifying advenâ€" ture, Florence had entertained an unaccountable aversion for Anna ; and when one day, Mrs. Seaver proâ€" posed leaving her at home, she readâ€" lly, even eagerly, assented to the arrangement. "It would be somewhat of a nuiâ€" sance having her to look after," that lady hbad observed, "{ar, of course, she could not always accompany us upon our sightsecing, and would have to remain alone at our hotel durâ€" ing our absence. She would not have half enough to do to keep her busy, and would get lonesome and homeâ€" gick, and perhaps insist upon being sent home. Besides, dear, since you and I will always be together, we pan help each other ; or, if ‘we should find ourselves in a strait, we could easily get another maid." But she never once suspected that she had thus made a bitter enemy} of her servant, who secretly vowed that she would have her revenge for the keen â€" disappointment she sufâ€" fered, in being deprived of her exâ€" pected visit to the Old World. She did hnot give the cireumstance much thought at the time, however, but many fmnonths later it recurred to her with poculiar significance. Our party found a 8elightI[ul comâ€" pany of fellowâ€"voyagers on board the Germanic, there being many young people among the number, and from the first day out, the greatest sociability and friendliness were manifested by almost every one. During the first three days of the royage, Mrs. Seaver found herself considerably. the worse from mal de mer, and was obliged to keep very quiet, leaving bher husband and Florence, neither of whom was in the least affected by the motion of the vessel, to their own devices. Mrs. Seaver has seen some things in the girl which nad caused her to distrust hber, and led her to fear that she was not always as true to her mistress‘ :sterests as she might be ; therefore she thought this a good oprortunity to get rid of her. But suddenly she csgaw a figure She was panting with mingled ¢xâ€" citement and few ; for she bad inlly expected to ipiich. hcadlong. to the bottom of the siairs and be {frighâ€" fully injured. x f springing upward to her rebtuge ; the next moment a strong arm was thrown about her waist and she was set firmly and safely onâ€"her feet oncs more. a Â¥ "The danger is ali over, iand I trust you will soon recover . from (the shock you must have experienced," her companion observed in low, wellâ€"modalated tomnes, as he reâ€" leased her trom his embrace. Ho had a rich, bealthful complex‘on, regular clearâ€"cut features, keen dark eyes, darkâ€"brown hair, â€" and wore a carefully and becomingly tr.mmed moustache, which, however, did not conceal the fine set of teeth that gleamed snowâ€"white beneath it when he emiled, as he was now doâ€" ing as his glance met the fair girl‘s startled, upward look. hib Glanciag up at him she found herâ€" selt looking into the lhmandsome face of a young man of perhaps twentyâ€" five years. ic "Thank you vyery, vyery _ much," Florence heartily â€" responded. _ "I should surely have hamp a bad fall 11 you had not come to my assistâ€" ance. I was frightened," she added, laughing nervously, "but I shall be over it in a moment, and no harm has been done beyond what a few stitches will make right," and she glanced down at her trailing eKkirt which had been ripped from the belt. "I am very glad," returned _ her companion; "but shall I not assist you below ? You are still trembling." ‘"Thank you; but that will not be necessary. I aim on my guard now and will take heed that I do not get caught in the same way again," Florence responded with another glance into the fine eyes that were regarding her with an earnest, adâ€" miring look which caused her heart to thrill with a novel sensation. (To be continued.) How Good Health Came to Mrs. Desâ€" chesne Aiter Much Suffering. Mrs. Abraham Deschense, wife of a well known farmer at St. Leon le Grand, Que., considers herself a lucky woman. _ And she has good cause as the following interview will show : "I was badly run down and very nervous, Each day brought its share of household duâ€" ties, but I was too weak to perform them My nerves were in a terrible condition. 