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) bâ€"commit dvenâ€" h T OF IN. Mrs on /y 1113 WI Capital T m ance ) )pjses pro tary Noâ€" His "Oh, I must not faint! I must not even be weakâ€"I, who am required to #upport others," was the thought that eallei back her ebbing strength. . She went up to Cassinove and offered him both her hands, saying: Â¥or an instant the sudden and acute wealization of all this overwhelmed her, the scene darkened before her eves, the flocr seemed to sink under her feet. "Yes, love, yes; it were ungracious and ungrateful to refuse so kind an ofâ€" fer. You will go to the Duchess of Beresâ€" leigh for a few weeks, until you have reeovered the shock of this calamity. Afterward. Providence will provide." "Bhe will never bave the heart to leave me, I will love _ her so well." maid Rose, rising and _ gravely emâ€" bracing Laura. 1nen looking at Cassiâ€" move, she said, "This is settled." There was a pause, and then a sudâ€" den paleness overspread the face of Rose. BShe knew that she must no longer intrude upon last hours of the condemned man and his devoted wife, but she felt all the horror of bidding a last farewell to s man doomed to die a violent death in a few hours. "It is settled," answered the prisoner and his wife in the same breath. "Yes, 1 hear, sweet Rose," replied the pale womans. Then going to her husband, abe asked, "Is this your will, dear Casâ€" sinove. Shall you be happier to have me so disposed of." _ "My wife will require no persuasion to become your guest for a few weeks, and I shall be tranquilized to think that in the first days of her grief she will be in a safe haven amongz dear friends." "With the warmest welcome, with the most respectful sympathy. _ All will study her comfort from my noble mothâ€" erâ€"inâ€"law down to me. We are a united family, Mr. Cassinove. We think with one mind and feel with one heart. Oh, believe it." "Laura, you hear?" exclaimed Rose turning to her friend. _ & "Alas, madam, I have but words, and words are all too poor and vain to exâ€" press how profoundly I feel your goodâ€" "You approve my plan, and you will persuade Laura to agree to it?" "Oh, Mr. Cassinove, I have elready spoken to Laura, Do you also speak to her; she will not gainsay you. _ Perâ€" suade her to consent to share my home, and then leave her with confidence to my Reart. To me and to my husband she shall be as the dearest of our sisters." "Ah, your sisters, madamâ€"how would they receive my stricken one?" inquired Cassinove, turning a look of unutterable love and compassion upon his wife. The doomed man loked from the earnâ€" est, fervent countenance of th#e _ young duchess to the beautiful, pale face of his wife, and hesitated. Rose, seeing his emâ€" barrassment, hastened to say: Cassinove looked with reverential adâ€" miration upon her eloquent young face, but answered nothing as yet. She continued: "I fear it will be thought too preâ€" sumptuous in me to ask such a thing of Laura; 1 should scarcely venturo so much if I did not know that her greatâ€" eat comfort will be found in doing good, and that her presence will be a great good to me." "Andâ€"the duke. madam *" "My husband understands the _ great blessing that Laura would be to me, and for that reason, as well as for the high esteem he has for her, he warmly apâ€" proves the plan. He authorizes all that I have said. and more." "Yes, Mr. Cassinove, and afterâ€"after â€"whenâ€"â€"" The words seemed to suffocate her, for she could proceed no further. ‘"When all is over with me," suggestâ€" ed the prisoner in a gentle voice. "When you are with (God," said Rose, in a firmer tone, "then I would pra Laura to return with me to Bemleig{ House, and share my heart and home forever." "I am sure that you will be all that the kindest friend can be to my bereavâ€" ed wife," replied the young man, grate fully. 1 would throw myself upon her noble heart for sympathy and feel sure of finding it. What I {now Laura in such a case would be to me, I wish to be to her," said Rose, earnestly. "Mr. Cassinove, if my position _ and hers were reversed, if I were in â€" the same straits to which she is now reduced "Mr. Cassinove, Laura is to me like a dear sister and more than a sister, for I love her more than any one in the world except one." "You are the ange! of her life, as she is of mine," said the prisoner. . § "I am sure, then, that you have served | "I would do so, if I could. Mr. Cassiâ€" ) nove, I do not come here of an empty | visit, or only to take up a portion of the precious time that you two have to be together. 