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l _ "With® thal) semerita‘s minai' C ?uafl,vhld"’")lisa.; is &ifl ways approachable. She has reftsed h#it the men in Valencia, and it is said she "Certainly. .She is notwonly the best looking but the cleverest girl in ‘the place, and she inkBerits a amall fortune from her father. who is dead, J am goi to a party at Mme. Ribera‘s tmnigh’y;‘ "Then 1| go, too, and you introduce £ °_ 76 C S"C adw, the conquered," I inurmured, passing my â€"arm through Hamilton‘s for he hrad made a quick step torward. _ But he jerked himself â€" free and followed her during the few yards that lay between her and the door. Then just as she passed in she glanced round, looked hurriedly toward her elder «ister, Mercedes, who was walking with her, and finally dropped her handkerchie? vanishing into the cathedral before Ham â€", ilton had time to pick it up and present it to her. He slipped it up his coat sleeve . and rejoined m with a look of elevated triunmph on his face. j \ "Come home," he said: I don‘t want to ste any more. You know that girl, Eastâ€" l lake ** 1 took him out presently up the Grand Plaza, where a noisy procession, accomâ€" panied by music and the letting off of holy squibs, was filing toward the caâ€" thedral. Following it were little knots of Veneâ€" »uelan ladies, and as we passed them and waited just outside the big door to see them enter, I said to _ Hamilton, "Have you any fault to find, you cap tious critie ?" For it was a veritable dream of fair women. Such lustrous eyes, such crimâ€" son lips, such dainty figures and ankles. while the coquettish lace mantilla draping their heads enhanced the beauty of its wearers tenfold. 1 looked to see what impression the vision was making on Hamilton, and was struck by the intensity of his fixed reâ€" ward, though I felt no surprise when J followed its gaze and saw that it rested on Zoe Ribera. ; Her people were French settlers naturâ€" alized for a generation or more as Veneâ€" »nelans, and Zot was considered the belle of Valencia. _ Dark blue eyes, bright | brown hair, arched eyebrows and a skin like white velvet, distingushed from the â€" majority of darkâ€"taired, darkâ€"eyed Valenâ€" cians, and the lithe grace of her carriage might have been learned in a French court rather than. this remote town of ; south America. | "She came, she saw, the conquered," I 3 inurmured, passing my â€"arm through & Hamilton‘s for he hrad made a quick step ..1 forward. â€"< Fint ho fnrlacts Ilesuane" "p eC chestrnut hair, the magnificent while in the years that had passe had grown to six feet two. He wa; the same happyâ€"goâ€"lucky beggar, : could see, taking noâ€" thought for moment ahead of him, yet getting, lluke, the things in life for which rest of us fought and _ struggled planned. 1 took stock in him while we break â€" fasted, finding the same traits of teaâ€" ture and of charaeter in the hussar that 1 _ remembered in the schoolboy, with merely the difference of superior height and breadth. Revell Hamilton had been the bestâ€"looking boy of his time at Eton, armd there were still the same wayy chestrnut hair, the magnificent â€" teeth, while in the years that had passed he had grown to six feet two. He was just he same happyâ€"goâ€"lucky beggar, too, 1 could see, taking noâ€" thought for the He was skeptical on the subject, aver ring that he did not admire bruncttes and that he had not seen a really pretty girl in Venezuela vet. E EPC <tndiinrerand d â€" budkca i) and watch the procession to church. "There are some pretty girls in Valâ€" encia," I assured him, "and they will all be going to massâ€"‘church parade‘ _ in Hyde Park, isn‘t in it ; senoritas wear their best and look their best. You will lose your bheart, Hamilton. There is noâ€" thing to beat a Venezuelan belle." "I heard you were in the service," T said, "but 1 never expected to see you out here. . What‘s your regiment ?" "Fifth Hussars," he answered. "I‘m on leave, and my brotherâ€" â€"Georgia, yo . knowâ€"is consul at La Guira, so I came te have a look at him ‘here, Deuced lucky findingâ€"you! â€" What are all the bells making such a clatter for?" 1 explained that it was the fiesta of a saint, and that presently we must go out and waltch the nromuathm is c1..DP By this time welcome him a both. morrow He gave the reins to my servant, Juan whom 1 had sent down, and dismounted, saying to his own servant: "Pitch that fellow onto the straw here and let him «leep it off. Our muleteer had too much liquid refreshment on the way," he addâ€" ed, looking up to me, "so we had to do his work for him. You must put me up, Kastluke. I aun‘t riks hasds sim / )t ton, lake!" all night to catch you on the hop. Where are you bound for ?" "To Caracas," 1 answered. _ "I‘m on this loan job, you know. Joily glad to see you ‘Hammy.