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Market Repor The Week. Toronto Farmer: In“. _ 11.}!!! recei ts to.“ m I gm J,1cl',','l's" of wbayt, I“ / ti, «Hing! at $1.02, and I“ _ nae at ire. C 6 pact and steady, with u" .1: tii, to itll a ton foe . S! 's, t9 for mixed. at". ' ttH', load selling " a. . t. mg un- unchanged, with “ gum the latter for a few at“. ;wr cwt. . 13 oo nto Live Stock. --------- AK CHICKEN. One With You I. and Two Tai% , las- was“ not“ h u‘mrr. has I N trnt in tho fora. 3 1.52%. two nib 1:icliett was p, M are ,k at the Uni. "loads, compo“ and 32 calves. r-uttio was “by, _ choise attic " new! from M the exception d ie that were to“ sold at 8S.40 t. Markets , at Hamil“- ry. \Vhole‘ll an! wagon-DU re for can.“ in ttq Vat“ E hnrd'lfe I. a nd collect“ at me Market: o o 0 o 10 1000 300 1000 9 020 022 013 014 065 o o o o 9 'iide'is n ttb s a; large I year. few of CW picked lots d nds each, so“ good " 85.. plates prim per out, fed " ii a fate _ of gm good to“ Halo do.» ,rmdan 93,5 is a In". other Eli are busily garner-lb future. IA 00 00 oo " 50 00 oo " to 00 46 49 l6 30 'ne etimatie able to the .m- numb“ n- count" more ttore condition! 3.65 to Jgl,'a"g.'li 303’ . 01M% 0. "ol'a, tgil good. The old at a.“ a report" Pears 'te n a link over thie "tutaetue ', trade is N. but, h Mow "er wen- ans will t general m. The" ordwtt" ml from Minna il Hook fol to $4.”; Tau " Iatreet’o rv tone HY. ttat able tn wiesah cu dry at “I g to W 3 Brad- o trade speeted 10 1000 $102 l5 e Mote V trtl . 0. 1101t ou 017 075 075 “275 Ott I r ward vo ugh N ah. l and being 'd b, " ot 5P” an» ‘33. lit, "This is what I call true enjoyment." goes on Hirl, flinging himself mill length on the bow, and resting his round chin on his hands. and staring straight up at the sky. "if I had my choice of n pro- fusion. I 'd be a pirate or I Imuggler. We only want a couple of kegs of French brandy in the boat to be eomplete.". . "At least, we seem to have séme spirits on board," says Vernon Vane, turning with a smile to Jeanne, but--- "The skipper never a word says she, But News straight out for the open Straight out goes the Nancy Bell, her sail spread out like a swan’s back, the wnter rushing back her keel and the crim- nun pennun fluttvriwt in the gentle with tus snort mug"; n "In.“ interesting thing to read about, the Inn-t uncomfortable nuism inable in reality. Hal. There's am» in sailing in a cookie-shell half full of water, without sail pass. and with three loaves of quart of from water and , bo dines between I lieve in wrecks own tgeeount. at jollity now." As he typotce Jeanne loaned f ly, and althou her mind was of wonder as J"""." "v". As he spoke be looked at Hal. but Jeanne leaned forward, listening intent- ly. and although her 'tyt'" were lowered, her mind was hard at. work, and as {all of wonder as Hal's. Who and what was this mysterious stranger who seemed to have had such experietwt, and to be possessed of such varied talents? Artist, musician. sailor; what else would ho prove himself to bet "You did not tell us anything of this last night," she said, dreamingly. "Did I not?" he mud. turning on his elbow and looking up at her; "I did not _ _ . --ta think it won have done m on a coral re credit. and , permit the p: sailor on boa Jeanne smi "I did not l "And 1 km "Do you think reef, then?" said "You may." he intently; "but not --there are othe Regii (“VHS nocently. "Then you, had better the helm," she said. He shook his head. "No. I am a bad pilot,' too fond of drifting: l in}: all my life. until 1 d "it; woke half that slightly cut on. - . q "There is said Jeanne puzzled br wonk- Me looked he ptt1led a iettft least that there is no mum" A woman of the world wou derstood him. or have divim-c ing. and would have blushed away: but Jeanne. childwom at, neither blushed nor tm t sat leaning forward and his handsome and rather and " '““~- ‘n Imr " ones saucer. "trturt should In any! quietly. without a truce meat. and Vernon Vale , Hal .with a gleam of reli -- -- ., su-tr-a" - no t" Jeanne nodded. "Ah. now route a complete fidter - man. Mr. Vane L" exclaimed Hal, Kirk. in. up his legs. “Juno, I void. 7” the Honorable Mr. Fitajames would any $ftse could