1 came with a purpose that is very near my heart." Rose paused, and _ Cassinove _ looked interested and attentive. Rose resumed, with some embarrassment, that soon, however, gave way before the affectionate candor and ‘ aimplicity of her nature: "Mr. (hasinove.! will you premit me to speak to you as I : should if you were my brother. Thank | you, I knew you would. It is of your‘ wife that I wish to speak. She is your | aenly source of anxiety now. is she not"’l "SBe is indeed, madam; but for the thought of my wife I could die content," said Cassinove, bitterly. And Laura left the cell, and took her seat upon a bench in the passage outside. She looked up and saw one of the offiâ€" «ers of the prison approaching. _ She asked him what o‘clock it was. "CGone three." _ tome three! and she must leave him forever at six! Only three hours left, and those men taking up the precious time! While she sat there with her lifeâ€"powâ€" ers ebbing away, Dr. Clark and Mr. Watâ€" son came up. The worthy physician and the good pastor had been in attendance upon Cassinove the greater part of the day. They looked aurprised to see Laura sitting outside; but she explained to them that her husband was engaged with his lawver. She turned on him a look of unutter able affection, and gave him her hand. "Retire for a little while, dearest. I must see the gentleman alone," said Casâ€" sinove. | _ Meanwhile, Laura remained in the cell { with her hueband until the return of Dr. Clark and Mr. Watson, when she retired | to let them speak unreservedly to Casâ€" | sinove, while she herself went to seek ‘an interview with the warden of the ; prison. On entering his office, she sat | down, and, in a hesitating manner, preâ€" { ferred her mournful request to be perâ€" , mitted to remain with her husband on | this lzst night of his life; but she was | kindly, though firmly, informed that the | rules would noi allow her to do s "Only for a few days, dear one, then you shall know all. And thenâ€"you will try to bear up and live for my sake?" "If I live I will do all I can toward making restitution," said the colonel, rising to leave the _ cell, and _ seeâ€" ing for the first time that the wife of the prisoner had entered. "Goodâ€"morning, Ladyâ€"I should say, Mrs, Cassinove, You see here one dying man come to ask pardon of another," eaid the colonel hurriedly, as he bow and left the cell. And indeed his very decrepit appearâ€" ance seemed to warrant his grave words. As soon as he was gone, Laura spoke: "I must not deceive you, Cassinove. I have been here some minutes, and 1 overheard the conclusion of your interâ€" view with Colonei Hastings." "And you have learnedâ€"â€"" "Nothing, but that something has been eoncealed from me." They were soon interrupted by the reâ€" turn of Colone! Hastings with a lawyer. "It is very, very bitterâ€"say nothing to her of this until it is over; to know it now would only increase her distress; whereas the knowledge a few days hence might have a beneficial effect upon her spirits. Now, if you please, Colonel Hastings, bring me those documents of which we spoke, and an able lawyer at once; I have but little time to attend to some necessary forms; the rest must be left to your management." ‘After the sudden death of my son, I hastened from Badenâ€"Baden to do this late justice. I found you on trial for life, and had no opportunity of commuâ€" nicating with you. I placed myself amâ€" ong the witnesses for your defense, and awaited the issue of your trial. After your conviction, I saw that there was no time to be lost in trying to obtain the clemency of the Crown. I sought the minister immediately. I found the Duke of Beresleigh with him on the same errand of friendship, but we failed of obtaining his favor. _ This morning I obtained an audience with the King, and having preferred my petition, was blurtly refused and dismissed. I next sought an interview with the Queen, and implored her intercession, but in vainm, for neither pardon, commutation nor reâ€" spite could I get. In despair I returned home, and thought that I would let the matter drop, as the revelation at such & crisis would avail nothing. But then an irresistible desire to confess everything, and obtain your forgiveness, brought me hither." m Laura saw that entreaties and prayers wouid be of no avail to break these stern ruies. and, in pale despair, she arose and