‘ 1 should have known you anywhere. Let‘s see, was it eight years ago, or ten, that we were ‘wet bobs‘ together and got that ducking on the 4th of June * your Christian name could not be two Bac in the world and said And, sure enough, it was, for a mo ment later he wheeled around sharply at s»ight of me and, standing in his stirâ€" rups, waved a greeting, while his own breathless laughter prevented him frim speaking. "Run you to earth:" he calted up at last. _ "Eh, Eastlake?® Heard you had come out on E. 0. business, asked what It was break of day at Valencia, thx ~pearl of Venezuelan cities," and + ready the be!lls of the cathedral and conâ€" vent were calling people to mass.© A yroup of Indians and mulattoes lounged. chattering and laughing, up the Calle de in Constitucion _ toward the _ markei, while ~down the side lames leading to the river parties of women were on their way to bathe, and just opposite â€" my window a lazy barber, cigar in mouth, was leisurely opening his shutters. As I leaned out of the casement a sound of elattering hoofs, smacking whips and awearing voices, made me crane my neck to look up the road, while the barber stopped and stared, too. â€" The riders, approaching at a gallop, were driving beiore them a baggageâ€"laden mule, while aurmounting the luggage lay the muleâ€" teer, strapped to the topmost trunk. "~tood heavens‘" I said, giving way to "tood heavens‘" 1 sa mirth, "it‘s Hamilton!" th d old Eton!" responded Hamil "What a plodder you were, East $ time 1 was hastening down to him and order breakfast for us ment on the way," he addâ€" p to me, "so we had to do him. You must put me up, can‘t ride back till toâ€" 1 and said:. ‘By Jove, it‘s Took French leave and rode name was, knew â€" there two Backbhouse Eastlakes e in the service expected to see your regiment ?" the by a the and Or Ribefaâ€"had b io llal _ o C OCTati, 5 €BG&IfCia came to a conclusion ;{omflhfia rd, and 1 had to Ieave without seeing Zoe, for NéF ino: ther guarded her more ng'ijly thage ever, C usp c $y SW . 1B LiA um on ns ut away> as ugconcerned as though the whole thing had been‘ an â€" intermezzo, pretty and pleasant while it lasted, but of n0 real consequende in,the draima of his> life. art Nin + My o%n work »*vz;iusm . ___ _ .0 > /; Seta hrmly © I shallleome back for 20¢." So the little episode ended, and when a m imperative command to him to return arrived late,that night he rode Bont t Mime. "Ribera‘s fas, ture of emotions. "3 to us," she said} hauy; taken. an nuwarran Go!l* 4/ 4. k 9 be "What does Mme. Ribera, means," he said ter, and that 1 going at once into He was sitent and home, and J did not that the matter wa side, Mercedes, who y Loe, asked what had said, "It is only my h stooping, picked it up. Then I saw a quick 1 her and Hamilton. c us 0 O 6 2 °C ALICRGS, At every window or the large villas were the fairest daughters of the house, while to and fro in the road beneath rode and sauntered their admirers, â€" 1 introduced Hamilton â€"to many of the prettiest Valencians, and we went into some of the houses and had a chat and cigarette, but he had no eyes or thoughts for anyone but Zoe,. and when we rode past "Los Angelos," the Riberas . hquse, and she was not at the window, lhie was in despair. As we passed back, however, Zoe, folâ€" lowed by Mercedes, vame forward and leaned out, bowing and blushing, Hamilton could Just reach her wind ow sill where he sat on his horse, and prosâ€" ently I noticed that a little packet had slipped from his hand and disappeared inâ€" Side. / Marratas L |_ _ VAUupPpCil We rode down the Nagua dinner, that being the rec in Valencia for seeing your P O ERSniniient on â€" free. "Oh, I shall manage that," he answer ed carelessly. He really was not the least bit changed from the day when, being absent from rollâ€"call on some escapade in Windsor, he contrived that the fireâ€"bell of his "house" at Eton should be rung and a false alarm created that covered his defection, so that he got off scot free He evidently showed her the edge oi lthe handkerchief, for she mnrmured.: "You picked it up. May I have it back?" "May I keep it until toâ€"morrow?" he pleaded. 