new now!” . Yam- VmWQC " hamster hr "tFit" SEW“: - w... - quietly. without a truce of embarrass- ment. and Vernon Vale looked bark at TInt .with I gleam of relief in his eyes. "Mi'd ho tidrritied," aid the boy. "I'lt to bound he's no uilor. He'd be ill, Mr. Tnne, for a pound. Those awful qareiis always are; they haven’t knocked ts-oar-i-rt-seen-tttset-----'"'" I cheap to. has“ It In biotin. The same thing. but _ NOT ECONOMY “that way. With . Jeanne looked at glen m Vernon TEA you lav. STRENGTH. FLAVOR, QUALITY, VALUE -that'g ECONOMY. s envy me," says 1Vrnon Vane, c, short laugh: "a wreck is a very ing thing to read about. but it is a unmzm'urtuble nuisance imag- in reality, Hnl. There's no rom- .aiunu in a cncklwshell of a boat looked 'this permitte ECONOMICS of wonder in her think I Phil" be run on a ' mid Jeanne. naively. Ly.” he said. looking at her mt not on a reef of this coast P, other reefs than Newton x, Miss Jeanne." I tuurjestipttl.sy, but the smile A' curved his lip was a grave in grave and preoccupied, until the line of frowning ehiud that tttte looks down " figure at her feet, as um at her for a moment, then short pipe from under bis inc ‘ unti od iiiioc; he said. " am tting: l have been drift- until 1 drifted into New- Souk Va m t id no novelty to me tviiterranestn, and the old friends." un- half MI». ouviotttrly nun! last " ed, Commander Jean ll m "iiiFsvk't knocked her is stun h Sons.” tter come " " .d " him musingly, in up hnd one on my st faith in their , sailir at her with lawns clear, musing ails or tom-' of bread. 3 box of sur- used to be- mn' tt tth, clad and were and take she said. he said, but still "I could My' "ww- .i--- -Neie -__HH "13* water.' >~,m.-W.;.m ck at " will carry Sou," he 3a. eyes. She hesitates a moment, men he lifts . "i'll her an easily as if she were . child, and be in, strides town) the boat. awml , For I moment, before he set: her light- Iocked ly down in he: ghee at the him, he lt be a about as you have, Mr. Vane. Pd like to see the honorable in a jersey and high boots. Jeanne, it would be awful fun to get Maud and Georgina on board one day when the wind is blowing a bit fresh, they'd turn queer." -- _ . ifui Jeanne" merely smiles at this truly comic picture of the Misses Lambton's discomfituro. and Hal returns to the pastime of kicking his heels and staring at the sky. "Tell us some more about the South "Tell u} some more about the South) Seas and the wreck. Mr. Vane," he says, presently. and Vernon Vane good-natur- edly complies. It dot-s not amount to mueh--his re- oital-hut somehow he manages to bring betoro them, as readily as if he were ruinting a picture, the incidents of a. orig voyage. the strange birds and fly- ing fish. the low-lying islands and their inhabitants, and the terrible storm that sent their yacht seudding on to the reef and destruction: it is not much; he does not mention himsrelf more than once or twivv. but the boy lies motionless, wrap- pml in a delightful awe; and Jeanne-- well, Jeanne silently watches the hand. some face, and drinks in the low, deep music of the voice with the thirsty greed- inms of her young heart. ' Everything about this stranger, lying so eozily and naturally at her feet, wit his head resting on his arm, and his dark eyes, now glancing into hers, is strange and wonderful. The feeling that came over her last night when he played that sweet music. taktm posses- Hit)" of livl' now, wlwn suddenly he stops, and "tiyi' : "But I am tiring you t" She starts with an unwonted dash of color in lwt: beautiful face, and says, shyly l go on." But apparently he has grown tire his own voice, for he says I, "Well. that's all, I think." "Then let us make for the cow," says Hal, with a long breath of enjoyment. "We're not going back, Mr. Vane. The con- lies around to the west. "We have brought some luncheon." ex- plains Jeanne,. "Hal always guts so hungry." "28h? remarks Hal, "only me, of course.'" and we generally run into that little cove there." 