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The other grandmother‘s watchful was in a big, firm, but unknown hand. selfâ€"denial in all things n Mona turned to the signatureâ€"it was self. She did not doubt "Leslie Waring." She had almost forâ€" gardliness toward her gra tten him in the painful excitement of her future good. How gl‘:e last few days, though the bitter reâ€" cious she had been in membrance of Leslic‘s advice never left their lives! If she had sl her. l‘:\'(‘l‘)' llight when she had read a t@ndgncy to marry her or Softl) talked her grnndmother to as soon as pog_f.;ible to the lleep, when all was still and dark, she she on]y acted according lived over again the fiery ordeal of that to the creed of her world conversation in the train, and looked, Was it well for Mona to r shuddering, at the dreary, lonely future, of giving her a longer an through which she must do battle alone. of lifer Dare she incur To whom could she turn, on whom cou!d jty of her possible deat] she lean, when the man who seemed to ‘ s3pp gainâ€"what had she t hang on her wordsâ€"whose eyes 8POK€ unmarried life, that sh. the warmest devotion, shrunl: from het this kindâ€"natured man + at the first mutterings of the storm? leave to devote his fort But as to when Mr. Waring would deâ€" yjees? With the tendency clare himself, or whether he ever would, jjave in the perpetuity she gave no thought. Now the moment~ she thoucht that love wi ous question on which she would be C@ll= foroyer, ~She could mey ed to decide stared her in the face, ANd one goain, She was n filled her soul with fear and disgust. Lisle, ;0 much as disenc "I cannot read this letter to yOU, $Y&AM* ) yer was more against | ie; could you read it yourself?" I weakness and credulity. "Why? What is it?" t s sett taw sÂ¥ *hs Amhn CCCR "It‘s a bad business, these repeated attacks," he said to Mona, after he had seen his patient. "Her nerves are all wrong. lier mind must be kept at case somehow. (Get her out of this!" "We expect Sir Robert Everard the day after toâ€"morrow, and then we shall decide what to do." faltered Mona. "The sooner the better, my dear {our.g lady," returned the doctor, who new Nirs. Newburgh well. "She will go of! in one of these attacks, or her mind will become seriously impaired. A woman of her age can hardly stand the shock of such a reverse. Keéep her very quiet; she seems drowsyâ€"the best.t{hg for her is a aotl sleop; do not leave her; she must be watched. I will look in this "Leslie Waring." gotten him in th he last few day membrance of L "Think of yourselfâ€"yourself only; as for me, Iâ€"â€"" her voice grew feeble, her words inarticulate, her pead fell back, and to Mona‘s dismay she became insensâ€" ible All other considerations were forgotâ€" ten in the efforts to recover her. The faithful Wehner went swiftly for the doctor. who happened to have returned from his morning rounds, and came at once. w d & my s mb cumi n igk us er sofiti aleep, wl lived ove conversai shudderi: through : To whow she lean, uyone. i was 100 UIgCUMC HTCRO ECC mother. Do as you will, Mona." "Oh, what ought I to do?" exclaimed Mona. "It. is awful to think of spending one‘s whole life with a man to whom you are indifferent; it is cruel to refuse the only cfficient help for you, dear granâ€" the wart at the 1 But as i clare hin she gave "My child, could you make up your mind to marry this younrg man? I have noticed his admiration of you. He writes like an honest gentleman. Let me have the comfort of knowing that you have escaped the ills of poverty." "Oh, grannie, it is a tremendous price to pay for safety! Mr. Waring ma be a better man than I deserve; but {do not care for him. He seems to me an awkward big boyâ€"dull and unformed." Mrs. Newburgh sighed deeply, and clos: ed her eves. &5 "I leave it to yourseil failure, 1 dare not urge "Why? "It is n Krom Mr. him *"* "Yes, I c burgh, with a | pitiful, implorin "I wonder if . observed Mona, ‘"My ehild, ec mind to tharry | noticed his admi like an honest : the comfort of escaped the ills trouble you with a lef twice tried in vain t Joscelyn. I feel it is ficult to approach th I am about to addres had so few opportuni self known, but I earr exonerate me from 1 sumption, and that . not refuse to let me her personally. If I what premature, it is micht be of some use what premature, might be of some were I so fortun: the lady to wh deed, under any be proud to be 0 you, and beg to ready to meet y Looking anxious yours faithfully, There was a s ceas rapidity : "Dear M Your Teapot Will Demonstrate Lead packets only. Black, Mixed or Green. 