1 heard her say "Hush!" softly as Mme. Ribera crossed the room and separâ€" ated them. The next morning Hamilton insisted on going to a school where lace was made and paying an enormous sum for a handâ€" kerchief which was certainly a miracle of_art. I could see its destination. Late in the afternoon he announced his intention of staying a second nighft with me. "How asked. "I know," he said in a low tone; "I saw you enter and longed to enter too, but felt unworthy. My only consolation was thisâ€"which dropped from paradise for my benefit." h "You went to church this morning?" she said interrogatively. "It was the feast of my sister‘s patron saint, and we were there." Once only that evening, when I had engaged Mercedes in earnest conversation and so covered a whispered colloquy beâ€" tween the two, they talked for each other and not for the whole room. It was a case of mutual love at first sight. They were living editions of the frince and princess in a fairy "tale, and he only drawback to the immediate and orthodox conclusion of living happy ever, after wasâ€"want of time. . For: the prince was bound to start for.England in five days, and Venezuela etiquette preâ€" cluded the chance of seeing Zoe except in the presence of others. -Tf "sil(T .%.;:i -l;O.l:ecd .:t .me lige thatâ€" but that wouid have been another story. But when I walked up to her with Hamilton and asked permission to preâ€" sent him I was amazed at the transforâ€" inward curve of a sea shell, and she lifted her drooping éeyelids ‘and looked him straight in the face. > .« "My dear old chap," I remogstrated, "it‘s nothing to do with meâ€"or you." But I felt that the scrap of lace and muslin peeping from his sleeve was givâ€" ing me the lie direct even as I said it. And if I had any qoubts they would heve been dispelled that evening. Loe was all in white, with a wide ribbon ‘bow in her hbair, and, as usual, every man in the room was paying homage to her, which she received as inâ€" differently as though she were a queen bored with the courtiers. may take thed*fl in three she is 21." $ e "Never!" he said wrathfully. . "Don‘t be an ass, ‘Bacey!‘ A girl like that in a convent!" "TAs lace expressed a mixâ€" tions. "You are a stranger said, haughtily. "You have anwarrantable | liberty, <ir. e m thunderstruck about catching mivera came in, and Felipa, me to meet herâ€"the little ‘Ol, mother, this caballero ing such nonsense to me one has been kissing Zoe‘s 1 â€"thatsMie, -;fiWOire.nf marâ€" @mg@B®utejected suitors this mean*" demanded Hamilton bowed. "At ‘"that 1 love your daughâ€" shall come back to claim â€" made the most of th nts for Revell Hamiltor â€"" #e said, hurriedly, =t will come back,. 20€, a " There was silence for . en she answered softly who was sitting behind L had fallen, but Zoe my handkerchief," and, the convent mage that," he answerâ€" really was not the least i the day when, being ‘all on some escapade in WES o ob% 1 P f no scheme prus;nted d the simple plan of era, taking Hamilton mmv m pevmercionce nb aons ) the drawing room, e sister of ten were e the most of the x Revell Hamilton, said, hurriedly, "to Nagua road before < pass betw recognized time our friends,. door Ham your boat contrive 00 3 ars; yearts, when f? 1 28 de »Wigzgâ€"H6sothq ,black, sheep. of the family, isn’:’,he + \fi';gg-wlfes,.bqt‘it.‘q hardly noticeable now. â€"The family is in mourning. tom The bronze tablets were ( by a dove worked in the me torm "piccionerio." tsed in &s designating the lower pri the theatre, dates from this tablets, which were handed out to audience at the entrance, Those oce ing the best seats obtained program beautifully worked m ivory, while $ qceupying the cheaper seats were & tablets in bronge. "I am the luckiest man in the world to get her," he asserted; "but it was bound to be, you know. T said I would come back and she said she would wait. The thing was settled." "Tout vient a point a qui sait attenâ€" dre," I murmured.â€"Beatrice Heronâ€"Maxâ€" well in The Sketch. F7 L C d t , O "You got back in th time," I observed. "You low, Hammy." "My dear old stickâ€"inâ€"theâ€"mud," he said, "you don‘t supose I would go and get potted by those beggars when I was counting the days until my leave to get back to her. They sniped me onceâ€"a mere flesh woundâ€"and our friend, the count, made the mast af it » | °7 *, 10P MS.Answer; it will be ‘No,‘" There was sound of approaching footâ€" steps and a stir‘down below in the courtâ€" yard. Zoe snatched her hand #om me and put it to her heart; a wild light sprang into her eyesâ€"she loked _ disâ€" traught. 