left the office. As Laura reâ€"entered Cassinove‘s cel she was surprised to observe that Mr. Watson was no longer there, but that an unexpected visitor, Colonel Hastings, was seated beside Cassinove, whose sudâ€" denly blanched face and fixed eyes beâ€" trayed the fact that he had received some unexpected intelligence that even in this day of doom had power to transâ€" fix him. I);oth the prisoner and the visiâ€" tor were so deeply absorbed that they, neither of them, observed the entrance of Laura, who samk unnoticed into her chair. Colonel Hastings was saying: "Mr. Cassinove, I need not tell you that I believe fully in your innocence; you know that I do. May the Almighty and Allâ€"Merciful support _ and comfort you! When I am out of your sight, I shall be on my knees in prayer for you. Goodâ€"by." "I shall come hour of closing. sent." Laura rose to accompany her back to the hackney coach, but outside the cell door she met Dr, Clark, and consigned Rose to his care. Rose turned to the prisoner‘s wife, saying: "Farewell, blessed angel! May the richest blessings of henven descend on you and yours," said Cassinovea, with deep emotion. for you, Laura, at the Goodâ€"by for the preâ€" Laura had not spoken since she ‘had been brought to Beresleigh House. All night long she lay senseless and seemâ€"~ ingly without life. Dr. Clark and Rose watched beside her till long after the sun had risen. j At length the dootor arose, udcnfl' around to the side of the duchess, : "You may retire to rest now, my dear Laura was lifted immediately from the carriage and conveyed to bed in the aumptuous chamber prepared for her, where she lay insensible to all that was passing around her, looking more like the dead than the living. When they reached the _ Beresleigh House they found Dr. Clark there awaitâ€" ing them. He had thrown himself in a hackney coach and preceded them, to atâ€" tend upon Mrs. Cassinove, whose condiâ€" tion, he foresaw. would require his ut most medical skill. Then after a few minutes, supported on one side by Dr. Clark and on â€" the other by Mr. Watson and attended by Rose, she was takem to the carriage, rose FOt in first that she might _ reâ€" ceive Laura, who was placed, more dead than alive in the carriage. Rose receivâ€" ed Laura in her arms and supported her on her bosom and the order was given to drive to Beresleigh House. No word broke the stillness of that ride. Rose could not mock that awful sorrow with any commonplaces of consolation. The good minister supported her from the cell. She was white. cold and sinking; her life seemed ebbing fast from ber. But the forthougk of Dr.Clark had proâ€" vided for this emergency. They sat her down upon the bench, beside the young dughess, who tenderly pipported her fainting form, while the doctor bathed her face in spirits of camphor. & She raised her head, and fixed her eeys upon his face with a long, long gaze, threw her arms around him again, and clasped him to her heart with the strength of despair, as though her frail arms could bave held him away from the whirlpool of fate that was drawing him from her. She muttered incoherent gasping phrases, of which nothing could be distingubished bu the words: "God be with you, my own true wife! Farewell!" said Cassinove, gently disenâ€" gaging her arms from about his neck and giving her to the charge of Mr. Watson. "Oh, must Iâ€"must I go, even now? God bless you, love! Farewell. farewell!" Cassinove and his devoted wife were standing together, his arm supporting her form, her head resting _ upon his breast. "Is it time?" he inquired. "It is time," replied the minister. "The hour has come, love," said Cassinâ€" ove, steeping and whispering to â€" his wife. "It is six o‘clock, Mr. Watson. Will you be so good as to go to the prisoner and tell him so, and bring his unhappy wife. It seems a cruel thing to part them toâ€"night, but in such cases the iron rule is the most merciful." "Can you bear this, madam?" anxiâ€" ously inquired Dr. Clark. . 3 The governor of the prison came saying: |â€" Pss M The pallid brow and dilated eyes of the young lady betrayed the sympatheâ€" tic sufferings that she would willingly have concealed. "Yes, yes; ‘as my day is, so shall my strength be.