1 could not sleep and the least sound would startle me. 1 tried several mediâ€" cines and tonic win@s, but none of them helped me. _ In fact I was continually growing worse, and began to despair of ever being well again. _ One day a friend called to see me and strongly advised me to try Dr. Wiliaims‘ Pink Pills. I deâ€" cided to do so, and it was not long beâ€" fore they began to help me. 1 gained in strength from day to day; my nerves became strong and quiet, and after using about a half dozen boxes of the pills 1 was fully restored to my old time health and cheerfulness. I now think Dr. Wilâ€" liams‘ Pink Pills an ideal medicine for weak women." Baby‘s Own Tablets _ make both mot{er and â€" baby happy, because they cure all the common ailments of infants and young children. _ They esweeten the stomach, cure colic, aid teething children, cure _ constipation, prevent _ diarrhoea, and promote good, healthy sleep. ‘And you _ have Dr. Wiliams‘ Pink Pills feed the nerves with new, rich red blood, thus strengthâ€" ening and soothing them, and curing such nerve troubles as neuralgia, St. Vitus dance, partial paralysis and locoâ€" motor ataxia. _ These pills cure also all troubles due to poor and watery blood, including the special ailments of women. (iet the genuine with the full name, "Dr. Wiliams‘ Pink Pills for Pale People" on the wrapper around each box. Sold by medicine dealers or by mail at 50 cents, a box, or six boxes for $2.50, from the Dr. Wiliams‘ Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. THE CANNIBALS SPARED HIS LIFE. A missionary of a very adventurous disposition was given an exceedingly difâ€" ficult post on one of he Fiji Islands. He was instructed to limit himself to one island, and not attempt to extend his supremacy, as he would probably beâ€" come the star feature of a cannibal pate de foie gras or something worse. . The missionary obeyed instructions for a while, but his zeal for conquest overcame his prudence. He started off in a little boat and went to another island on a tour of inspection. He reached the isâ€" land, but before he knew what he was about he was in he hands of the canniâ€" When baby is well the motifer is happy. When baby is cross, fretful, feverish and cannot sleep, the mother is _ depressed, worried and â€" unhappy. teething children, cure constipation,| "Yes,‘ said the worldling, "you showâ€" prevent diarrhoea, _ and _ promote | ed your convictions very plainly, You good, healthy sleep. . And you have | went at him hammer and tongs from the a solemn guarantee that the Tablets | start. If the boy was not a liar your "soothing" stuff. Mrs. D. McGill,| maner would have made him one in just Blakeney, Ont., says: "I have used | about two minutes. That‘s no way to Baby‘s Own Tablets, and have found | talk to such a personâ€"â€"" them the best medicine I have ever|â€" "Oh, you are so easily taken inâ€"â€"* had for the cure of the ailments "Ah! Am I %? Let me tell you one from which young children suffer. I| thing. I have had a great deal more shall always keep a box of Tablets | experience with people from the slums in the house."