7 - _ "All right." says Vane, turning to his sail, and presently, with a masterful sweep, Joanne brings the Nancy Bell ar- ound. and they pass swiftly into the sheltered nook. Hal hands out a suggestive-looking basket, and then Jeanne, standing on tip- toe, prepares to leap, but a strong hand is laid on her own. Vernon Vale lowers the sail. seizes the huwm-r. and Jumping mto the shallow water, draws :Z-eo bout onto the sand. "You will get your feet wet," says Vernon Vane; "and this is not the sum- mer time." __ "And he lifts her by the elbows onto the dry sand. - _ Then Ilal extracts from the square basket, first a packet of sandwiches, then more slowly, and with some import- aan. a tempting pie. "Which." he says. with a grin. "I found straying about the pantry. There's a bottle. of claret for you, Mr. Vane - Uncle John put it in with his compli- ments-and there's a lump of cake for me. which I shoulda't have got if aunt had guessed the pie was in the bottom of the hamper." Jeanne laughs as she spreads a. small cloth on the pebbles. "Hal apears to be trying his hand at the pirate and smuggling business in real earnest." said Vernon Vane. "Yes, I'll take some pie, though the re- ceiver is as bad as the thief." Jeanne ttNo vouehsrafeq to share Hal's spoils, and presently the seagulls look down wonderingly dt these three young people who can sit and eat their lunch- eon in the open air, as if it were really summer time. Hal is not the only one who is hungry, and a fashionable belle would have look-- ed at Jeanue's hearty lunch with won- der and envy. But there is no London belle here. Hal is too much occupied to pay any attention to anyone but him. self. and Vernon Vane is the only one to criticise JeanmG appetite. He. lying again» a. rock. does watch her covertly. watches her with enjoyment and admira, tion which are something more than ar- tistic. Upon him falls the spell of which he was conscious last night. Is it her beauty, that moves him so. or her inno- cence and unworldlinesas? Should he. if he were to go back to that world which he has toresworn, forget her'. As he asks himself the question, Hal lays down the knife and fork, and looks around at the Bea. "There’s a stiff breeze springing up," he an, "and it begins to. feel cold." .ii1 must be gang," 313's Jeanne. looking up at the sky, which has been gradually growing overcast by little “sen“??? . at_I ' A L -fiidprf iiriie, do not take long to pack, and in a few minutes the hamper u on board; but while they hare been 1tpteh- (min, In“. n nun. W‘: ....-- __.__ .<._.V_ i!% the sea. has been creeping upon them, an The Nancy 1feiriitt ip_dgeper.yater. "Jump on my kids. Hal," hys Vernon lane, and he deposits the boy on the bow and comes back for Jeanne. F Jaime looks at him and then at the . w--.-.- .--q-i.,eqtl--i- So-no l was listening SR Please pauses. Jeagineh um is around his shoulder, and her sweet young face is close, very close. to his. He has not looked at that me since he took her up. but suddenly he glance- down and their eyes meet. It is only for a moment, but Jeanne" eyes droop and her lips quiver with the some thrill that ran through her on the preceding evening, and he fancies that her face has grown paler as he sets her lightly down. _ "fiiiG id/Fares the Boat into the deep water, and climbs into her as she glides; and they set off for home. It hag been easy work running, but thei have to tack now, and the sail flaps he wards end forwards an the wind catches her. Jeenne’s hands grasp the helm more firmly, end her eyes are gravely set upon the cliff. She does not once look toward Vernor Vane, until a sudden gust blows the sail straight against the mast, and nearly sweeps the boat to the water's edge; then she says, quietly: "Ttiere's going to be a storm.” Vernon Vane looks u at the suddenly darkening sky and Q,ll',." "You know the coast?” he says. "Yes," says Jeanne, gushing back her hat and grasping the helm; "onee we round the point we run before the wind}: There is no hesitation in her voice, and certainly no fear, though even while she has been speaking, the sea has grown lumpier and shows its foam-teeth, and the Nancy Bell heels over to the water's edge. "Now we shall see her got." exclajms Hal, excitedly. "Jeanne will Show Mr. Vane what the Nancy Bell can do!" The warning is not a1to.eether unneces- sary, for every moment "Iii,' wind grows pore fierce and the sky more threaten- mg. "Sit