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@l "Then I have no more to say, nor shall | what gcod fortune is in store for you! J ever see you again, if I can help it." |I can tell you, you are in luck to {an He turned to go. your troubles early; mine didn‘t begin "Though you are so angry, Sir Kobâ€" | rightly till I was eightâ€"andâ€"twentyâ€"over ert, I am not the less grateful for all} twenty years agoâ€"and now the best kindness," sobbed Mona. "I do :ove ‘ hone is to make enough to die easy. m'yhryndl'lvelyndeafly;lth! Whereas there‘s a chance still of the "If I seomed rude, 1 regret it. Your yourg friernd‘s usaprincipled conduct to a worthy gentlemanâ€"who interceded tor her, madame, absolutely interceded for herâ€"has irritated me beyond endur â€" ance." Mme. Debrisay bowed her forgiveness. "I only wish to stay here and be torâ€" gotten," said Mona. Sir Robert playe.‘ with his watch chain Mor a minute in silence. "I believe it would be for the best," he said at last. "1 renounce you from this time forth, nor will I allow Lady Mary nor my girls to hold any communication with you. I have a couple of hundred g::xnds still in my hands of Mrs, Newâ€" gh‘s money, after paying funeral exâ€" penses and other things. I will send you. a check for it and whatever belongs to you at the Chase." "I have already put everything toâ€" gther, anticipating this expuision," said ona. â€" Sir Robert made a step or two toâ€" ward the door and paused irresolute. "l‘ll give you another chance. . Will gfl authorize me to make overtures to aring * l‘ll do my best for you, if you will." § _ "It is impossible, I could not consent to such a proposal *" cried Mona. _ . _ Sir Robert lookedâ€"at her amazed, then in a changed tone, and with a gleam of amusement in his eves, he saidâ€" "I suppose I count for nothing," said Mme. Debrisay. ‘I am certainly a mere room keeper. I can‘t afford my _ dear young friend the splendors of Harrowby Chase, but I have an unblemished charâ€" acter, and owe no man a farthing. I work for my living, and I make it inâ€" dependently. Moreover, I can put Mona in the way of doing the sam, if she is in earnest.Though I am not worth a word or a look, my ancestors were Norman knights, when, I dare say yours herded their cattle, Sir Robert Everard; so your young kinswoman has a friend on earth besides yourself and her ladyship." . "By George, it‘s enough to make a saint swear, to see you prefer a place like this to a good position. I can‘t take the charge of your future. You are too headstrong; and after Lady Mary and myself, Mona, you haven‘t a friend on earth." "Disgrace you, indeed," cried _ Mme. Debrisay. "Who mentions disgrace in the same breath with Mona‘s name? You are forgetting yourself, Sir Robert. _ You may have a right to be angry, perhaps, but don‘t let your anger make you forâ€" get you are a gentleman." "But you are known as a connection of my wife‘s. I will not have you disâ€" grace us; and 1 will not support you, unâ€" less I know we shall be spared thatâ€"" "If I find as good a husband. I shall be fortunate," cried Mona, with spirit; ‘mor should I be marrying beneath me. I have no wish to deny my kind, good father." "Then why did you drop his name." "I did not; poor grannie called me by my second baptismal name before I knew what surname meant; but from this time forward I will resume my fathâ€" "l'.)l ‘I suspect, and I told Lady Mary so," ho continued, without heeding her, "that there is some clandestine love affair unâ€" der all this. You have your mother‘s taste for a low born lover." gret what I have done." "I haven‘t patience to listen to you. andâ€"arnd I wash my hands of you. 1 don‘t suppose Waring would accept any overture now." "And I shall certainly not make any," said Mona, quickly. "Then what is to become of you. You haven‘t a rap and my doors shall be closed against you." "But mine will be opened to her," said Mme. Debrisay, with dignity. "IL will try to take care of myself, ard »~* to trouble any one." ' ©re of yourself. Why, you have a & Eerfect idiot." ~ir Robert," put in Mme. Deâ€" b / must say it is the first time Mi~ .c:celyn has ever been told _ so. Marriage is a very