‘ Is it not so, Mr. Watson?" "Yes, dear madam, so may you prove it," replied the minister. She needed all her strength now, the great crisis of suffering had rived. Mr. Watson bowed, and slowly _ and sadly entered the cell. Dr. Clark went immediately to receive Rose, and conduct her to the door of the cell. Nor will we, reader, intrude upon _ a grief so sacred. We will remain with the clergyman and the pnysician in the passage, where they passed the sad inâ€" terval in pacing up and down before the closed door of the cell, until an officer of the prison advanced and told them that the lady who had been there in the morning had returned in her and was waiting to receive Mrs. Cassinove. "They have little more than half an hour; fet them pass it together," said Mr. Watson, as soon as they were out of the cell. And so saying the good pastor pressed the hands of Laura and Cassinove, and beckoned Dr. Clark to follow him from the cell. "Cassinove, we will leave you together now until the hour of closing, then we shall returnâ€"to pass the night with you, and the doctor to receive your wife. Be firm, dear friends; continue to call on ‘Him who sounded the depths of human wor to be your stay and comfort. Reâ€" member that this parting is but for a little time. Lief at longest is but a span; and your reunion hereafter, in the better land, will be for all eternity," They arose from their knees strengthâ€" ened to endure. And though her brain still reeled, and her heart still b&d, Laura felt that she could now retain life and reason through the anguish of that hour. Mr. Watson signed to Dr. Clark, and said : It was now past four o’cloek.;' in two hours more Laura must bid her husband a final adieu. She reâ€"entered the cell, acoempanied by her two old friends, to pass those two precious, awful hours in his company. _ They found Cassinove grave and collected, He greeted his friends calmly, and then drew Laura to his side, and sat with her hand clasped in his. Oh, the clasp of that loved hand, so soon to be convulsed in a violent death! Oh, the glance of those loving eyes, so soon to be closed forever! The thought was suffocating, maddening to her. _ All the suffering of the last few dreadful days had failed to prepare her for this hour of supreme agony. She felt that sudden death or insanity threatened her, that brain or heart must instantly give way. She breathed a s1â€" lent, agonized prayer for help and strength,. _ Mr. Watson noticed her inâ€" creasing agony, and,. knowing the effiâ€" cacy of divine consolation in such exâ€" treme cases, he proposed that all should kncel and unite in invoking it. â€" They knelt, and the venerable clergyman pourâ€" ed forth his soul in earnest prayer tor the doomed prisoner, and for his afflictâ€" ed wife. The clergyman sat down beside her. Dr. Clark took her hand, and looked into her face, and then hurriedly walked away. He returned in a few minutes with a glass of wire and a biscuit, of which he foreed Laura to partake. At that moment, &lso, the cell door opened, and Colonel Hastings and the lawyer came out. They bowed in passâ€" ing, and immediately left the prison. CHAPTER Xxxv. up, for are To serve as "central" in Manila a girl must speak _ and understand English, Spanish and Tagalog, and some of them possess a working knowledge of Japanâ€" ese, Chinese and other Oriental tongues. The fact that the field of labor, aside from domestic service, for the Filipino girl is so limited, makes employment in this line especially desirable and much sought after by the daughters of the wellâ€"toâ€"do Filipinos. Hence to be a "hello girl" in the Philippines is an honor carâ€" rying with it prestige and entry into the best society. The chief operatorâ€"an American woâ€" manâ€"of the recently established Manila The Spanish custom of never permitâ€" ting an unmarried woman above the age of 12 years to leave the portals of her casa unaccompanied etill prevails with both Spaniards and Filipinos of the betâ€" ter class, and their employment as teleâ€" phone operators permits no relaxation of the watchful care. Position Sought by Members of Aristoâ€" cratic Families. Manila telephone subscribers feel that though living in what the average Amerâ€" ican believes to be a semiâ€"barbarous land the rest of the world has no "edge" on them in being served by comely maidens as "hello girle." The Filipino telephone operator comes from the best families of her land, and takes her work more seriously than her fair skinned sister of the Occident, says the Kansas City Star. She has her servant, who is also _ her chaperon, to accompany her to the ofâ€" fice, carrying her back to the security of her home when the gong rings on her day‘s work. "My wife! how did she