~ Sold by medicine| of big cities than you have. My work dealers everywhere, or sent by mail | has often sent me among them. And I at 25 cents & box by writing the Dr. know it is no way to approach them if Williams‘ Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. you considered them liars and knaves. Luckily, he had just recovered from an attack of fever, and was thin and emaciated. The shrewd cannibals deâ€" clined to kill him immediately, but gave him the best they had to eat to fatten him up for the festive occasion. Days passed by until he reached the stage of perfection, and the chief anâ€" nounced that he must prepare himself. Now the missionary was a rare diploâ€" mat, and he started to argue the quesâ€" tion. "Do you know," he said to the chief, "that I do not believe you will like me after you have killed me. I propose that you taste me, and try me, and if you like me, then kill me. If you don‘t like me it will be a great waste to kill me." The chief acquiesced, and the missionâ€" ary rolled up his trousers leg to prepare for the knite. _ The chief carved off a generous slice and immediately put it | into his mouth. He made a wry face ; and passed the remainder of the morsel | along to his head man. This continued ; on down th‘* line, and all made gestures | of disgust when they tasted the food.l The chief then nodded sorrowfully to ; the young missionary and told him that his life was saved, as he was too poor to eat. §h *A bals. _ The missionary had a cork leg ton Record. ONTARIO ARCHIVES TORONTO MOTHER AND BABY. A LUCKY WOMAN. 97. The following . additional sevenâ€"day tests of Holsteinâ€"Friesian cows and heifâ€" ers have been Accepted bor entry in the Canadian Record of Merit. The most reâ€" markable of these is that of Faforit 5th, a cow sold by R. <. Hicks, of Newton Brook, Ont., to H. A. Moyer, of Syracuse, N. Y. . In an official test, under the suâ€" pervision of Prof. Wing, of Cornell Uniâ€" versity Experiment Station, this cow produced 550.2 Ibs. of milk and 2084 lbs. of fat, equivalent to 24.31 lbs. of butâ€" ter, containing 85.7 per cent. of fat. All the other tests in this list were made under the supervision of Prof. Dean, of the Ontario Agricultural College. h as" "oF Horsrems + 1. Faforit Oth (2,788), age, 8 years 6 days; milk, 58502 lbs.; fat, 20.84 lbs.; equivalent butter, 24.31 lbs.; owner, H. A. Moyer, Syracuse, N. Y. 2. Pictertje Hartog DeKol (2,216), age 8 years 23 d:r.; milk, 408.5 lbs.; fat, 14.70 lbs.; equivalent butter, 17.16 lbs.; owner, J. A. Caskey, Madoc, Ont. 3. Echo Bell DeKol (2276), age 5 years 5 months 17 days; milk, 363.9 lbe.; fat, 14.29 lbs.; equivalent butter, 16.61 lbs.; owner, J. A. Caskey. 4. Gentle 2nd (2,611), age, 5 years 8 months 8 days; milk, 393.5 lbs.; fat, 13.32 lbs.; equivalent butter, 15.55 lbs.; owner, W. 8. Schell, Woodstock, Ont. 5. Nierop Netherland‘s Clara (2,062), age, 5 years 10 months 15 days; milk, 456.7 lbs.; fat, 13.06 lbs.; equivalent butâ€" ter, 15.25 lbe.; owner, P. D. Ede, Oxâ€" ford Centre, Ont. _ _ They had just finished supper when there came the knock at the back door. The tenderâ€"hearted one rose and, passâ€" ing into the kitchen, opened the door. We heard a murmur of voices, then the tenderâ€"hearted one came into the diningâ€" room and began to heap a plate with food. "Now that is very foolish," returned the unbeliever. "You will have a string of them bothering the life out of you." "What are you going to de?" deâ€" manded the unbelieving one. "Not feed tramps, I hope." e e An ominous glitter came in the eyes of the tenderâ€"hearted and rigid lines setâ€" tled about her mouth. "This is only a boy," she said. "I shall give him someâ€" thing to eat." The worldly one understood. Years ago there was a boy who was all in all to the tenderâ€"hearted. The grass grows on his grave now, but for the sake of that boy she is good to all boys, Hence the heapedâ€"up plate of savory food she now carried to the boy tramp. piecé) of cake. "Where will he sleep toâ€"night?" drawlâ€" ed the worldly one. "He might sleep in the lockup," said the unbeliever. The boy‘s face became terrorized. "I never was locked up, he gasped. "Well, you would gave a good comfortâ€" able bed," said the unbeliever. "But T‘d be behind bars," said the boy. After that he was in a hurry to be off. The worldly one, waiting until the unâ€" belicver‘s back was turned, slipped some money in his hand. . He thanked her and started off. "Here," called the unbeliever, "where will you sleep