serious undertaking and though it might have been more satisfactory to her friends if she had married Mr. Waring, she has a right to do what she feels is best for her own happiness, and Mr. Waring‘s too." Sir Robert Everard stared at ber, with a "Who are you*" expression, as if amazed at her daring to speak. "Oh, indeed, perhaps she is acting unâ€" der your advice." "No, indeed, Sir Robert. Madame Deâ€" brisay has been dreadfully angry with me. I confess J deserve that you should all be angry with me; still I do not reâ€" "By George, ’{ou ought to be eshamed to confess it. To throw off a young felâ€" low that is a great deal too good for you, the moment a pressing necessity was removed. I never was so humiliated in my life as when Waring came to :Ei.k to me last night. You have setâ€" yourself in his estimation; there will be no drawing him on againâ€"a pretty position you have landed us ail in. What‘s to become of you, I‘d like to know * Safeguard Your Health a!A" Ceylon Naturé? GREEN Tea i adulterated Japan Teas. Lerd packets only. Won at Last only. 40c, 50c and 60¢ per ib. At all grocers HIGHEST AwWARD stT. LOUIS, 1904 by using what gcood fortune is in store for {:ur I can tell you, you are in luck to have your troubles early; mine didn‘t begin rightly till I was eightâ€"andâ€"twentyâ€"over twenty years agoâ€"and now the best hove is to make enough to die easy. "Have faith in yourself, dear; it‘s the o~‘y way to get on. Then you have a bit of money for present use, and a splendid lot of clothes. You shall pay me for your board when you begin to earn two guineas a week, %hen we‘ll do well. Though you were made for a difâ€" ferent life, and so was I, dearâ€"y difâ€" ferent. I was the belle of Ballyl:ilr{-rud- dery, when it was headquarters for the district, though I say it that should not. Ah, well, God‘s will be done! Who knows "I am not naturally meek, but I shall certainly feel anxious." "Not a doubt of it; but I can tell you it‘s horrid work, and needs the patience of Job. I begin to believe there is nothâ€" ing on earth so rare as a good ear! You will get on, I am certain, only don‘t be too anxious, and be sure you give yourâ€" self airs. The public is a nettle that stings if it is too tenderly touchea." "I will tell you. Now I am getting a name, people begin to bother me to teach quite little children, and I believe I have reached that point where a few airs would do me good. So I shall say I canâ€" not undertake children underâ€"oh! Fil fix an age by and by; but that I should like them to ge trained for a year, or whatever time it suits to say, by my pupil and assistant; that I will see what progress they are making occasionally, and that they may be considered as unâ€" der my tuition, thougn at half price. It will take, my dear, like wild{ire. You are a very fair musician. We‘ll go into partnership, and make a good thing of it." * "What a splendid idea! Do you really think I can teach*" ough to move a step higher. I make a fair amount for four months of the yearâ€"imore than I ever hoped to do once â€"then rather less for four moreâ€"a triâ€" fle for twoâ€"and two don‘t count at all. If my health is spared, I hope to proâ€" vide for my old age." "I know you ave a wouderful woman, dearest Deb. But I cannot live upon you. What scheme had you in your head for me the other day*" vOT C1 am unkappy, but I am not quite crushed. It rouses me to hear people talk as if there was no chance of salvaâ€" tion for me except as Leslic Waring‘s wife. I am young and willing to work; why should I not carn my living indeâ€" pendently, as you said ?