pass the trying night?" How is she this morning?" inâ€" quired Cassinove. "But how is this? What muved the minister? Tell me all about it!" "What moved the minister was the attested confession of the wretch who really did commit the crimg and who has now gone to answer for it. Cassinâ€" ove, the guiltless victim of circumstanâ€" tial evidence, was to have suffered at 7 o‘clock this morning. At 7 o‘clock this morning Cassinove was free, and Thugâ€" sen, the threefold murderer, was dead by his own hand!" "For Heaven‘s sake, how was that?" inquired the greatly agitated doctor. . be comforted." "I will tell you all by and by. The aitested dying confession of Thugsen was in the hands of the minister last night; but for the abominable routine, Cassinove might have been free last night, and we all have been saved tweive hours ef anguish. The pardon was placed in the hands of the sheriff at 6 o‘clock this morning. An hour later and a legal murder had been committed. There, that is all I can tell you now, for I see that Cassinove is anxious that his wife should This gentleman turned around, and when the doctor raised his eyes he stood face to face withâ€"â€" Ferdinand Cassinove! Yes, with Ferdinand Cassinove, who, holding out his hand, exclaimed in a broken voice: "My wife! how is she, doctor?" "Great Heaven of heavens! Casainâ€" ove! alive! escaped!" exclaimed the doeâ€" The doctor turned and met Cassinove‘s dark eyes, and grasped his hands in speechless joy, that presently found exâ€" pression in a burst of manly tears. "But how is this? What muved the tor,. beside himself with astonishment. "Pardoned, fully an entirely pardoned, forâ€"a crime that he never committed," replied the clergyman, gravely. He went softly down the stairs and opened the library door. "Noâ€"look there," replied the clergyâ€" man, drawing his friend toward a gentleâ€" man who stood at the window with his back toward them. The doctor nodded, and then looked anxiously at Laura,. She seemed to have sunk back into apathy. _ He felt her pulse, and then, with a sad shake of his head, laid the pale, attenuated hand down upon the bed, and arose and glided from the room. _Mr. Watson advanced to meet him; they shook hands in silence, and then the doctor said: "You have come to tell us that it is finished." "The Rev. Mr. Watson, if you please, sir, is downstairs in the library waiting T Wamevens‘. . s d c "His soul is no longer agonized on earth; it is at peace with God." "You will do well to retire to rest at once. I expect Mr. Watson here very eoon. He promised, you know, to remain with Cassinove until all should be over, and then to come and bring his last words to his wife." "Then I will stay till he comes, and I see how my dearest Laura bears it," said Rose, resolutely. At this moment there came a gentle knock at the chamber door. Mrs. Maberâ€" ly went to open it. A servant appeared, who delivered a message, and retired. Mrs. Maberly came back to the doetor, and in her turn whispered: Laura‘s condition seemed to chage ; from time to time she partially opened her eyes, and moaned as one in intolerâ€" able pain. At last she spoke: "Oh, the long, long nightâ€"the long nightâ€"how does he bear it?" Rose with difficulty suppressed a shriek, although the news gave her inâ€" explicable relief, for ‘she thought : "His soul is no longer agonized on madam. . The last earthly troubles of Ferdinand Cassinove are over." Rose looked up in wild affright. "It is past eight o‘clock: he died, you know, at seven." ‘PHONE GIRLS OF MANILA. (To be continued.) long, Which soâ€"angered the woman who was watching the birds and had overheard their comversation that she picked up a etone, threw it at the sparrow and came within half an inch of hitting ébe mll'nn. . W. T. "Because," answered the English eparâ€" yow, "you‘re dead easy. What is the use of my digging worms when I can get big slobs like you to dig thein for me?" "Say, you," exclaimed the robin, losâ€" ing patience at last, "why do {ou rob me in this measly, contemptible fashâ€" Nature Story. (Accompanying affidavits on file). The morning shower had ceased, and the early robin,. secking for its breakâ€" fast, had caught sight of an early worm, Grabbing it with its bill, the robin pullâ€" ed the worm partly out of the ground. Then it let go, to take a fresh hold, and an English sparrow swooped down, seized the worm and flew away with it, The robin, nothing daunted, hunted up another worm, and had nearly completâ€" ed the process of extraction, when the English sparrow swooped down again and earried away this worm likewise. This performance was repeated six times more. Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills fill the veins with new, rich, red blood. That is why they strengthen the nerves and every organ in the body. That is why they cure all troubles due to bad blood or weak, shattered nerves, such as anaeâ€" mia, with its grinding, wearing backâ€" aches, headaches and sideaches, rheumaâ€" tism and neuralgia, heart palpitation, indigestion, St. Vitus‘ dance, partial parâ€" alysis, kidney troubles, and those epeâ€" cial ailments that render the lives of so many women and growing girls a burden. _ But you must get the genâ€" uine pills with the full name, "Dr. “.’il_l.ia.ml’ Pink Pills for Pale Peoâ€" °_ , » / meqcine dealers, or by mail at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50 from the Dr. Williams‘ Medicine Co., ple," on the wrapper around each Sold by a.ll medicine dealers, or by Brockville, Ont Have you on some part of your body a sore, lc'rern mpn“otm et e ’Nm rom &o causes you !“!‘!M“."‘?.‘P‘"‘."‘.d.‘m"""@“!“{. woe . Mn again. I can say nothing better than that these pills have been a bleseing to me, as th;y have made me a well woman. Cvery trace of the indigesâ€" tion is gone, and my nerves are as strong and sound as they were in girlhood. _ Now 1 can eat anything that is on the table, and 1 get sound, refreshing sleep at nights. All this I owe to the faithful use of Dr. Wilâ€" liams‘ Pink Pills, which I shall never cease to praise." not sleep at nights, and used to lie awake until I feared my reason would leave me. I was taking medicine conâ€" stantly, but it did not %lo me a bit of good. I had used Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills on a former occasion with good reâ€" sults, and at laat determined to try them was affected with such terrible feelings of dizziness and nausea that I had to leave the table sometimes with just two or three mouthfuls of food for a meal. My nerves were all unstrung and I grew so weak that I could not even sweep the floor, In fact, my nerves affected me to such an extent that I feared to be left alone. 1 could not sleen at nights and used to lie "I suffered so much from nervous dysâ€" pepsia that I feared 1 would become inâ€" sane," says Mrs. Alfred Austin, of Varâ€" ney, Ont. "For months," says Mrs Ausâ€" tin, "I was prostrated with this trouble. I got so bad I could not eat a mouthful of food without it nearly choking me. I The lovely Mrs. Sage was the first English woman to make a balloon asâ€" cent. She went up with Viftcento Lunâ€" ardi in 1784, a cat, a dog and a pigeon also being of the party. Mrs. Sage was young and graceful. She wore a plumed hat and feathers and a gossamer scarf lightly drawn about her shoulders. Afâ€" ter a few hours aloft Mrs. Sage and her costume descended at Harrow unharmed, â€"From the Woman at Home. A Severe Case Cured by Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills. Mme. Phible Was the Firstâ€"Mrs. Sage‘s Elaborate Costume, Ballooning is a sport which has always attracted women. Between 1783 and 1849 fortyâ€"nine women made balloon ascents, half of whom were English women,. A quaint writer has accounted for this by noting in most ungallant language the likeness between women and balloons. Mme. Phible, the first woman aeroâ€" naut in the world, ascended from Lynos, Mme. Blanchard was, however, the first female professional balloonist, and she ascended from Paris with her husband, the famous aeronaut, in 1783. De Fonâ€" vielle writes of her this not very reasâ€" suring epitaph: "She was born an aeroâ€" naut and died in a balloon." The Conâ€" tesse Henri was another French woman who made balloon ascents about tlfis period. She accompanied De Uarne’n on his second voyage in 1798, NERVOUS INDIGESTION. line, states that the Filipino girls emâ€" ployed as operators are very apt and inâ€" telligent and are rapidly developing . a most satisfactory service. 