toâ€"night ?" L Ne n e n o o lc i e 99 dow "That‘s just what I am going to do," was the calm reply. . _ ( The‘ unbeliever arose and followed her. It is, perhaps, just as well to let these tramps know there is a man about the house. This tramp was not very forâ€" midable in appearance. He was a boy of 16, possibly, with a nice face, dark, penetrating eyes and a pleasant smile. The boy told his story straightforâ€" wardly, He had come from Chicago. Yes, he had beaten his way east on a train. Had been to Buffalo looking for work. Couldn‘t find any. Was now trying to get back to Chicago. a _ The bo'y stuck to his story as he ate his supper like a ravenous dog. a W ncous. Aprnas Lo 90 w on o t y C Meantime the worldly one surveyed the juvenile tramp tnrough a window. What she saw made her go to her room and look up her pocketâ€"book. The dead boy under the swaying grasses reached out and touched her heartâ€"strings too. When she joined the others the unbeâ€" liever was still catechising the boy. "You are pretty well dressed for a tramp," he said; "pretty gay necktie you‘ve got on; pretg;' high cohar;â€".â€"” i _ "I ought to have asked him more quesâ€" tions," said the unbelieving one. "L am convinced he was lying." _ _ o Ro s expaua s ns q0 tw d RZ "That‘s a pretty good story," jeered the unbeliever. "Now, you know you have run away. Why don‘t you tell the truth?" . * ‘The worldly one interfered. "His colâ€" lar is only celluloid and his shirt is ragged. He is very poor." 1 . 1 â€" 4 mss #C m"-"\’\"f\:" don‘t ym{ go to work? manded the unbeliever. \* ."Ifo\; ;;-h;éOln%to get a job terrupted the worldly one. _ "W recommend him?" i & .‘.:“l\-\.'.l.l:.‘:,";!o,â€"’-’"â€"h-esitated the unbeliever, "how can I1? I don‘t know anything about him." Ne “Just;ms‘;," returned the worldling. "Who does know him? And who is going to give an unknown lad a job‘?"’L a Wedil â€"obdniie cr bonictsite in h db zin et ts j "He might get some work on the road toâ€"morrow," suggested the unbeliever, dubiously. f o_ ui{;ntlme the â€"tenderâ€"hearted one brought a big dish of apple sauce and a “Miy be I can find an empty car," he said, and was gone. Later on all three talked over the boy tramp. : > .. 4 1. _ The unbeliever began: "Well, what are you driving at now * What kind of game is this?" THE BOY â€"TRAMP 6. Lassie Pearl (2,356), ago, 6 years 5 job?" in« "Will you 999 ," de months 2 18.02 lbs.; equivaler ownér, WV .*8." Sehell. 7. Aggie‘s Mechlin (3561),â€" age, 4 years 4 months 2 days; milk, 462.1 Ibs.; fat, 13.13 lbs.; equivalent butter, 15.31 lb#.; owner, P. D. Ede. 8. Aaltje Posch Duchess (8,145), .‘t 4 years 1 month 26 days; ‘milk, 406. Ibs.; fat, 12.18 lbs.; equivalent butter, 1421 los.; owner, W. 8. Schell. 9. Bessie Covert 3rd‘s Fansy 2nd (â€"), age, 4 years, 3 months, 26 days; milk, 413.0 lbs.; fat, 12.07 lbs.; equivalent butâ€" ter, 14.08 lbs.; owner, W. S. Schell. 10. Bessic Talmana (â€"), age, 4 years 10 months 30 days; milk, 3788 lbs.g e o w i i d i C fat, 11.82 lbs.; equivalent butter, 13.79 lbs.; owner, W. 8. Schell. 11. Gerster‘s Calamity (3.593), age, 3 years 1 month 4 days; milk, 390.7 lbc‘.‘ fat, 13.25 lbs.; equivalent butter, 15. Ibs. Second weekâ€"milk, 411.3 lbs.; fat, 1326 lbs.; equivalent butter, 1546 lbs.g owner, W. 8. Schell. 12. Cora DeKol Pietertie (3,472), ;g!. 3 years 10 months 21 days; milk, 35984 Ibs.; fat, 11.18 lbs.; equivalent butter, 13.05 lbs.; owner, J. A. Saskev. 13. Dolly Inka DeKol (3473), l%‘l years 6 months 15 days; milk, 299.6 5 fat, 9.47 lbs.; equivalent butter, 1108 lbs.; owner, J. A. Caskey. 14. Netherland Crony‘s Cornelia (4,« 095), age, 2 years 23 days: milk, 302.% !!‘)'s.; equivalent butter, 9.53 lbs.; owner, There is generally an ope bospital for the young man ampendicitis. W. 8. Schell. The mild business man was calmly reading his paper in the crowded trolley car. In front of him stood a little woâ€" man hanging by a strap. Her arm was being slowly torn out of her body, het eyer were flashing at him, but she conâ€" strained herself to silence. » One edition soon was doneâ€" «& He knew what he was about, "Our success is finc," he said, "We must get some ettzu out1!