*" "Why, of course I spoke up bold to that tyrant; but between you and me, the beginning is awful hard work. Still I have an idea. You must wait till I think it out. Meantime, I must go; and you, dear, just take a book, and lie down on the sofa and try to sicep. No one can keep their wits clear when they feel weak and worn out. ‘Then if 1 san get back in time, we‘ll have a walk. You must got aequainted with this neighborhood." "When people lose their tempers, they often lose their heads and their sense of justice. You may be foolishâ€"I don‘t deny you areâ€"but lcannot bear to see you crushed and miserable." "I am unkappy, but I am not quile crushed. It rouses me to hear neonle _ _ "How awfully angry he is!" exclaimed Mona, still standirz where Sir Robert had left her. "My dear," returned Mme. Debrisay, "he is a brute. He might be angryâ€"1 am angry ;but he had no business to speak as he did ;and I might have been the wall, for all notice he took of me. 1 trust and hope he will not do you out of any money you ought to have." "Oh, Deb! how can you think of such a thing ? Sir Robert Everard is thfe soul of honor, though he is rather hasty in temper." The next instant they heard the front door shut violently, and saw him rapidâ€" ly walk down the road. CHAPTER VII "So that‘s done," said Mme. Debrisay, stirring the fire with some force, and putting down the boker with a clang. "I have no patience with sentimental bosh," he returned bharshly. "Your acâ€" tion proves how much of real regard you have for any of us." And seizing his hat he left the room. cruel punishment never to see them again." instead of the Now, it so happened that the gentleâ€" ::gi:r;?e}:a; man who occupied the drawing room istm.;oe of h floor, had a pet dogâ€"a rough terrier fAmilies We â€"which he firmily believed was of the 10 catdom. true "Dandie Dinmont" breed, and which Though ~ 81 madame pronounced to be a "thorough some favor, bred mongrel." It was an illâ€"tempered in cats are brute, and used to attack the house cat, um . "It /A which Mme. Debrisay had taken under cat, virile, af her protection. Dandie, as the dog was T nade fine a called, more than once pursued the cat in +he fresh into madame‘s sacred apartment, and carried off } on one occasion had worried a small fur the longâ€"hai rug, by which she, for some reason, set quite anothe n o migthe fed, housed . A wrathful mesage had therefqre been rule, else the: despatched to the owner, requesting him Catteries a tonep his favorite chained up, as he| with all the had destroyed some valuable ttw fses the. fine The replyâ€"which was no d_ou never | families are int-ndedtomutMme.Debno‘uy’nuxuâ€" test pain was to the effect that Mr. Rigden was mnoht "Wmingtnpcylulfscrownforuym girls. penny halfpenny damage inflicted on her!~ In society Mfljls-” ‘This wasintolerable; the While the « blood of the Debrisaysâ€"she was a the position been largely educated by observation. She was st once skeptical and credulâ€" out; her mind was utterly untrainedâ€" yet a certain, keen, mother wit and a largeness of heart, made her judgment on the whole, clear. She was still quick in temper, though it had been much chasâ€" tened, and also extremely resentful of small slights. So the days and weeks flew past, and Mona with the blessed facility of youth began to revive. A simple life, plenty to do, the society of a kindly and amusing companion are wholesoine tonics. Mme. Debrisay was exiremely amusing. She am sitting here that there‘s _ another man in the case and, please God, if nothâ€" ing is said, she‘ll forget him." Nor did the young lady doubt that a music teacher so attired must be deseryâ€" _ing of all attention. So the new life was fully inaugurated soon after Christmasâ€"that â€" Christmas which poor Leslie Woring had â€" hoped would be so heavenly brightâ€" which Mme. Debrisay and Mona quietly and sadly celebrated together. The formerâ€" who was a Catholic if she was anyâ€" thing. â€"acompanied her young protegee to church and enjoyed a particularly crisp French novel over the fire for thei‘ rest of the day; while Mona sat long at the piano, playing from memory a,ndl dreaming over the past. She gave few thoughts to the future. "And," thought Mme. Debrisay, "she might be dining in splendorâ€"in Paris, or Rome, or Londonâ€"with _ powdered flunkies behind her chair; not that there is much comfort to be got from them.] Well, well, there‘s no accounting for al young girl‘s whims; but I‘m sure as 1 "She has beautiful frocks, mam.:nn,” was the sentence of the little tenâ€"yearâ€" old. "Her black cloth must be tailorâ€" madeâ€"it fits like a glove; and she has such beautiful jet earâ€"rings." it was administered only knew how awâ€" fully afraid her elegant looking teachâ€" er was of