quiet," says Jeanne, "Mr. Vane does not want to swim back to the cliffs." Now, indeed, the Nancy Belle cleaves through the water, riding over the crest. ed wares and splitting the foam into two hissing. angry currents. Suddenly a big drop of rain falls into Vane's pipe; it is the commencement of the shower. With the rain comes darkness, and then both are swept away by a. sudden gust of wind, which reveals the cliffs frowning before them. “Take carey' says Jeanne, "shorten the trail.' "Ay-ye," says Vane, quietly, and then he rests his head on his arm and looks at her. He knows that they are now driving at a fetrful pace straight for the most dangerous coast in England. One false turn orthe helm, one falter of the little hands that grasp it so firm- ly, and over they go on to one of the jagged rocks over which the sea breaks nnceasingly. But Jeanne's eye does not quail, nor her hands falter. With her soft. red lip" set firmly, and her eyes all aglow with excitement, she sticks to her post. " "The channel must be narrow here," says Vane, crawling nearer to her. Jeanne nods. "I know it. I am Mooring for that point there." and we nods toward the cliff opening. But the next instant he calls tn Hal: "Look to the sail!” and lays his strong hand over hers. "We are drawing too near on," he says, "if that is the point. Let me help you." Joanen does not refuse, and shifts her hands. but his are still touching them, and his face is close to her heart. Once, as she stoops down, her hair, blown loosely by the wind, sweeps lightly against his cheek. and she feels his hand press more tightly on hers. She knows, too, that his eyes are fixed on hers, " though she docs not look toward him, and there is a strange throbbing at her heart which troubles and bewilders her, even in this intense moment, and she grows pale. , , , . c!’ _ I "JeaGe-Jeanno!" she hears whisper; "you are not afraid?” _ . _ - n. I .. I If "Afraid? no," she replies, half turning her face to him, with a wistful look. "No, not atraid." "What then?" he asks. Joanne looks around with dreamy eyes in which there is something of the startled expression of a wild animal when it first hears the cry of its hunt. ers, and feels that it will soon be at bay. "I do not know," she says. tremulou's- 1y. "1 cannot hold the helm." "Leave it to me. Jeanne." he says. and as he grasps the tiller with one strong hand, he draws her downward with the other. "Leave it to me, Jeanne." 7 _ .. ' "Make for the point," she murmurs, in his ear, then sits with lowered head that nearly touches his breast. Straight on her course rushes the Nancy Bell. watched by anxious eyes from the shore, which strive to get a glimpse at Jeanne, and marvel at mis- sing her from her place. It is the first -- ' . “2“,th s...-, I"... up“; any, m. -_'_'__ __ ' time Jeanne had flinched from her post, What ails her? ls it fear that caused her hands to slip from the helm-that forces her to sit so weekly where he bode her? -. Is it fear? Jeanne cannot tell. Be- fore her the cliffs loom as if in a dream; all she feels is the warm, firm, yet ten- der grasp of the strong arm--all she hears above the wind is the musical "Jeanne-Jeanne'. " So she sits, drooping like a rose. bent by the storm, until the Nancy Bell, with one impetuous leap, rushes her keel upon the shore. Then. as he lifts her in his arms, she hears his voice softly in her ears. . " "Jeanne, we are ashore.” And she-awake'. "Mr. Vane, they've nearly drowned you'." cries Aunt Dostrell. above the wind. Pm terrified out of my life----" "You'ee no call to be, miim," grunts old Griffid, nodding apirroyingl.y at the stalwart figure in the rough fisher garb. "There was two on 'em as knew how to manage the Nancy Bell. It ain't the first time that genlman have brought a boat in under a heavy wind. Get on home. Miss Je-te-you be wet first time boat in 11 home, M through." "LESS; home, tgil Vane, too," says A', And Vernon 10m. It is an; weeks-since the Nnner Belt run into the cliff- with the wind howling after her, and the 1y'f,'rat'.' the rest up . enmearit M noon the ter"" A l . .. _ “w- - -- Jtiii,s2i,,ii'ji,?t/"hrl.uu7t'2',5'/"',1./'lp wing-room of Mr. Lumbton’s huge brand new tnartriort in thine with light, flttntt down from . monster crystal chun- - . L, _'-.'