40c, 50 and 60c per Ib. At all groce:s. HGAEST AWARD ST. LOUIS, 1904. over again the rsation in the lering, at the d gh which she n hom could she i »an, when the on her words rarmest devotic e first mutter e y ns > enc ces : We very Won at Last took it ed in vain to see . I feel it is awkw approach the subje ut to address you, w opportunities of it to yourself. I am such a dare not urge miy advice on I was too urgent with your L rked private, and is, I see, Waring; do you remember CEYLON TEA HAS NO EQUAL and watched the haggard, as her grandmother Yet- ‘s, gradually growing less lesponding, while her own wer and beat faster. d," murmured Mrs. Newâ€" heaving a deep sigh as she e letter; "all is not quite ma did not speak. "Mona, continued; "I suppose you Give it to me. Where are nts; read it, I say," reâ€" whurgh, impntiontiy. . and read with nervous t WHY as she keqt watch at her grandmother‘s bedside. She knew that her marriage with Waring, or even the prospect of it, would be the best restorative for her only friend, the woman who had been a mother to her, w«s had saved and workâ€" ed to amass the mexns of independent existence for her, who had loved her afâ€" ter her own hard but tenacious fashion. She recalled, with a swelling heart, her grandmother‘s watchful economy, her selfâ€"denial in all things necessary to herâ€" self. She did not doubt that any nigâ€" gardliness toward her grandchild was for her future good. How wise and judiâ€" cious she had been in her guidance of their lives! If she had shown too strong a tendency to marry her granddaughter as soon as possible to the highest bidder, she only acted according to her lightsâ€" to the creed of her world and her period. Was it well for Mona to refuse the means of giving her a longer and brighter spell of life?t Dare she incur the responsibilâ€" ity of her possible death What would she gainâ€"what had she to hope for in an unmarried life, that sha should reject this kindâ€"natured man who only askeil leave to devote his fortune to her serâ€" vices? With the tendency of youth to beâ€" lieve in the perpetuity of the present, she thought that love with her was over forever. She could mever believe anyâ€" one again. She was not angry with Lisle, so much as disenchanted; her anâ€" ger was more against herself, for her weakness and credulity. A soft tap at the door attracted her attention; she rose and cautiously opedAâ€" "Those promoters and scamps who get up these companies to rob and plunder the world ought to be hung! 1 know the cruel way they work. You pay a few pounds on each share, and all goes on swimmingly for a bit, and then you take more, and chuckle over the good income they bring in, never doubting that their value will double by and by; then comes the crash, and you find ail you possess clawed up by those villains â€"and I‘m afraid they will make a clean sweep of poor dear Mrs. Newburgh‘s money, that she was so fond of. Not but that she was generous and kind, too," "I should like to see her; could you stay for a little while with Mrs. Newâ€" burgh while I go downstairs?" "Yes‘m. I think Mr. Wehner is just come in. I will ask him to answer the door, and‘come back directly." Having given a few directions, Mona ran downstairs lightly, woell pleased to have a confidential talk with her visitor. Mme. Debrisay had been her greatest friend when she was at school in Paris. There she had been the junior music misâ€" tress, and Mona had been immensely atâ€" tracted by the kindliness and goodâ€" humor of the hardâ€"working teacher. When Mona left, Mme Debrisay moved to London, and with Mrs. Newburgh‘s help soon made a good connection as a music and singing mistress. She gave Mona lessons, or rather assisted her in practicing for an expensive master, and continued her warmest admirer and deâ€" voted friend. Both Mme. Debrisay and her late husbard the captain were Britâ€" ish subjects, being natives of the Emerâ€" ald Isle, but she decemed it wise to pose "She is very unwell and weak; I am quite frightened about her." "And no wonder!" Mme. Debriasay untiecd her veil and sat down with a despondent air,. She was a plump woman under middle height, with dark eyes, ironâ€"gray hair, a decidâ€" edly turnedâ€"up nose, a wide, smuing mouth, which was rarely quite elosed over her beautiful white teeth. "Tell me about everything." And Mona explained, as far as her imperfect knowledge permitted. "Oh! my dear child," (sounded !like choild)â€"her native accent came out when she was much moved,â€""I have only just come back from the seaâ€"side, and heard some bad news, so I