1 feared that the dread of the count had unhinged her mind. Then she ran to the door, and ar A opened, fell fainting into the arms of the man who, entcering, eaught her with passionate eagerness. "I have come back for you, Zoe," he said, trinmphantly. And it was Revel] Hamilton: Fatie i ikathiynternc i | _ "We must all break our word when ’d(-nth steps in," I said quietly. _ " No doubt he meant to come. But he wouild have wished you to be happy and to forâ€" get hin., 1 am sure." "It is impossible," she said. "Nurely," I urged, "youw ~could â€"find some happiness in making some one else happy. ‘There are Imany who love you. This Monsieur de la Festeâ€"" Rhe inâ€" terrupted me dreamily. _ "He is coming toâ€"day for his answer; it will be ‘No,‘ * There was sound of approaching footâ€" steps and a stir‘down below in the courtâ€" yard. Zoe snatched her hand #om me and put it to her heart; a wild light sprang into her eyesâ€"she loked _ disâ€" traught"" 1 ToarnXÂ¥ Tuas 4; "Oj) PCM _ €H self ; word -*ilid.v "We did not correspond," I answered her. "Revel was never a good hand at writing letters; it was not his way." She was looking out of the window, her mind and thought far from me, 1 could see, and her listless hand still restâ€" ing passively in mine. "He was true," she murmured to herâ€" self:; "he would never have broken his word. â€" *I shaX come back for Zoe, he at4 3s ‘""When did she asked. w dBninkaiit â€" ids Acicc w‘ â€"0 "Your friend," she said ; 9“ it true that he was killed at polo 1" I told her that this seemed to have been a mistake; he had died a soldie:‘s death defending our borders in India. WOes inlaatonminby LE shaAu. p chap; rode‘down into the midst of a lot of Pathans, and they picked him off." I could get notbhing more out of him, and I could see he was elated at the prospect of his interview with Zoe. There was nao one in the drawing â€" room when I presented myself at "Los Angelos" at 3 the next day. Presently Zoe glided in alone, and I was startled not only at her beauty, but at the big change in her. She looked as though she. belonged to another world. The brilâ€". ’linnm- of her eyes and the gleam of her sunny hair were the only touches of colâ€" or about her, for her face was like aliâ€" baster, and even the scarlet of her lips had faded. _ She was all in black, and in the billows of lace on her breast 1 noâ€" ticed the little lace handkerchiefâ€"how it brought Hamilton back to meâ€"tuckâ€" ed in. . The touch of her hand was fever. ish and I ventured to retain it in mine while I answered her greeting. NOC lz 22. sae & LC Ancient Theatrical Programme I bowed. "fFoâ€"morrow then, at 3," she said, and I took my leave. I made a point, of getting introduced to the Count de la Feste that evening, and asking him about Revell Hamilton,. He was a rich young Frenchman, gyay, careless, wrrogant. <"LI was anxious to see you," she went on. "I promised to ask you to eall toâ€" morrow., _ The fact is, my mother and 1 are uneasy about her. You are an old friend,, Mr. Eastlake, and I feel 1 szan confide in "you. Monsieur de Ia‘ Feste Has long wished‘to marry Zoe, and we had persuaded her at last to consent to receive him toâ€"morrow and give, him a definite answer. Your coming seemed providential. We may count on you not to"â€"she hesitatedâ€"‘"not to accede rdl to"â€"she hesitatedâ€""not to encourage any sentimental recollections about Mr. Hamilton *" . Merebdbs} tha plaft, insignificant sisâ€" | ter, whose sole duty in life ?:d been‘that !P ;‘ ‘ A of duenna to Zoe, was married, I found, £58., § MC _ a.nge(ilt W“I:‘:sé who reeeiv’él me when 1 f ( Cal ‘xt * Angelos," apologizin 2: *4 /m C PR ber mother‘s absence on thlc:oscore gf in â€" L‘:Q C é "f ,&' disposition. Her welcome, was very mnfi_:- #Z BA ,?"f‘\v v‘ed, .and ~almost, her first words. were: se in omm "_;‘}" ‘How very sad your poor friend‘s death * was! You will be gil. to give us the AEP . ~ MWt detalis‘ l‘ asked her‘it she was speakâ€" VA dA in ing of Revell Hamilton, of whom: the last 'L; ‘ news I had washis departure to India * a year since with his regiment.. "But_ i 4 you have surgl‘yA heard," she exclaimed, i“.