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2nnia LED. AXE. or Yes! it was true. In the midst of his glorious struggle, the champion of poliâ€" tical righteousness had been _ stricken down with a mortal illness. The news of his attack had spread like wildâ€"fire through the couniry, carrying a sort of consternation with it. For he whom the destroyer had felled was in every resâ€" t a man of mightâ€"one upon whose c:ogrity. strength and power, _ and, strange as it may appear, upon whose econtinued existence the people had quietâ€" ly. blindly reposed. For with him they mnever remembered to associate the idea Thus in almost insufferable anxiety and anguish of mind the poor fellow hurâ€" ried on, never stopping for neediul rest; {osting day and n?ht, praying ever lest is friend should die before he reached there; die before he could sob out, on his knee, his bitter repentence, before he could receive forgiveness and his dying blessing. We must leave him hurrying on, and relate what had in the meantime hapâ€" pened at_llov‘lot, Bu}l. &4 s tion of passengers was full of it; at the roadside inns the travelers talked of mothing ele; every paper spoke of it ; it seemed to be regarded as a sudden ad great national calamity. He heard variâ€" ous reports, often inconsistent and contraâ€" dictory ; sometimes that Mr. Hunter was in the last extremity; sometime that he was dying; once that he was dead; but this last dreadful rumor was instantly contradieted by another, that assured the people he was better, much better, that there were hopes. _ _ _ . ter, a severe, an insupporiable, a crusnâ€" ing punishment! No the young man felt it now, that the nobleâ€"hearted friend he had wronged so deeply, known only so lately, and now loved and honored so ardently, yet so vainly, was snatched away from _ his tardy repentance! _ Had purgatory a worse punishment than that ? The remaining hope, the one last poor hope of seeing him yet alive, of claspâ€" ing his living hand, of gaining one blesâ€" aing. This hope, this possibility inspred him ; lent wings to his action. That night he left New York for the western part of Maryland. He hurried on, he travelled day and night. But everywhere, everywhere, he heard of Daniel Hunter‘s extreme illâ€" ness. In the stageâ€"coaches the conversaâ€" worthy? Obh! very ardent had been his desires, his aspirations; very admirable his resolution; very bright and joyous his hopes. ter But bitter ed to go to Daniel Hunter, and accuse and abuse himeelf to his own heart‘s content; for nothing else could satisfy the demands of his feelings ! True, much of all this had been writâ€" ten in letters to him, but what can a pen do in such a case, Could it demonâ€" satrate the lrower of a felling that it required a lifetime to live out? And he had been hurrying home so eagerly, so joyously for this purpose. Such a «on as he had hoped to be to him. Daniel Hunâ€" ter had no son; but he! for affection, and devotion, and reverence, and service; he would be a dozen sons in one. Oh, yes, if his nobleâ€"hearted fatherâ€"inâ€"law had loved him even when he was perâ€" verse, how much more would he love him now, when he should prove himself been revolutionized, his whole nature had set toward Daniel Hunter with an ardâ€" ent, remorsefull, passionate desire; for his approbation. At any time the boy could have embraced him; could have pressed him to his heart; could have thrown himself at his feet in penitent, passionate acknowledgment, #nd now his dearest purpose had been to hasten to him as Elun injured father; to make the most thorough and satisfactory â€" reâ€" nunciation of his former misconceptions and errors and then to cast himsélf upâ€" on the certain love of that noble, that magnanimous heart. Yes, he had intendâ€" most severe, most 'lmu"mb For Falconer was not one to lo revenge or repent in moder: since the scales had fallen from vision, and he had seen and 1 Appreciated and admired Dan as he really was, his whole } been revolutinninalt Kiz «it.xl. oc], _ ___30 CCf6 an army, a legion of angels, could not have uv{d himmwhen € ‘NM of the B.Irhelt summoned him l' y. He must T. n the glorious prime of manhood, in the climax of his power and usefulnessâ€"must go and leave his great work unfinished! _ Oh! mysâ€" terions providence. (h! inserutable myâ€" atery of death and the grave! And then his sorrow and remorse, and bitter, bitter disappointment! that was No, not angels, co now ! thinsg 1N now! Oh! it is a ps for death to step in | our late remorse; a had seen and understood, 1 admired Daniel Hunter as, his whole heart had t insufferable of all not one to love or hate moderation. And his moral 188in; _ be bit ance in such strong linecs of shade and light. Every eye was lixed upm l1â€"m; every ear bent to catch his words; a spirit of prophetic awe subdaed the meeting to attention. 1‘e spole; »poke as he had never spocen hnefore; spoke as at such an epoch of his conntry‘s (râ€" tremity a dying patcrot might speak; yet there was nothing breathirgy of death in his manner; he spoke with isemendâ€" ous power; those wno hearl him rec!lâ€" ed with wonder and enthusiagm his 3rm and face as he stood there,instinet with mughty inspiration; In: voice, as it 1( ) ed in thuncer over their heads, or suh sided in low, sweet persuasive tones, penâ€" etrated the deepest rece:ses of their hearts with convinciag power. \e all know the speech. i2 the :rekives cf legislative oratory i1 is proserved os the masterpice of argument and eloquence. It prevailed over the anacchy of the cor â€" vention. It secured the nomination of General â€"â€". It sucesedel, though tc who made it never know i‘. . For at the elose of his address Mr. Hunter sat down, amid the sil:ice that followedâ€" the silence more elogaeat than the loudâ€" est aplauseâ€"the sileace that was fearâ€" fully broken at length by a voies, oxâ€" claiming, in alarm: "Mr, Hunter has fallea." The meeting arose in s mass. H# All this