ran round to get at the truth from yourself." "You can not have heard anything worse than the truth, Deb," returned Mona. "Por grannie has lost everyâ€" thing. I scarcely know what is to be come of us." "Dicu des Dieux! you don‘t say so. Don‘t tell me you have to face the black death! for that‘s what poverty is, ‘©hore is no misfortune like it, and 1 know. Oh, my dearâ€"my jewel, can you see no way out of it." "No, no way I should care to try." "Ha! there is a blink of hope someâ€" where then ? â€" How is your dear good grandmother ? How wil Ishe ever bear going acown to speak wit woman who h housemaid. A soft tap : attention; she ed it. "Madame D contimued her warmest admirer and deâ€" voted friend. Both Mme. Debrisay and her late husbard the captain were Britâ€" ish subjects, being natives of the Emerâ€" ald Isle, but she decmed it wise to pose as a foreigner, with a view to obtaining a better position in her profession; and possessing dramatic instinets, she played her part artistically, speaking Engiish with a foreign accent, and even brokenâ€" ly at times, a proceeding she justified by asserting that the late Debriasy and herâ€" self were really French, being descendâ€" ed from the Hugenots who had fled ftrom the persecutions of Louis the Four tecenth. The small firele so dismal and dar aiternoon, t light the g: friend‘s face s, a procecding she justified by that the late Debriasy and herâ€" really French, being descendâ€" ie Hugenots who had fled trom cutions of Louis the Four ill fireless diningâ€"room looked and dark that chill November that Mona called Wehner to gas that she might see her seven. * hts were sorely troubled d r OFI n the junior music mis 1ad been immensely at kindliness and good y is below, wanting u, ma‘am," said the waced both ecok and io uie OBE C ie Lo. is cs Aibnalides ie c oc l tetc ind © Deb | Mme. Debrisay. ‘And are you quite sure ! he is rich." , _ "I know nothing about it, but granâ€" ‘ nie seems quite sure. [ "Is he a fright?" | _"Well, no. Lady Mary thinks him raâ€" ‘ ther handsome; but I have seen some ‘ quite ugly men I thought better lookâ€" | ing." aded Mme. Debrisay, hastily correcting __"Yes, Englisnmen are. And you must not be to hard to please. I remember that night I went to Mrs. Vincent‘s soiâ€" ree musicale, to play the accompaniâ€" ments, there was a fine, elegant, disâ€" tingue man talking to you, and watchâ€" ing you. I asked you about him after, but you would only laugh,. You told me his name, but I cannot think of it." herself. "I am afraid they will 1 I try hard to think what will become of usâ€"of what I ought to do," returned Mona, with a dep sigh. "I fear I am very uscless. What can I do to earn money ?" x "You earn money ! _ Why, it is hard enough for those who have been traincd for work to find the means of existence; and youâ€"‘" here she found her handkerâ€" chief necessary. "That I should live to hear you speak of such a thing! Not that the work itself is hardâ€"an idle life is the worst of alllâ€"it‘s the looking for it, and the falures ,and the warting. oo d +. "Dear Deb! you are as imaginative as ever! Nice rich men are not plentiful nor are they ready to marry penniless girls." No, my dear, you must make up your mind and marry some nice rich man." _ "Mrs. Vincent‘s party," said Mona, blushing. "There was a crowd of very polite gentlemen there," she added, evasâ€" ively. "Ay! but this lite. He was & that‘s it. Now, him ?" "Because he never asked me, for one thing‘ said Mona, nerving herself to speak lightly and smile carelessly. "I suspect he is a man who wants a great deal of money, and has very little." "h! he isn‘t badly off ! I know «aey were talking of him, and of a rich widow who wanted to marry him, and Mrs. Vinâ€" cent said he was too independent to be a fortuncâ€"hunterâ€"that he had six or seven hundred a year, to say nothing of his pay." How well she remembered that blissâ€" ful eveningâ€"what a thrill of pain the mention of it sent through her heart. "Ay! but this one was more than poâ€" lite. He was & captainâ€"Captain Lisle, that‘s it. Now, why wouldn‘t you take Mona laughed, but her laugh was not merry. "That is not being rich," returned Mona, trying to evade the subject, but making a mental note of the fact that Lisle was not poor; then sudden impulse prompted her to confide her difficulties to her shrowd friend. "But I am in a painfuliy undecided state of mind 2bout a really rich man who has written to my grandmother asking leave to ‘pay his addresses to me,/ as oldâ€"{fashioned peoâ€" ple say." i eAoot uc uB ie n e e e ns ks to Southsea to