her, all chance of discipline would have been over. But silence, backâ€" ed by gravity, is a aplendid cover for nerâ€" vousness; and Mona did not utter â€" a word beyond what teaching required, nor did she ever feel the same panic again. It was a curious, trying sensation, the giving of. her first lesson. If the wellâ€" dressed, demure little damsel to whom Reality is a serious thing, yet it has its inspirations. The sense of doing real workâ€"of earning hard moneyâ€"has a dignity in its laboriousness which scarceâ€" ly anything else bestows; _ and Mona would have rejoiced in this new develâ€" opment of energy, had she not been so deeply wounded. Her sudden, complete, renunciation by her valued friemfs at Harowby Chase cut her to the soul, espeâ€" clally as she felt shehad in a measure deserved it. Her bitter disappointment in Lisle was more regret for the loss of an illusion than sorrow for a personal beâ€" reavement. In her short experience of society, she had no friendships nor inâ€" } timacies save with Sir Robert Everard‘s family. It was this abandonment that depressed and saddened her. _ Her upâ€" bringing had not been luxurious. Mrs. Newburgh was a strict economist, though a flavor of stateliness pervaded her life; moreover, Mona had geen old enough to know there was a degree of uncertainty about her position and her future before her grandmother had finâ€" ally and completely adopted her. Yet the life of that one season had been deâ€" lightful. Mona‘s was an imaginative and poetic nature, though not without it3 practical side. The brilliant and beauâ€" tiful surroundings of the society to which her grandmother belonged chnnn-' ed her senses, and she had not seen enough of it to perccive the deficiencies which appertain to it as to all human growths. There was, however, a sound, true heart under her fair, quiet exterior which made a home, however homely, not only bearable, but likeable, were love only an inmate to bind the inmates together with the golden links of tender _ sympahty. ‘Then came the j balm of constant employment. What a blessing was infolded in the divine deâ€" cree, "In the sweat of thy brow, shalt thou eat thy bread." "Where is the book*?‘ she asked. "I will begin my preparations at once. I must do credit to your recommendation. I long to make a start in real life." And all the glorious springâ€"time which succeeded it; the dawn of dazzling deâ€" light when she first perceived that Lisle quietly but persistently sought her; the ‘charm of the delicious secrecy which wrapped their mutual, silent understandâ€" ing; the history of those few montha which had been the culmination, so far, of her life, flashed through her memory â€"clear, vivid, instantaneous. But she turned resolutely from the picture. "Ah, does it deep sigh. _ "Yes, Deb, I will practice diligently. I haven‘t touched the piano since poor grannie died." "Well, it‘s time you began. You have a pretty touch and a fluent finger. As to singing, come, let us try that duet Signor Boccaricho taught you last winâ€" ter. What ages away that winter seems to have gone!" E ud en uds ce Nn d s moins â€"tpe oi ced a few of your noisiest pieces. People! seem to think you can teach music with 1 your fingers, instead of vour head. They are so taken with a iew pymunastles on) the keyâ€"board." r do you think I'may begin my battle for independence ?" "I spoke about you last week to Mrs. Mathewson. _ Her «idest daughter screeches under my direction; I cannot keéep her voice down; and there‘s a litâ€" tle thing of ten she wants me to take for the piano. Now, I‘ll hand her over to youâ€"they are rolling in riches! Hore‘s &# °_° 0 DNCJ sre Panns in riches: Heres a book on teaching the piano, in German. You study it, and follow it. Practice up NOC _ TT CVs BE 1OROW IL, MVE U beu}’tunl young prince turning up for you. "Not nowadays, dear Deb. And when g!o‘ you think I may begin my battle for not!" said Mona, with a _ â€"Catteries are established and kept up with all the infinite care that characterâ€" izes the finest kennels for dogs. Feline families p:lmstr:{n “: bred with the eatest pain ng, the pedi puss g:ing more strictly guarded mlmny firll:- society