‘é "He was killed six months ago at a polo t y match. Monsieur de la Feste told uslsu; / J R+? he was travelling in India:at the time." hi (â€"/ 1 was shocked. ,gfé _;g "My sister,"‘ Mercedes went on, "rcâ€" / >i€u4g fuses to believe in his death; 1 think her n d mind is not reasonable on the subject. I x hoped‘ â€"" ‘She broke ‘off. I read the | |*/‘ reason for her cordial reception of me in her troubled face. P _ .: Teacherâ€"Suppos 1‘} the most of it ‘ are many who love you. t de la Festeâ€"" She in. dreamily. _ "He is coming w esw luvss han in C Ceune Atinesia G@â€"G4......"_..... "PREIICC, INOSC OCPUID}'- _ obtained programmes 1 m ivory, while those aper seals were gigen you last hear fromvl;i-m,” break our word when _1 said quietly, _ " No to come. But he wouild to be happy and to forâ€" in the very nick of were djsfinguu’sh&l ONTARIO ARCHIVES TORONTO .__ One of those fronâ€" He was foolhardy, poor metal, and the in Italy toâ€"day priced seats in is antiqtte cusâ€" are a lucky fel the 4 B T â€".; CATCESONA A, week lat another ietter came. was briof.k é"reny? "Onee more,, w don‘t you write?" This was followed self very much. ‘Charle idiosynerasies A s 4 prima English customs and ser be counté¢ t8"th&m all. 1 ta djrinl &.for beeat y peaon io on li%h serbank irritatedâ€" 6| .. p o [3 y , , S Pariing scenewhich would ai ‘ | best be painful. ® Charles telephoned me at midnight af. | ter J got home from the theatre, and seemed rather annoyed ~that I had not _ | stayed at home. He also gave me, with particularity, his address, to which he said I might write. Still, I did not pay much attention to it, because it seemed ot me that since our parting was to be final there was no particular use in ex. changing letters. I was very busy for the next two or three weeks, because Bert Griffith had a vacation and we went around together a great deal. Several view cards and a note came from Charles, written before | sailing, and also a letter mailed f-rom‘ Liverpool. He said he had expected to find a steamer letter trom me, but fegrâ€", ed I had mailed it too late. A week .later another letter â€" came from London. Charles wrote that he was disappointed and greatly surprised to find no letter at his banker‘s from me, and asked me why I had not writ. ten. I really meant to reply to this, but Bert, about this time beganito ask me to matiy hif, and it took ‘0 much ingennity on my part to convince him that this would not be advisable that 1 had little: time for anything else, 1 found that some of Charles‘ phrases, which I bad memorized, helped me a lot, [ and â€"I explained vaguely and tragically to Bert how. irksome would :become the | bonds «. affection, and that we must || gach live .our livesâ€"alone wuin. ~_ U || Liverpool. He said he had expc find a steamer letter trom me, h ed T had mailed it too late. A week .later another letter from London. Charles wrote was disappointed and greatly s to find no letter at his banker me, and asked me why I had no ten. I Yan ie amne sls yc Sm : Then he looked at me tragically and 1 began to cry because I felt so sorry tor him. Though I could not see any particâ€" ular reason for his renmunciation of me except his own wishes, it seemd to aiâ€" fect him decply, I also felt sorry tor myself, because on the face of things it appeared that 1 was being jilted. But my erying seemed to annoy him, and when he told. me that he had always credited me with too much selfâ€"control for hysteries, 1 stopped. â€" Charles then said he would come over Thursday night to say good by. When 1 made no tur ther demonstration or protest he looked relieved and went away briskly, % On Thursday mormng I remembered that I had an engagement with Bert Griffith to go to the theatre that evenâ€" ing, so I sent a note to Charles ex. plaining that I should not be able to see him again. It seemed to me a good way to avoid a parting seene which would at best be painful. 1 am going over to charge of our London next Saturday." OE 64e P igee nabnmbdiainimedremarindt. Ariicd "Yes, I must give you a chance to find elsewhere the happiness you would never find with me. 1 am going away. I am going over to England to take charge of our London office. 1 shall sail nawé @licc30 o. u: At first I was affectionately soticitâ€" ous, but that only seemed to make him impatient, so I paid no attention to his manner and read, since he seened indisâ€" posed to conversation, Charles was wniting another poem, and he always acts that way while he is writing a poem. â€" Besides, he was having a fight with a man down on La Salle st reet which he found very awbsorbing. So 1 supposed one of these things was trounâ€" bling him. One day, however, his gloom hbecame so noticeably uncomfortable and seemed to have such a personal application that 1 had to insist upon knowing what was the matter. "It‘s no use," he burst out. _ "We‘y» tried it, and it‘s no use, 1 must ave you up and live my life alone. 