stay with the Wingleâ€" mans. He is a bandmaster to one of the regiments there. She is a. sweet little French woman, I knew her in Paris. l had a very nice time, and it freshened me up. I have found very good rooms in Westbourne Villas, and cheaper. than what I had. I have a big bedroom, and a nice parlor. The woman of the house is a widow, and glad to have a permanâ€" ent tenant. You‘ll come to see me, dear, one dayt" t P ce Riokedl db "Thank God," exclaimed Mme. De:â€" brisay, devoutly. ‘And will he do, dear." "A week ago I should have said, cerâ€" tainly not. Now," her voice broke, "when "Thank you very muchâ€"and now I am afraid I must go back to grannie. Have you changed your rooms yet? How have you been? 1 am so selfish about my own troubles that I kave forgotten to ask you." "I am as fresh as the flowers in May. I was dead beat at the end of the seaâ€" sonâ€"but it was a good oneâ€"so I went I think of poor grannie‘s wistful eyes when I hesitated, I feel I ought not to refuse. Then she fainted away, as if she could bear no more. How can I rob her of her last hope, I, who have been so much trouble. And yet, the idea of marrying this man isâ€"horrible." marrying this man isâ€"horrible." Her lips trembled, the long bentâ€"up despair and auguish of her heart would no longer be controlled. Covering her face, she burst into tears, struggling hard to suppress the bitter sobs which would come. "Why, my darling, is he a monster, asked Mme. Debrisay, dismayed. "NXoâ€"o," said Mons, when she could articulate. "He is a good natured, wellâ€" meaning man, rather tircsome and heavy. I used to dance with him last season, and he called here a fow times. Then he was staying at the Chase (oh, it was such a pleasant party), but he d# not seem to notice me much. Then this morning came a letter from him exâ€" pressing a wish to marry me." "Small blame to him," _ ejaculated "You are looking ill, very ill, dear. I suppose you never go out? No# I thought noti. Now my pupils have not come to town yet, so while I have time I‘ll come over and stay with Mrs. Newburgh, so that you may take a little walk; nothâ€" ing like fresh air for keeping the nerves in tune." "If I could hope to do so," said Mona, with a deep sigh. "Ah, Mona, my dear child, it‘s betâ€" ter to find love growing after marriage than to watch it die out, and rake the ashes together, and try and try to keep it alight, and burn up your own heart in vain. Take this honest soul, and make him happy, and you‘ll be happy yourâ€" self. A good man is not to be found every day. As for the sort of poetical, graceful, mutual love young creatures dream about, I‘ll not say it never exâ€" ists, but it is as scarce as blue roses. My dear, for one heart that can give it, there are a thousand made of coarser stufif. You marry this man, and give your poor dear grandmother a bright sunset before she goes. _ What‘s his name?" concluded Mme. Debrisay, abruptly. "Leslie Waringâ€"" » "Hem. I néver heard it beforeâ€" and I hear a lot of gossip. Is he a new man." "I fancy he is, but I know very little about him." "I‘ll ask you just one more question; don‘t think I want to pry _ into your heartâ€"but, do you love any one else?" "No, Deb, I do not," said Mona, beâ€" lievine she snoke the truth,. and meetâ€" "No, Deb, I do not," said Mona, beâ€" lieving she spoke the truth, and meetâ€" ing her friend‘s eye, steadily. ‘Then, my dear, you marry him out of hand, and turn your back on misery. That man is the right sort; he stands by you in the time of trouble; before a year is out, you will be ready to eat himâ€"mark my words." CHAPTER IIL Sleep partially restored Mrs. Newâ€" burgh; but next morning her grandâ€" : daughter observed that she was restless and watchfulâ€"W@pecially _ of herself. }The doctor forbade her leaving her bed, as the weather was extremely cold, land a chill might be fatal. m l They coal all day and all night at Port Said, week in and week out, and ‘the long year round. Men, women and ilitxt]e children to your knee. Natives | they are and black with sun and coal dust. They do not bo.uer about clothes â€"rags and twists about their loins and sometimes joose blue trousers. |_All day and all night it isâ€"baskets on their heads and in their arms, filled ‘with little chips of shining coal. The ‘barges come alongside the ships, and then the baskets begin to pass faster than you can coun.. They start a |sort of groaning, all together and in rhythm. It sounds like a song or chant, but very dreary. They do not seem like human beings. It is because of the smut, perbaps, and the nakedness and the . torches flaring over them. |, They work away at the black heapes behind them like minersâ€"dig right 'through before you know it. _ And a | basketful at a time. Jt looks absurd at first. But it is the number of them ‘that tells and their quickness. _ You cannot count them any more than the ! bits of coal. _ They swarm over the barges like ants and are as like. "Oh, yes. It is such a comfort to talk to you, and tell you things. You _ dear, good Deb. All I have told you is a dead secret." When Mrs. Newburgh‘s toilet de lit was made, and her pillows properly arâ€" ranged, Mona took her work ami sat down beside herâ€"feeling quite sure that her grandmother was making up hber mind to speak. This change in the someâ€" what abrupt domincering old woman touched herâ€"it was such a confession of utter defeat. "You will be glad to see Sir Robert, grannie," she began. "He will give us some good advice." . a boan t ol "Of course it is. I know I talk a good deal, but I never let out anything I was trusted with. Now, God bless you. Mind you write me word toâ€"morrow that you have agreed to marry Mr. Waring. There‘s my address. Ain‘t my _ new cards pretty ?" "Not half so good as Mr. Oakley can," returned grannie, querulously. "He is a mere country gentleman, and nothing can save me from total ruin. What troubles me is that letter of Mr. Waring‘s, It ought to be answered. 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During this time she ran about visiting the poor and the little garden of medical herbs, fruit and flowers which she cultivated herself for the benefit of the poor. She afterwards introduced the same practice at Kew and Richmond. Elizabeth Farnese, who married the King of Spain, son of Louis XIV. of France, as his second wife, celebrated her arrival in Spain by quaurrelling with and summarily dismissing the lady in waitâ€" ing sent to receive her, the famous Prinâ€" cesse des Ursins, who had ruled the late Queen, and by whom she dherself had been chosen as successor. Elizabeth‘s future life was passed in slavish attendâ€" ance on her husband that sae might secure her influence over him and preâ€" vent any State affairs being transaciel without her knowledge. Twenty imminâ€" utes only of the day and night was she permitted to be alone. Elizabeth was an ardent sportswoman and followe1l the King even at the chase; the rest of her existence was passed in a routine of arâ€" duous etiquette and monotony. George IV‘s, reception of his bride, Caroline of Brunswick, is well knownâ€" how the blue eyed, buxom, bouncing girl was implorede{r_v Lord Malmesbury to be very particular about her person and her toilet; how the Prince pretended to be overcome at their first meeting and called for a dram of brandy, and how the Princess afterward declared that he was drunk on her wedding night. Not much chance of happiness there! _ Her tiara of diamonds was very pretty, her stomacher sumptuous, her violet velâ€" vet mantle and ermine so heavy that her clothes were dragged almost down to her waist. The wedding over and supper not being ready, the Queen sat down and obligingly played and sang to her harpâ€" sichord. The royal party never separatâ€" ed till between 3 and 4 in the morning, no slight trial for a bride of 17 who had empleyed the few moments she passed in her room after her arrival in trying on her wedding gown and the rest of her trousseau. When first she caught sight of the palâ€" ace she became very nervous and, being told that she was to be married that evening, she, in fact, fainted in the carâ€" riage. The Duchess of Hamilton, one of the beautiful Miss Gunnings, smiling at her fears, Charlotte said: "You . may laughâ€"you have been married twiceâ€" but to me it is no joke." It is pleasant to think that after being so highly tried Charlotte‘s married life proved perfectâ€" 1y happy: _ ~ /. . {oc es .2 t Cc lc s _ Very diffcerent was the arrival of Cathâ€" erine of Braganza, who when first seen by Charles I1., was laid up with a cough and a little fever in bed. He was not favorably impressed by his new consort, and remarked as much to his attendâ€" ants. Until quite recently very little liberty was accorded to princesses. Queen Charâ€" lotte, even after her marriage, was for several years in thraldom to the Dowâ€" r Princess of Wales and denied all mion ard pleasure. She told Miss Burney that even her jewels had ceased to dazztle and interest her. "Believe me," she said, "it is the pleasure of a week, a 1. rtn‘ghtâ€"at most, and then returns no #i Lhb Db tb tp 44 4hb t 4 hb eb t hh 4 t ath 4 o4 t 4 n e ht h 4h 4h 4 h 4h 444@ 