puss reigns supdeme. __ While the cat may never again attain Though shortâ€"haired felines are in some favor, the tvpical Angera and Perâ€" sian cats are in the full glere of the calâ€" cilum. It has happoned that an alley cat, virile, agile, supple and with a coat made fine and heavy by long sessions in the fresh air on back fences, hbas carried off honors at cat shows. With the longâ€"haired, oriental beauties it‘s quite another story. They must be fed, housed and groomed, according to rule, else they make a sorry showing. plake up the cat cuit, though is has long iflourished abroad. Conventipnal Philaâ€" delphia hangs off even yet ,while New York, Boston and Chicago, not to menâ€" tion other centres, boast flourishing orâ€" ganizations. _ To be sure, foreigners sneer at our judgment, intimating that we know nothing of the fine points of ja pussy, and asserting outrigh‘ that we fvalue them according to what we pay for them. There‘s no denying that there is a f:scination about "the pearl of great price. Tke apathy of Philadelphia is the ,morc peculiar, as it is in this very city that Miss Agner Repplier resides, and lMiss Repplier, as everybody knows, has irtroduced us to the fireside sphinx in all times the cat of antiquity, of the variovus countries, and in the various arts all down to date, Darwin goes her one better by proclaiming that Pussy‘s pedigree had taken root before the exâ€" istence cf man! So speaking of first families we must take off our chapeaux to catdom. A Recognized Stud Book Has Opened in Washington, D. C American women have been slc Medicine dealers everywhere sell these pills, or you can get them dircct from the Dr, Williams‘ Medicine Co., Brockâ€" ville, Ont., at 50 cents a box, or six boxes for $2.50. [ Not exactly sickâ€"but not feeling quite well. That‘s the spring feeling. You are casily tired, appetite variâ€" able, sometimes headaches and â€" a feeling of depression. Or _ perhaps {pimples and eruptions appear on the face, or you have twinges of rheumaâ€" tism or neuralgia. Any of these inâ€" dicate that the blood is out of order, that the indoor life of winter has left its mark upon you, and may easily develop into more serions trouble. Don‘t dose ycurself with purgative medicines in the hope that you _ can put the blood right. Purgatives galâ€" lop through the system, and weaken instead of giving strength. What you do need is a tonic medicine that will make new, rich, red blood, build 'up the weakened nerves and thus give you new health and strength. ’And the one medicine to do this specdily and surely is Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills, Every dose of this mediâ€" cine makeqg new, rich blood which makes weak, casily tired and ailingJ men and women feel bright, activei ard strong,. If you need a medicine this spring, try Dr. Williams‘ Pink | Pills, and you will never regret it. This medicine has cured thousands and thousands in every part of the world, and what it has done for others it can easily do for you. Do not Dose With Purgatives and Weakening Medicinesâ€"What People Need at This Seaâ€" son is a Tonic. ' Mona was returning late one afterâ€" noon, after one of her busiest days. She was weary, but more hopeful, though she was thinking how this time last year she was looking forward to the mingled joy and terror of being presâ€" ented. It was a little hard to be so sudâ€" denly dragged down, and carried away fro all the gayeties and pleasures. the society and distinction, that she had enâ€" joyed a few months ago, and to which she felt she should never return. _ Yet there was no bitterness in her regret; she felt that she was singularly _ forâ€" tunate in having found such a friend and such a home. 1 Things had settled down to a reguilar routine. The depth of the winter _ was over; Parliament had met, and Mona had nearly as much to do as she could accomplish without fatigue, though she was quite willing to do more. Madame even talked of making a little excursion to the sea side at the dead of the seaâ€" son, if things continued to prosper. After this there was a running fire of hostilities, for Mme. Debrisay was not disposed to turn her cheek to the smitâ€" er. mean them to be repcated. He was quite willing to pay for damages, but he would not chain up the dog to please Mrs. Deâ€" brisay, or any one else. So saying he deâ€" Enrted hastily and slammed the door beâ€" ind him. ‘The illâ€"mannered barbarian," as Mme. Debrisay observed to Marion. "A roturâ€" ier, my dear; a roturier, pur et simple." Debrisay hy birth as well as by marâ€" / riageâ€"rose in an indignant tide at the . affront. Mme. Debrisay sought a personâ€" ; al interview in the hall; and as _ Mr.