1 must have freedom, absolute freedom. 1 canâ€" not stand even the restraints of affov-l tion." You! bfen Waneninel . ty : P Charles and 1 had been engaged tentaâ€" tively for a month when 1 began to deâ€" tect signs of uneasmess on his part. This did not disturb me at first, because Charles is a poet and a genius by temâ€" peramentâ€"though he has a very Iueraâ€" tive profession besidesâ€"and genius «is naturally variable, so I supposed it to be a passing mood. He came infreâ€" quently, seated himself remotely and gazed at me with sunken head and mfi appearance of gloomy precceupation, as though I were at the other end of aâ€" telescope. EONXHXNAKHUANHE CHNHHHHCNANANHA: Elc y * O #@ Teacherâ€"Suppose there were four boys going skating, and they only had _ two pairs of ‘skates, how man y boys would have to look on ? Bobbyâ€"The two that got licked ? e e Confessions â€", . â€" of a Girl. on to the theatre that evenâ€" o a note to Chartes ex. snhould not be able to see seemed to me a good way etss> uW Tm 10 " hWE AYÂ¥ DaAFPLICâ€" munciation of mo 3, it seemd to a;â€" Iso felt sorry tor : face of things it being jilted. But io Bhot C J had not aive me, with to which he did not pay se it seemed g was to be T use in exâ€" oy him, and chad always h selfâ€"control Charles then x & SURE TO BE A FIGHT. dashes which, anoLher, ‘#nd . ierâ€"â€"each ing in * shoreward â€" flicht has shot to the ma «~~C3, a «spark anoiher oys 4 °C 1Hasthead wires, and then _ 7~, ° ~arning that some vessel wich 2s to Aalks ‘Far. out at ses. in, the dare" some nds use o on Pore milot away, has shot tn tha n?._‘.l. 7 -‘ ‘.key' & “‘:k Suddenly â€" a .little out a warning that a0 4090 L ° P CE C UOFIOUE ‘Pciaung room where the oper:tor now begins his work of ‘talking to vessels far out at sea, and every inch of space is utilized. There are mysterious tanks of oil, and shects of zinc, and strange appliances, and telegraph keys and sounders and the like, and the concrete floor is covered with rubber .mats. which wind in and out among the, apparatus in ways .as deviou a those of a labyâ€". rinth, It is not a large operating room w begins his work far out at sea, an is utilized. There umerc*vias "o* Bs CIHeF ‘GIGCâ€" trician, a very able man, by the way ; an assistant electrician ; two operators from the wireless telegraph school at Babylon, Long Island ; an engineer, and old "Cap‘n Bill," late of the salt seas, whose duty it is to guard the enclosure and to see that strangers not properly actréedited, do not the enter the Marconi preserves. . For there are rival wireless telegraph companies, and Marconi has secrets that some of them would like to: learn. Even the men who are employed there, ’whose duty it is to receive and transâ€" mit these wonderful, winged air mesâ€" sages over vast stretches of gray sea have never become accustomed to the wonder, to the mystery of it all, and the impression one gets of them at their work is that of a band of men duly senâ€" sible of the fact that they are in close touch with perhaps the greatest discoyâ€". ery of all time. f The band of wonderâ€"workers at South Wellfleet numbers eight men. There are the manager, Mr, Paget; an assistâ€" ant manager; Mr. Bangvay. chiaof al.. Experiences of a Night in a Station, A night in the Marconi long. wireless telegraph station at Wellfleet on Cape Cod is a nigl in a realm of wonders. It is & mysterious sights and sounds . ing from things that are little from things that are in advance age. | , The visits of the Indians were few and far between. ‘The solitary trader was often homesick as he sat through the almost perpetual darkness of the arctic winter. _ In the short hours of glimmerâ€" ing daylight he gathered his little stores of firewood, dragging them through the snow, and then sat through the long night counting off the days on the caiâ€" endar until spring. His nearest white neighbors were at Anvik, 200 miles down the Yukon, and at Weare, 240 miles np . the stream. He never saw a white face until nearly a year after his arriyval ut Nulato. When spring broke upon the lonely bermit life assumed a more cheerful asâ€" pect. _ The fame of the new white traâ€" der had spread far through the Indian settlements and the natives began callâ€" ing regularly at the post with their stock of furs. . They came from Koyokuk, from Innoke and from Kushokwin, some of them traveling nearly 500 miles.