-, 0...... .L- [III-IE Mun-a --_-r-_ -- - - delier, from bg",'tr,,te"to1", from the walls, from - a on the gypsy tables. Mr. Lambton and his family gen. orallyliko light, and plenty of it. They CHAPTER vm. me, all of rou-r,pm Mr. says Aunt Dirstrell, looking Vane t-itater---tutd tol. him are. indeed. "yttrer .too fond at It“ things, and ite room is gorgious um! dazzling In mzrrors and gilt frames. or- naments in ormolu. and crimson plush. Even the great pianoforte is of white ornament-d wood. lined out and decorated with gth The yeliow metal is every- where. from the ceiling to the floor, and the result is, it gorgeous and splendid, rather trying to the eyes. _ ......\. up", .- -.... ‘4... In this magnificent apartment are col- lected the Lambton family and their guests, to wit. the Honorable Mr. Fitz- james, Mr. Bell, Jeanne and Hal. and lastly, none other than Vernon Tame. How it has come to pass that he is here, leaning against a carved mantel piece and listening to Maud Lambton'a falsetto. he himself would have been pul- zled to explain. .. " . . u At a lime distance from him sits Georgina, listening to Mr. Fitljaniel lisping some story of fashionable life, and not very distant is Jeanne. Maud and Georgina are in full evening dress, looking very thin and very showy; Jeanne wears a. plain frock of some soft material. covered by a simple muslin, through which her white neck and round- lllluusu "lll‘ ll uxl I‘ n---. -u»..- ___- V ed arms gleam sandy. Maud and Gear. gina's hair are arranged in the latest Parisian fashion and frizzlet1 and Puff- ed; Jeanne’s soft, silken bands are tight- ly coiled. and as smooth as the natural ripple will permit. It is the same Jeanne, and yet not the same Jeanne, who crouched in the bow of the Nancy Bell, and quiver: ed beneath the touch and the whispered words of the fisher-clad man who now leans so stalwart and distinguished-look- ing. listening to the last new ballad as weakly sung by Miss Maud. Three weeks is not a lengthy period in one's life, and yet Jeanne is changed. 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Localities that suit the patient best should, of course, be chosen, and beauti- ful scenery should also be taken into consideration, as it wings? to take the patient's mind from b ing over his ailment. and this alone, neeording to physician, is itself hnlf . cure. a. u - - ..9.0-- ___-r- -- --e -_ um under similar clrcnmtonco- I would notan "i.rTiGerwutstotmsrtt'mttut"I hove 1 non! minty ot Morning. 5. no courteous to on. but mama with In. and let than be well mu baton you an than your mud-loo. 6. uncut. with non of good qrgntitr it you was your own mutation. for It is Giieririteu'.onsu-iobein'"emt'- my. L Think more you - ' 2. Mun speak the truth. 3. It ts, 3 mm ,.tit?_ette!f.tf. I“): Washington lulu of Count. tpttitadetrhia Record.) WEAK LUNGS (To be continued.) The can! worm is the cause of grea- ter los no e apple indu.-tr_v than any other insect. Tue extent of the loss to Ontario alone runs up every year into the hundreds of thousands of donut, and into the ”ions in the United States. all been“ the remedies which have dir. mend by the entomologists, have not been applied by the apple-growers. l __ A- . ___- ____ tune; -c G‘- ten With our knowledge of these facts, we are able. to state quite definitely, the best times to apply remedies. The plan is to poison the worms with Paris Green or some other arsenic mixture be-) fore they enter the fruit. The trees; should be sprayed (1) a few days after the blossoms fall; and (2) about the middle of August. for the second brood of larvae. An additional spraying ten days or two weeks after the first will, in most eases be productive of much good. It is advisable. of course. to use the arsenic mixture along with Bordeaux to control the apple scab fungus at the same time that the eodling moth is be- ing threatened. 