* They are human as much as you. I don‘t believe that boy was lying." hy yO Wonsk Pr es VE aredihe J l "Well‘ said the unbeliever, "perhaps I was a litle hard on him. But then I guess I called the turn on him, all right. He was a runaway bov." Then the worldly one. ejaculated. were such a were such a fool." € y "I may be several kinds of a fool," réâ€" turned the other, "but a boy who does not wish to have a comfortable bed beâ€" hind bars is a boy over whom I am por»â€" fectly willing to be a driveling imbecile.* The unbeliever stared in«-redulousl{. "Well," he said, after a pause, "I yield to no one in sympathy for the unfortunâ€" ate. But you two beat me. I can‘t see how you are so easily gulled." But the tenderâ€"hearted and the worldâ€" ly one looked at each other. They un« derstood. The dead boy in his grave had reached out and touched them.â€"Edith Sessions Tupper. Finally, after he had endured it for twenty minutes, he touched her arm and said : "I thougbt it Increasing Circulation. (Jndge.) "Let us," said the ardent youth, To the pretty journalistic miss, "Let us," shyly, "go to press, So that we may print a kiss." "And if he had a decent, pleasant home," spoke up the tenderâ€"hearted one, "he wouldn‘t have run away." She rose and loked out the window at the black, threatening sky. "I wish we had not let him go. Poor boy I should like to take him, give him a home and make hint happy." "You gave him his supper,"snorted the unbeliever. "I should think that was enough," â€" _"A legend relates that a young man who had sinned deeply became a monk and resolved to do pennance for his misâ€" deeds. _ He determined to copy the Bible that he might learn every letter of the divine commands which he had violated. Every day for many years he patiently pursued his task. Each letter was wrought in reverence and love, and the pationt soul found its only companionship in the saintly faces which were nortrayed on these pages. When the last touch was given to the last letter the old man reverently kissed the page and folded the sheets together. The illustrated initials in perfection of form and brilliancy of color surpasse anything produced in the present day. With all our boasted progress, nothing in Europe or America equals it."â€"New York Press. "Madam, you are standing on my foot." "Oh, am J?" she savagely retorted; "The most wonderful volume among the half million in the Congressional Library at Washineton is a Bible which was transcribed by a monk im the sixteenth century, said a gentle man connected with a leading book binding establishment in this city. "It could not be matched toâ€"day in the best printing otlice in the world. The parchment is in perfect preservation. Every one of its thousand pages is & study. The general letter is in German text, each letter perfect, without & scratch or blot from lid to lid. At the beginning of each chapter the first letter is very large, usually two on three inches long, and is brigh‘t’:’ il» lumniated in red and blue ink. Withir each of these capitals is drawn the fi{.l.re of some saint, some incident of which the chapter tells. There are two columns on a page, and nowhere is traceable the slightest irregularity of line space or formation of the letters. Even under a magnifying glass the,, seem flawless. This precious volume is kept under a glass case, which is someâ€" times lifted to show that all the pages are as perfect as the two which lie open. â€" y s * THE LITTLE WOMAN‘S RETORT. A WONDERFUL BIBLE days; millk, 4512 UIhs.; fat, equivalent butter, 1520 Ibs.; unbelieve "You a; "Well, 1 Yours truly, G, W. Clemens, was a valise."â€"Kansas r turned upon theé ve him money," he did not know you Ns FU