â€"The Seattle Times. Mr. Busch settled down at the place where the little town of Nulato â€"now stands. Me built a one story cabin with lumber which he sawed from the native timber and began to trade his miners‘ supplies to the natives for the furs they knew so well how to trap, but of whose value they had no conception. Through the first winter he lived alone, except when an occasional squad of Indian tLia pâ€". pers came by and stopped in curiosity . to learn what manner of man had selâ€" tled in so lonely a spot. _ To these inâ€" dians he traded his humble supplies, exâ€" cept the provisions which he actually needed to sustain his own existence unâ€" til spring. eight years spent in trafiicking with the lndians in the wilderness which he was the first white man to penetrate as a tLrader, _ When Mr. Busch jreached XNuâ€" lato, August 12, 1897, with a miner‘s ouâ€" fit as his sole possession, he foresaw in that gloomy solitude a trade in the furs which protect ammal life: from arctic winters which would exceed in returns the reasonable possibilities of mining ventures. Profitable Years Spent in a Gloomy Alaskan Wilderness, With Alaska furs valued at $25,000 from Nulato, on the Lower Yukon, Garâ€" reit Busch has arrived in Seauttie ajter It seems that the more liberty a ius is allowed the less he needs.â€" cago News. k So, of course, 1 shall not have time to write at all, as he will probably be here toâ€"morrow. A view card, or something, when another letter came, which read: "What in thunaâ€" der is the matter with you? Can‘t stand this English climate, so I‘m sailing for home.on the next boat." t three days by one that said: "Well, if you don‘t want to write, don‘t." _T was just going to answer those detâ€" ters this morning and at least send him ‘C siie assumed a imore cheerful asâ€" The fame of the new white traâ€" ad spread far through the Indian ments and the natives began callâ€" gularly at the post with their stock rs. _ They came from Koyokuk, Innoke and from Kushokwin, some A large» place, this WONDERâ€"WORKERS ward flight, dots being caught on the $u h8 e TRADER‘S LONELY LIFE. station â€" at â€" South Cod is a night spent ers. It is a night of and sounds emanatâ€" are little known, in advance of the spark start. * the Marconi rival wireless Marconi has would like to bell mysterious longâ€"distance a Marconi spark and over. South There assistâ€" [ elecâ€" s the of lubriui fj@. army of regulaily n y o en Aune fPOat y â€" 5 o. moneyâ€"makens who advertise regularly in the u\&Mw. find abanâ€" dm=tbedfort.tam a complicated piece of business mechanism without the aid of Inbrientine 1f every m; ”"‘d year out ; his Dusiness y ‘tflke & d‘“y flf of Puhudty he next morning would not nee beyond the jij tion or the an Gnm].l,.‘. Servap. while he to ventures> of why mother seriou«,. Cli @r 10 tall en es the gat» hungry arms is so bubblin can hardly w doesn‘t wait # face “'at(f)iiâ€";né-‘f()r and the door is o _ 3 * L fHe‘s a big boy now and he goes to seliool. He has so many new interests that he quite forgets the days when he was mother‘s boy and when he and mother were the best of chums, He‘s a big boy now and he has so many new friends. And when he comas hame 41..%; â€"|Boy Pays Little Heed to the Mother 1 Who Watches His Footsteps, s _ She stood at the front window yesterâ€" ? day morning and Md after a little ‘ figure retreating up the street. She â€" Jwatched him trudge bravely along until [he turned the corner, the while her chin fquivered and the tears almost blinded Jher. ‘Then, when he had quite disappearâ€" ed from sight the grip at her throat alâ€" most stifled her, and going to her room she wept long and softly. He was gone. Her little baby; her firstâ€"born. Gone with never a thought or a dream of the ache in the heart of her who rollowed him to the door, who held him close in her arms, who kissed him so tenderiy and tried to smile bravely at him. Gone, with never an idea of the big, aching void he had left behind. Gone, with a smile on his lips, a laugh in his voice, in expectancy in his eyes and a tingle in every footstep. «Gone for his first day at school, But how empty and quiet