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It in very necessary that the agitator should work while pumping is going on so as to keep the Paris green well distributed through- out the mixture. Use a good spray pump and spay the trees carefully at the times mentioned above. The practice of banding trees is mm- mendable. but everything taken into pccount is more expensive than sprly- ing, and is moreover, actually harmtul unless the bands are examined Ind the. larvae destroyed every ten days or two weeks during the latter half of June and all of July. Every fruit grower should acknowledge the value of such birds as the Chick. Mice. Downy Woodpecker. Nuthatch. Bluebird, Swallows. Wren and Song Spar. rown in checking the increase of the cod- ling moth and other injurious insects. for without them fruit could scarcely be grown. Encourage the birds. there- fore, to come about the orchards by keep- ing the gun It a distance. and by pun- ishing the robber of birds' nests. lit the string the whiskered farmer drinks liar cider trom a can, throw- ing wads of burning language at the indolent hired man. In the spring the grand old granger plants his suc- cotush and corn, and the cinchbugs come and eat it, while he sleepeth in the mom. 1n the spring the old now wtnders to some quiet fen or brake and returns vci '. Mtven piglets toddling cutely in .lur wake. 1n the spring the good dog Rover, hides be- hind the bushes damp, waiting ul- lel waiting, ever, for a chance to nail n trump. In the spring the bull so gentle, which has been a pet for years, gorea the poor eonfiding farm- er, sits on him and eats hisrears. In the spring the youth and maidens go to picnics in the woods. packing with them in their baskets sand-3 wiches and other goods; and they fall into the river and the chiggcrs cat them up, and they come back from the picnic swollen like a poisoned pup. I have hot pains in my larynx and my liver’e out of whack, there are rumblings in my stomach, there are creaking: in my back. When I go to bed at evening I can only roll and groan, for my mouth tunes like a hen's nest, and my head feels like a stone. And I read the daily papers where they tell of Snooper}; pill<. as a sovereign specific for these kind of vernal ills. And I buy the pills and eat them, and I feel a whole lot worse; there are times when I em longing for a Ileigliride in a hearse. And the ancient domes come to me. and they brew their magic tea. and that any if 'a'? take it,. I'll tell as y an a ea. But their dirrmal. (“flyw- only make me shriek and wall. and I wish that all herb but." all he carted off to jail. In the’ s"," the wily stranger one! ' ”ted oat, and he 1iii.tilittgftttrt,ti"Tdi, r . Ante. In the spring you if“ - Mhrdm "f ot thing: you h b Chad“. in“)? I""'? um Gau.T'k'ai'riic “111145?in 1.- peat. In the spring your lawn is pretty, and you point to it with pride. till some cattle come and spoil it in the silent cyanide. . . _ fi' tire' JiGiik '61; 15min; husband at: his victuls in the burn, for his wife - than the union, and the By Prof. Lockheed.) SPRING POEM. TORONTO detewte-adnmtattd the yurdil full of carpets‘nnd the tees no full of M, and In has to tive tttt sum-r- tte cister- qratee and ulimd beets. ' ' man’- in her glory. when ,he tan things all apart. piling huh and ehairs and pillows in a way to brrsk your “It. And at light the lemniuzz husband has to Ilse, upon the porch. and he fed: so plan (Ii-muted that ho cuff enjoy his ton-I. When the blamed old o1eaning's over, then the wife G. ti.'., en ill. and it keeps her husband hush-g} buying dope 1nd drug and pill: and tho mansion is no cleaner then it was “Mu the began, but ohe'd stay him if he _uid, tur-and he is a prudent man. .\’v!~-.n.. " Mate Journal. Protective mimicry “ln the Tee ot the “In! the world is s rut Irons. on aver! mom-- . [Indi- eurengsgedinetisrcoeo-hntwithsmy- rind of east-ins." eels Weldon“:- u. Ksenptiert in the - number of the Book- lovet-s legume. 'tee-Inq the -elot" sdeptstion ot - to their environment. “Du-win celled this incessant wsrtnre ‘nntnrsi selection.