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A man in a amall western town bought a quart of milk and on arriving home found it was adulterated with water. The next day he posted bill« in different seeâ€" tions of the town reading : "I bought a quart of milk yesterday which I found to be aduiterated. If the scoundrel will bring me another quart I‘ll not denounce him." Bordsaux is the only effective remedy yet devised for the control of potato blight. It is easy to make and easy to apply, and where properly made and thoroughly applied is certain to be efâ€" fective. The only precautions to obâ€" serve in making are to use pure, freah matcrials and mix these in correct proâ€" portions and in the proper way, and in applying to keep the mixture on the vines during the season that blight is likely to anvear. Spraying should begin about July 15th and the vines kept covered till Septemâ€" ber. Four applications, as required, will usually accomplish this. Some have got fairly eatisfactory results from one good spraying experience, the number of apâ€" glications may perhaps be decreased, ut ordinarily it is best to use the mixâ€" ture at ‘sast four times, For applying, a spray pump will be found esonomical of labor and materials, and the gain in produet from one year‘s epraying of one acre of potatoes will ueually pay the entire cost of such an appliance, but if none is at hand, Borâ€" deaux may be applied in the same manâ€" ner as Paris green would be applied in solution for bugs. The object is to keep the crop covered with the mixture durâ€" ing the season in which blight is liable to ocenr, and while modern spraying machinery does this a little better than anything else, t.:;n are scores of farmâ€" ers in ntario who are obtaining quite satisfactory results from applying the Bordeaux by whatever means are at their dis i. Jn the mixâ€" ture vhemny kind : p:‘:a zlyou are to be used, always strain lime solution when mixing with the blueâ€" etonc. The lime sometimes slakes lumâ€" py and clogs up the noezles. If required, Paris green may be applied with the Bordeaux, adding half a pound of Paris green to each barrel of the mixture. In making the Bordeaux it is imâ€" portant to remember that these strong "stock" mixtures must never be brought together. _ Pour three gallons of the bluestone solution into a 4&‘."0. barâ€" rel (an ordinary barrel h between 40 and 50 gailons), half fill the barrel with water, add 2%% gallons of the lime solution, fill up with water, stir thorâ€" oughly and the mixture is ready for Inability to cope with the rot has been the great cause of failure in potato growâ€" ing Ontario, yet five dollars or even less, will cover the entire cost for material and labor required to treat one acre of potatoes with Bordeaux mixture, and this mixture properly made, and consisâ€" tently and intelligently applied, is a cerâ€" tain preventive of rot,. From experiments officially conducted at Guelph, at Otâ€" tawa, and at practically every experiâ€" ment «tation in the United States, and from the practical experience of growâ€" ers everywhere, Bordeaux Mixture bas proven the only effective remedy for poâ€" tato rot. At Ottawa during _ the past three years, the average increase _ in yield from figu}'ing with this mixture was 94.5 bushels per acre. As it is inconvenient to weigh the lime and copper at the time of mixing, and quite impracticable to keep a aupply of ready mixed Bordeaux on hand, stock solutions of the copper and lime are usually prepared ready for mixing as required. To prepare material suffiâ€" cient to treat one acre of potatoes four times, proceed as follows: Place 72 pounds of bluestone in a bag or basket hnd suspend it near the surface in 36 36 gallons of water in a barrel. It will dissolve in a few hours, and every galâ€" lon afterwards dipped from this barrel will contain exactly two pounds of blueâ€" etone. For the lime stock mixture, take 60 pounds of fresh unslaked lime and 30 gallons of water. Slake the lime by the use of as little of the water as possible, and when all is broken down, being the solution to standard strength by addâ€" ing what remains of the 30 gallons of water. Every gallon of lime mixture now contains exactly two pounds of lime. ‘These mixtures, if kept under cover and evaporation prevented, will reâ€" tain their etrength ali summer. a good acreage to this crop this «pring, will, if they are able to successfully bring their crop to maturity, reap larger returns from potatoes than they ever could likely derive from any line _ of farming in which they might engage, and it is to point out briefly one or two litâ€" tle things that in these days must be attended to, if potato growing is to be successfully accomplished, that this arâ€" ticle has been prepared. Bordeaux mixture for potato «prayâ€" ing is made from the following formula: Copper Sulphate (Bluestone or Blue Vitâ€" rol 6 pounds; unslaked lime, 