and desolate that home seemed! No more baby now. No more little toddler to make music and noise and dirt and confusion and sunshine about the house. No more litâ€" ltk- fellow running to mother a hundred times a day with bumps and bruises to be kissed or troubles to be smoothed away. No more little boy who come running just to say "I love you," and then cif to play again. No more little boy at all. Me‘s a Tw Innar suaee walhie ~ This journal, as an exponent of the principles of Liberal Conservatism, and an admiring adherent of the splendid policy enunciated by Hon. Mr. Hanna, deeply deplores the action taken,. How the commissioners, in view of the treâ€" mendous public sentiment existing in the ranks of Conservatisin in our constituâ€" ency, could proceed as they have done, is beyond our ken. Surely so strong an exprossion as was evidenced in the posiâ€" tion of the County and City Council and the stand of such potent Conservative exponents as Messrs. Mason Campbell, William Ball, Dr. J. L. Bray, Reeve Corâ€" nelins Purser, of Dove;; County Comâ€" missioner J. Chinnick, of Raleigh, and hundreéeds of others should have had some consideration at th hands of the board. hardly wait to 1 n‘t wait for at} 1. Mwered inon 1: »The blow has fallen. ‘The threat of the excited few at election time has been ecarried out in cold blood by a majority of the License Commissionersâ€"and in the name of Tiberalâ€"Conservatism the comâ€" missioners have got even with "Irish" Jackâ€"and his wife, and his family. Toâ€"day the Hote] Rankinâ€"unquestionâ€" ably one of the largest and best kept commercial houses in the whole of Western Ontarioâ€"is without a license, It is idle to argue that there is any otheéer reason to0 be advanced for the action than that of politics. True, the commiissioners declined officially to give any reasonâ€"and that they were within their legal right in so doing. This was, K:rhaps. fortunate for themâ€"but they ve gone on record in an outraged public 4 séntiment among a people who know the house and know the man. u‘ms Action of Chatham License Comny‘ ~sionâ€" ers Raises a Storm. The Chatham Planet, the Conservative organ of Kest, spoke out strongly â€"on Saturday in demmcinxm of the treatâ€" ment meted out by, the License Comâ€" missioners toâ€" John Pleasance, of the Hotel Rankin.. Here is what it said: | â€" Bhen comes messages from the passen ‘gg:l Qo;Zhuh and relatives ashore, and the mental impressions all this arouses gâ€"the attaches of the stauion : are ;fi'nlhe same, night after mign}; their minds are carried far Oout over the d4ark ocean, out into the invisible beyond, ind they ~picture the great liner rolliag her lonely way among the grayâ€"ba 4 s1 cowm|â€" ers, the cabin lights flickesag ritf@lly over the waters, the officers on â€" the bridge â€"straining â€" for nunseen dongers ahead. â€" Pearson‘s forNov>a.mber, * 0Uut io make both ends 3 ness without advertising day off to investigate th "ity he would return to hi »ning bonverted. Such , ot need to carry his res the limits of his daily 10 the confines of his own q ascortain how his wifa . HIS FIRST DA AT SCHOOL. the ting room of the suation, clangâ€" MW? bell in their cofurse and then flashing 40 record them in the shape of sound, on the telegraph instrument. head wires, have been sucked down into "Report all well.. High head keans. Nasty toâ€"night. Sighted a derelict in midâ€"occan, Spoke the Deutschland." of the day man who «trge lml» n LICENSES AND POLITICS. npon Then 18 #0 « he comes home there‘s ; _for him in the window is opened before h» reach and there are tw love outstreched for him. _ H. overâ€"with news that 1. Lubrication 1d \his daily observa of his own family w his wife came i, ® _ wherewith sh« her children. 1. s hiin close to her 1 the wondertul aq ‘. _ And he wonders jmiet and 10ol:s _ o ood â€"1)y nage en onye i wert ggles year #ew and desolate more baby now. to make music â€" confusion and chim. _ He ws that he ~~indeed he thai would ie less eapâ€" kes him. in Utica Op ° year in is meet in n# wonld the valueo his office h a man Ceirchos and he Lo she C % Peview to LET 1 oronto. out the w from an i: social go: In the Sti market re EVER We h in. 1 prices these. suit x package DECE TSold Gran infen posonous to substitu to be "j: desire of Barcla y Frepar from plar packages, wight pap store du: Never so WAR] Midda TUI *CAR IP mellow Grown mounta; Seem | They a as ev they a able ri: Hygi and i You RA at W