} Rigden was in a hurry to catch his omâ€"/ nibus her dignity and stern remonstrance made not the sliihtest impression. He : told her hastily she should not heed the ; mischievous representations of a servant, | that although he had certainly uttered | the words attributed to him, he did not | Ju i doue en ied P o Aa EL G Only One Best The Best country is Canada, we‘ll all admit that. â€" The best tea in Canada is k RISE OF THE CAT CULT. Blue Ribbon Ceéeylor Tea SPRING ADVICE. S TORONTO (To be Continued.) 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These Tabâ€" x tw . , A neat reefâ€"knot that does not jam Teouoâ€"â€"mitooammypsmoms, and is readily loosed does the business, CH"_D"OOD'S Pm"_s. and it is a foul crime to blunder at itâ€"â€" ‘lf blunder is possible to sailor in so simâ€" ; ple a matter. I was sitting on the foot The soâ€"called soothing medicines conâ€" | rope passing up the reefâ€"points to old tain poisonous cpiates that deaden and : Duggan when I heard the next man but stupefy, but never cure the little ailâ€" , one curse aloud. Then came the sound ments of childhood. Baby‘s Own Tabâ€" ‘of a sivage blow and a scream from the lets are guaranteed to contain no opiate, | Dutchman. He had been caught butâ€" they act on the stomach and bowels and | terâ€"fingered over a granny knot. thus remove the cause of nearly all the| Down to deck again, to clear up the ills that afflict little ones. In this way â€" gear and take a swing all around on the they bring natural, healthy sleep, and braces, while the port watch returned to the child wakes up bright and well. Mrs. , their bunks. The snow filled the air A, Weeks, Vernon, B. C., says: "I have | now; ard the gale had come on in foree. used Baby‘s Own Tablets, and can | The captain stood yet at the standard cheerfully say that I have found them ; compass, and there we crouched and all you claim for them." These Tabâ€" , watched him, while one after another lets are good for children of all ages | the bells clicked off the time. I have no doubt but that Barabbas, with all his faults, was strictly orthoâ€" dox, How is it, that to him, the type of so much that is now admired, no Church has been dedicated ? The Church of St. Barabbas would certainly have the woealthicst congregation. _ It would be so eminently respectable, and would be so little embsrrassed by the "unorthoâ€" dox" principlies, laid down by the Masâ€" tes. f A Neglected Popular Favorite. ‘ (Henry Dalby, in Montreal Argus.) Were the Son of Man to come in His Glory and all the holy angels with him, there is no doubt whatever about the rapturous reception he would receive from some of his orthodox followers of toâ€"day, who would expect to share his power and glory. Were he to visit the earth, as he came boefore, in great humilâ€" ity, and with such unorthodox ideas about the fatherhood of God and the brotherhood of man, I am afraid that few of his churches would recognize him. The cry would again be: "Not this man, but Barabbas." Another officer, according to reports watching it. _ Soon the skipper came along and made inquiries regarding breakfast. ‘Whist, man!‘ replied Georâ€" die, softly, ‘I‘m cooking rice, and I don‘t know the minit it will burst the door.‘" Here is a story of Scotch sailormen, told by the Dundee Advertiser: "The ship‘s crew had been made up in a hurry, and when they had passed the bar and were beginning to feel a trifle rhungry it was discovered that they had no cook. So the old man asked Geordie "to try his hand at the job, and Geordie seratched his head and rubbed his chin ard said he would do his best. Next morning, he consulted Jack about breakfast ."Ob," said Jack, "rice will do.