5 pounds; water, 40 to 50 gallons. s _ The Ontario Department of Agriculture is making an investigation into the poâ€" tato industry of the Province by Mr. H. B. Smith, B. S. A. After visiting the most important potato growing eections of Ontario, he is preparing a «pecial report for publication. Pending the free report, which will probably show a more eeriâ€" ous state of affairs than is generally supâ€" posed, the following recommendations are put out with a view to impressing upon farmers the necessity of immediate acâ€" tion. The treatment of potatoes to preâ€" vent the rot is a matter of extreme imâ€" portance. nOtario produced fewer potatoes in 1906 than she ever produced in any sinâ€" glee year in all the time the Provincial {urtment of â€" Agriculture have been collecting information concerning the acreages annually devoted to farm crops. Within the past few years the area planted to potatoes in this Province has decreased by 50,000 acres; the product by approximately 6,000,000 b\ibefl. Preâ€" sent indications are that the crop of 1907 will be lighter than last year‘s with the high prices that have ruled for some time strongly maintained. Farmers, on the right kind of soil, who have planted All Took the Hint. 8 a truer civic and political life may be established. Bless, we pray Thee, our Canadian land .and enable us all to be worthy of the high vocation with which we have been called. Amen. goodly herit that Thou I days that a to us in God the Christia ing nearer the help that on. Th ter by a hair‘s is, \l'ant God is, Christ is. Who the hurgry, «clof the sick. And n â€"â€"whoso shall r My name receiv Christ‘s* Every born of God.â€"He we negiected or despised, No other Witnmess need be summoned. No other charge than lovelessness shall be preâ€" ferred. _ Be not deceived. The words which all of us shall one Day hear sound not of theology but of life, not of churches and saints but of the hungry and poor, not of creeds and doctrines but of shelter and clothing, not of Bibles and prayer books but a cup of cold water in the name of Christ. Thank God the Christianity of toâ€"day is comâ€" ing nearer the world‘s need. Live to help that on. Thank God men know betâ€" ter by a hair‘s breadth, what religion is, \\'fint God is, who Christ is, where Christ is. Who is Christ? He who fed the hurgry, clothed the naked, visited the sick. And where is Christ? Where*t â€"whoso shall receive a little child in My name receiveth Me. And who are Christ‘s* Evory one that loveth is born of God.â€"Henry Drummond. placed "Every One That Lovethk." It is the Son of Man before whom the nations of the world shall be gatherâ€" ed. It is in the presence of Humanity that we shall be charged. And the specâ€" tacle itself, the mere sight of it, will gilently judge each one. Those will be there whom we have met and helped: we neglected on Witmess need hb charge than lor ferred. Be not which all of us «l not of theology churches and sa and poor, not « but of shelter an or the Come strangers from the hill and dale, We gather as we go, We bid you welcome to our throng, Drink! for the waters flow. Nor heavy burdens ever more, Shall bend our bodies down, We‘ll sing the song of immortal hope And joy in the Kingly crown. _‘ Let us pave for His feet a royal way, Soften the roughened road, Bend to your work with double strength, And clear the path for God! Prepare a welcome with your might, 1 see the signal fair Rising from vale along the slope, Floating in morning air. Lift up your heart felt voice in song, Let gladness fill your»soul, And kiss the hand outstretched to arve, Making the spirit whole. Prepare, prepare with willing hands, With joyful Jabors, bend, Work, for the day of days is near, Your hearts and voices blend. Gather the stones from the winding way, Clear up the steep hillsides, For the heraid, proclaims the glorious news The monarch in his majesty rides. Prayer. We bless thee, bountiful giver t the good land in which The aced us, Surely the lines have us in pleasant places and our Beamswville, Ont neglected or aespised ness need be summon ge than lovelessness ed. Be not deceived. ch all of us shall one D of theology but of rches and saints but « poor, not of creeds of shelter and elothing prayer books but a KEA â€" mo> Yz P &=â€" SURLN fome IC The Roadmender‘s Song. m we have me? and the unpitied multitud places and ours is We bless Thee for a en to our land in t} â€"H. T. Miller ] No â€" other No other ill be preâ€" The words l«