3fi+¢me¢mw+mfiwfiwmm«-ww TEA. DOUBT then changes to CERTAINTY, certainty of quality. Only one BEST TEAâ€"BLUE RIBBON TEA. BETTER BE WISE Royal Courtships of ===:; Couples :=== IN MATTERS OF DOUBT BUY it 3 o‘clock was met by St. James‘ more." One of her greatest griefs, and ‘me which caused her bitter tears, was the determination of her motherâ€"inâ€"law that Charlotte should wear her jewels when she received the sacrament for the first time afetr sch became Queen. She had promised her own mother aver to do thisâ€"it was an act of huâ€" raiuty woa h had been strictly inculcatâ€" ed on her; and it proceeded from the same devotional impulse which caused zs ing Ge»#» to take off his crown when r« kne t at the altar during the coronaâ€" tion. The courtship of Queen Victoria brings us into a pleasanter atmosphere. On Prince Albert‘s first visit to England she liked and appreciated him at once, and his tastes agreed with hers _ "Every grace s ad been showered by nature on this charming boy," says Baron Stockâ€" mar of him at this time. The Baron judged him critically, calmly and imparâ€" tially, until he finally became his most attached and devoted friend and adviser. Baby‘s Own Tablets has a smile in every dose for the tender babe and the growing child. _ These _ Tablets cure indigestion, wind colic, constiâ€" Ention, diarrhoea, and _ feverishness, reak _ up colds, and bring natural healthy sleep. _ And the mother has the guarantee of a government _ anaâ€" Ivst that this medicine contains no healthy sleep. _ And the moth the guarantee of a government lyst that this medicine contain opiate, nareotice or poisonous * ing" stufftâ€"it always does good cannot do harm. _ Mrs. Joseph Hawthorne, Ont., says; "I used Baby‘s Own Tablets, and them just the thing to. keep ren well." You can got the I from any medicine dealer or by at 25 cents a box from the Dr liams Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont "He‘s not in his room," said Clerk Shuler after looking at the key box, "but I‘ll have his name called. He may be in the lobby. Here comes the page now." The man turned and saw little Geo approaching. "Is that boy a page?" rz asked. "He is," replied Shuler, The man smiled. "He doesn‘t look like a page to me," he said. "He looks like a paragraph." Queen Victoria and her cousin met at first unconscious of the object of their acquaintance, and when the desired imâ€" pression had been produced, the young Prince, like a second Sir Galahad, was sent away to travel and fit himself by study amf careful education for his great position On his return to England the Queen writes: "Albert‘s beauty is most strikifi, and he is most amiable and unâ€" affectedâ€"in short, fascinating." The young couple were genuinely in love, and the Queen informed Lord Melâ€" bourne that the conquest of her heart was complete. So serious, so dignified, so studious and so excellent a young man would infuse an element of poetry and deep feeling into his love making; but by the rules of etiquette the proposal iteelf had to come from the young Queen, whose maidenly modesty was somewhat embarrassed at the prospect. She sumâ€" moned him to her boudoir, where he found her alone. After some desultory talk due to her shyness, she suddenly said: "Could you forsake your country for me*?" The Prince answered by claspâ€" ing her in his arms. In such simple fashion did a young sovereign woo and win the husband of her choice. Chinese eyes are straight in the «kull, according to E. Lemaire, in La Nature, of Paris. They appear oblique, but they are not really so. Von Siebold, Abeldsâ€" dorff, and Schlegal, the great Chinese authorities, all agree that the eyos of the Chinese are straight, and in order to convince ourselves of this it is merely necessary to make a careful study of the portraits of Chinese, The reason the eye appears oblique is that the 1pper eyelid and the general direction of the eyebrows are oblique; the upper eyelid at the side of the nose, forms a speciat fold, which covers entirely the nnt where the lachrymal gland is found. addition, the lids are generally very thin and the eye less opea. George Pippert, the page at the Brown Palace Hotel. Denver, is very small, The other day, relates the Denver Post, a man entered the hotel and asked for a euest. This wasn‘t all. At a caueus one night, Where hbe flashed his magnificent beard, And party chiefs had locked horns in a fight, ‘They observed his magnificent beard. They said "‘there‘s a man who can best those dubs, Asâ€"easy as turning a Jack of Clubs!" 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