‘ ‘Will it, d‘ye think?" said Geordic. ‘No0, aboot how much shall I cook?" ‘Let‘s see,‘ replied Jack. ‘There‘s fourâ€" teen of us with the old man. I should say a bucketful would be plenty.‘ ‘I doot but it will," said Geordic, and went off to the galley. He got a buckâ€" etiul of rice, and put it in a large pot. and when it begn to boil it likowise began to swoll. So he baled out a porâ€" tion into another pot, and that also did likewise. _ Then he hbaled out of both pots into other pots until all his pots were full. Still it swelled, and Geordic became alarmed. So he put on al the lids and lashed them tightly down. Then hbe went forth and locked the doer, and stood against the bulwarks watching it. Soon the skipper cane The pets of some _ of Philadelphia‘s fi(l;eatest belles have captured blue ribâ€" ns at the pet stock sows. All told, this invasion of furry foreigners presâ€" ages the downfall of the cat of the "good old days," or rather nights, and her garden wall musicales. _ Ah, that "curious and complicated _ yocalism," Even the family dog will have to _ reâ€" form, as the aristocratic beauties _ of high degree are above quarreling. _ Our only native rival to imported purrers is the Mains cat, whose fine physique and magmificent coat is variously acâ€" counted for.â€"Philadelphia Record. Very few of the American cat breeders enter the cat fancy for the revenue to be derived. They are true fanciers in every sense of the word. Although Uncle Sam only honors regâ€" istrations of this particular register other stud books are maintained by most all the different cat societies. The last volumes of the Beresford Cat Club Stud Book and the National Cat Stud Book of America embraced the pediâ€" grees of almost 500 different felines. Many of the pedigrees occupy an entire gage and embrace the names of noted English prize winners. A recognized stud book has been openâ€" ed in Washington, D. C., and cat fanâ€" ciers have little trouble in bringing imâ€" portations through American ports, proâ€" viding they abide by the rules of entry of. this register. This stud book is simiâ€" lar to that kept by the American Kenâ€" rel Club and Live Stock organizations. sands of years ago in the Nile country, when she drowsily watched the Israelâ€" ite lawâ€"giver lead his people into the desert, she may be quite as comfortable. Her contemptuous disregard of everyâ€" thing save her own comfort would make even being worshipped a bore. It is a fact that within the last few years more cats than dogs, or any other pet stock, have been imported into this country. The Rice Swelled. Waiterâ€"Will you please write out that order and sign it, sir?" Guestâ€"What for? Waiterâ€"As a sort of allb! for the house ts show the corner, sir. "We‘ve done it," he said. "Wo‘re clear of the Horn this time. Call the stewâ€" ard, and at cight bells we‘ll splice the mainâ€"brace."â€"$St. James‘ Gazette. Guest (in restaurant)â€"Bring me a Welsh rarebit, a broiled lobster, a bottle of imâ€" ported ale and a piece of mince ple. less he knew we all listened, and spoke so that we mizht hear. It was time to call the watch when at last he turred and laid a hand on the _-Ixou!der: of the second mate. Doubtâ€" we groped for the reefâ€"points and were concerned to finish the business. ' Chests against the yard, our feet , strotched far behind us against the taut |foot rope, while the snow swirled over ‘and the wind snatched at us, we fumâ€" bled for a hold on the siatting canvas. It was like digging vain fingers into a ! sheet of wood; it had life and the crue}â€" Xy. of live intelligence. 