‘ or ‘the struggle tor u- htonoo'm that hove token thelr plan in the vocnhuisry ot everydsy life. in the insect world the - striking contirmstiou of the Dominion theory is to he tound. he- csuse the hunter end the hunted have un- consciously contrived incndihly subtle arti- fices tor outwitting ouch other." Mr. Mr. Knemprtert amount-st. the motives for which these tsctics In employed. One method whereby the week why cups the strong is in protective simulation ot their surroundings. "So exert is the protective resemblsnce that even the profession“ rol- lector in deceived. When once the Cstouis moth rests on n tree trunk it defies discov» "rr. to necurnteiy hes nature minted end spotted the iorewinge to imitste the effect of rough bark. Addition“ samples at the fidelity with which insects hue adapted themselves are without number. including the 'welking sticks,‘ inmillur to every conu- try led." But protection is not only nehieved through similstion. the writer user“. "Every meadow on e summer dsy "Isl-me with n winged host histsntly herniding its existence by colors thnt seem inviting to enemies. Alter much fruitless speculstinn it won ascertained that many or the" gnily tinted denizens ot the " on horribly dis- tasteful to insect-enting epicuresns." Bones they ndvertiee themselves in flu-lug colors. _ -- A- ”a“--. s.-. I.‘ nth"- " VII ”(TIL-nu“ - - v. ,7 - - Maud denllens ot the " in horribly dia- man to Innovating apical-uni." Home they advertise thermal”: In (lulu: colors. The Immunity thus acquired bu ted other detieiouts-tattttrtg Insects to cub (househo- itt Ilmllu'ly brilllunt colon. mlmlcklng tho mukln‘u. tom of wings. we (light ot the humans. . n. ' - . __. -.-.- A g inunu. “my I deionmlms insect resorts to the expodiens ot terrifying its enemies by nu likeness to s dangerous animal or by lud- denly sunning s horrible aspect. The most successful terror-inspiring Inuk- ef Is probably the "hickory-horned devil." - - _ ., “Ami“-.. no on. news] It Mothers should never giw- their ut. tle ones a medicine that they do not know to be absolutely safe and harm less. All so-callod soothing medicines contain pouortoyioputtt that stupefy the helpless little one without curing Its ailments. Baby's Own Tablets is the only medicine for infants and young children that gives the mother a por'.- tive guarantee that it contains no opiate or harmful drug. Milton L. Mersey, M. tie., McGill University, has analyzed these tablets and says: “I hereby cer- tify that l have made a careful analy- sis of Baby's Own Table“. which 1 per- sonally purchased in a drug store in ‘Montresl. and the said analysis has fail- ‘ed to detect the presence of any opiate or narcotic in them." This means that mothers can give their little ones these Tablets with an auunlee au they will do good-tut they cannot possibly do harm. The Tablets cure taxation, roi. ie, constipation. diarrhoa, pie fever, teethingrtroubly and all minor ailments. Sold by druggists everywhere as seat by mail " 25 cents a box, by writing the Dr. Williams' Medicine Co., Broekvilie, Ont “Please God, make Mlmie Rois 3 good girl. Please nuke her I. awful good little girl. An' if It nin't too much trouble, please make her so good that I an take her new doll, an' she’ll think It's noble and "tt-sncritiein' never to uk " it back again. Amen."--))" Wen Little Adrian was for hin first view of lots whieh the stark family. He looked It then he burned to 1 ma," said he, "whirl going to keep'."--'; This is the Gwyn naked needle for her. "make, please hitch (or me and put I tangle Tearher---Define gentleman. Pupil-A gentll'mln is . grown up boy who used to mind " mother.-- Ilm'n Horn. Baby’s father had given him a I.- cent piece and I quarter of . donut. telling him be ttti t at one or tho other on the ought“ m__ ""RFai"Fiau., ~17 .MLJ.M.I~ ought, to pyt in. 'te.qerturs"eu1Pr, boats qlruetrhr, br. “but. then, just in time I tone-ic- d "Ne Lrrd Iona: . - rut giver} and I knew I could give Ob t0.eeatt piece n great deal more - 'tar. no I put that in."-hVutIN 0- """iiiinsU iii 90.; gin. my!» his fUher asked him when the boy m little Girl-Your pap: In: only pt I leg. hun't bet Vetenset's Little Girl-- Yes, Little Girl-Where'. his other and. Veteran's Little Girl-ttu in laurel. SAFETY FOR CHILDREN. AMONG THE CHILDREN. INSECT SENSE. the way little three-yup.“ her aunt to thread . w“ tent into the room M of the new little trip- Itork bud brought to " ed " the lot for I. While; I to his mother. “Say. which of 'em Are you 'u-N. Y. Globe. Aida Them Against up I sew-pin in it." 1i. -itorkt lil