1t dodged our groping hands; it rose and buffeted at our heads, while on my left the Dutehâ€" !man sobbed and gibbered, and on my right old Duggan blarneyed and cursed. _ *"Smother her, me lads," he was ery» ing. "Smother her, now. ‘There ye‘ve got her!" The wind emptied itself from the sail as the ship swung and pointed the yard to the eye of the gale, and we were swift to seize the occasion expertly. Fold after fold we dragged the wet, frozen canvas up, lifting it to windward where old Dugâ€" gan took in the carâ€"rings. We packed it under our chests as we gathered it, till we heard the shout that told us that the reef was up and seiz»d, and then } On to the yard at last, where, braced halfâ€"in to spill the wind from the sail, it rocked and slapped the width of its parallel, and the work to be done was at hand. Old Duggan, with sixty hard years of seaâ€"service behind him, and the buoyant pride of a good sailor always young in his blood, was first to wind ward on the foot rope. I followed, and next was a "Dutchman"â€"as we called Teutonsâ€"a mild and callow German. Duggan edged out adroitly to take the weather earâ€"ring, and as we went, tho prisoned canvas bellowed and slapped at the foot rope we stood on, while its head barked outfingers as we gripped for a hold on the iron jackstay. _ Duggan straddled the yard arm, the slack fift against his chest, and deftly cast Joose tha earâ€"ring and took a tury through the bolt. And he started the shrill yell to which sailormen haul in time. "All together, boys," he cried, "and lift her up to wind‘ard. Up wid her!t" ed to climb the topmast ;i;zvgii\‘g,'_t-l-l.c driving snow blinded one, pouncing venâ€" omously on all bare skin. send the man there aloft to help him. The wind was blowing great guns by now; as we climbed on to the rail and into the weather rigging, ve felt that it came not unarmed, for snow blew inâ€" to our faces and stung like nettles. ‘The ratlines were an affliction to bands alâ€" ready raw with sea salt and soaked rope and as she rolled and the lanyards rendâ€" ered stiffy, the very swliter swung unâ€" der our feet. Into the futtock shrouds we went, and as soon as one raised one‘s face above the rim of the top, and turnâ€" ... it‘ F s o man, gave ker the tune shrilly, and we lifted herâ€"we lifted her, till she was chockâ€"aâ€"block, and we were free to lift the main upper topsail. It was done at last. "Now, boys, up and hand her!" cried the second mate, and went aft to reliove the wheel, to "Luff, there!" shouted the captain, and ds soon as the wind spilled her, we tallied on,. Old Duggan.. the Galway The port watch took charge of the forward gear, and we tallied on the gear of the upper mizzon to{nni!. The refâ€" tackles sque&led, and, though it was a little handkerchicef of a kite, it flapped and fought like the mainsail of a frigâ€" ate. There were only five of us in the starboard watch, and one a boyâ€"alt boneâ€"weary and muscleslack with toil and co.ld and wetness. We led the l'l-l\h-i-lâ€"l-; end of the weather tackle through a snathblock, and passed it out. "Call all hands and reef tops‘ls!" he ordered, and sighed. For we were clearâ€" ing the Horn this leg, at the twentieth time of trying, and he was jloth, tor all the old ship‘s rottenness, to strip a sinâ€" gle knot from her gait. The second mate said something that was blown from his lips. We caught a word or two about "them preventer backstays" and the captain no(flled. house, we crouchedâ€"we, the watch, stiff in our oilskins and wet cloths, waitâ€" ing the call that was sure to come to bestir ourselves about the waters deck and aloft,. _ And in t&» meantime we watched the captain, as schoolboys watch a remote taciturn master, and read a hundred meanings into every expression of his face and every lift of his head. It was the second mate‘s watch, and the officer had propped himself under the weather mizzen rigging, his <yes watchful on the gear. _ At the standard compass, holding to the binnacles with both hands, the captain verified the course, and the light of the binnacle lamps gleamed in streaks on his wet oilskins, and threw a half circle of raâ€" diance on his chest, and the thick beard that cascaded over it. _ At the lee sids of the poop, under shelter of the chartâ€" house, we crouchedâ€"we, the watch. stiff FOR the Horn. _ To southward the gale banked itself like a flood, and 1ts vehemence grew minâ€" ute by minute. The old ship, her z0pâ€" gallants furled, was heeled over to it, for, although the great tooth of the Horn was menacing to the northwest, it was our purpose to clear it on this reach, and while the knots reeled off the wind grew, and the great seas of the Horn were rising ominously. Case for the Coroncr.