was the subject of the bitterâ€" est disappointment and well nigh deâ€" spair to the patriot staesman. It seemed indeed a useless as well as thankless task to care and toil for the welfare of a country surrendered to the governâ€" | ment of mobs, which were themselves the sport of every caprice; the tools of every suceessive political adventurer. Yet never had he labored so hard, struggled so desperately in the cause of political integrity as now; he wrote innumerable | letters to partisans and opponents; great political essays for the leading journals of the country; travelled from county to county, and from State to State; adâ€" dressed conventions and mass meetings; in short, gave nor est to soul nor body, day nor night. And this unremitting toil was attended by the most harassing anxiety, that wore terribly upon his nervous _ system, and _ all combined brought about a state in which cause .and effect acted and reacted upon each other with fatal power. ! ~The convention of his party mot at the city of â€"â€" to nominate their eandiâ€" | date for the Presidency. He was a memâ€" |lwr of that memorable body, and when | he arrived unavoidably late upon the | first day of the session, he found the | convention already divided against itself, The great, distracting qusstion had amisâ€" | en among them, and thrown everything | else into confusion. He haa come ththâ€" such .c jesty ne The great, distracting qusstion had amisâ€" en among them, and thrown everything else into confusion. He hxa come thith er with the intention of nominating and aupporting General â€"â€", ‘"ut he found only half the members with lim. lhe others were nearly equally divided in favor of Mr. â€"â€" and Mr. «â€". Mr. Hunter addressed the meetiag with even more than his usual power of logi and eloquenceâ€"he labosed severely to }ring the meeting to some unity of feeling, to some harmony of action. nL vain, in vain! For days, for weeks, anirchy reifinr-d in the asse ally, which pew daily more tempestuoas. It was on the vrink of breaking up in a riot, when Daniel Hunter arose dor the last time to address them. 1 know not what of Divine inspirition was c elved by that pale. majestic countenance: Iunt never Among other things, the old subject of contention, supposed to be partly dead and buried under "Hunter‘s Bill," was revived again, to sway the election. True, a law had been passed setting it at rest forever. But if Congress made that law, Congress could repeal it again. And at it the politicians went with all their might. And again the nation was dividâ€" ed against itself, section against section, State against State, party against party. neighbor _ against _ neighbor, brother again brother, "the father against the son, and the son against the father." The cause was this: There was an apâ€" proaching Presidential election; and the whole country was aroused to that state of political agitation, not to say frantic madness, into which it is â€"regularly thrown every fourth year. M of death. It was strange that he hould be ill; _ unaccountable _ that _ he should die. Such was the deep, unexâ€" pressed feeling. And: "What caused his illness?" "What could have caused it?" were the questions constantly asked. t, when Daniel Hunter arose jor the time to address them. I know not _of Divine inspiration was c clved hat pale, majestic countenance; but r before had their godlike orator l before them in such imposing, commanding, saca sovercign maâ€" of power. It might be the diokâ€" of the grave, and the glory of Puaâ€" that marked Lis spetking ecus tonâ€" in such strong lines of shade and â€" Every eye was lixed upm l1m; over their heads, or &uhâ€" cet persuasive tones, penâ€" eepest rece:ses of their nvincing power. Ye all ch. i2 the irehives <f ry in is proserved os the irgument and eloquence. r the anacclhy of the cor â€" cured the nomination of suceâ€"edel, though t« knew i‘. > For at the ess Mry. Hunter sat lmice that followedâ€" »qagat than the loud: e oi onl vereign maâ€" | _ e the diokâ€" lory of Puaâ€" c ng ecu; tonâ€" shade and \ apm lim; |, s words: a | . kand to see if she could impart to it any warmth, looking fondly in his face to catch and interpret his wishes in its expression, when she felt his cold fingers gently close upon her own, and met his faded eyes fixed upon hers with ineffaâ€" ble affection, and saw his lips move; and when she bent down her ear to hear his faltering tones, he whispered earnestly, "Wife! wife!" and gazed upon her loved face till his dimmed eyes grew warm, _and brilliant with the life of a love "stronger than death." She bowed and kissed the clammy brow, and lips and hands. Nor had she any difficulty in maintaining her composure; for since the physicians had given her to underâ€" stand there were no hopes of his restoraâ€" tion, the hand of death seemed coldly His first words, on partially recover ing his speech, were addressed to Au gusta. _ _Bhe wats standing by him, bending over him, holding and pressing his chilled For many, many hours, Daniel Hunter lay insensible, and for many days thereâ€" after speechless. And, oh! to her, his adoring wife, it was unutterable anguish to hang over him, and witness his inefâ€" fectual efforts to speak. That the trumpetâ€"tongued, whose clarion notes had reached and governed multitudesâ€" he, the mighty in field and forum, should be there, so powerless. Oh, awful! oh, inexorable power of death! lives was changed and darkened to the sorelyâ€" smitter wife and daughterâ€"for them a hideous night had lowered over the earth â€"a hideous nightmare settled on their t "Pray, do not be alarmed, madamâ€"the attack is hoped not to be fatal." The lady reeled back as though she must have fallen, and clutched the edge of the table for support. Maud, pale as death, rushed to her side, encircled her waist with her arms, drew her head against her shoulder, spoke to her: "Mrs. Hunter, I presume," said the gentleman, in a very low voice, apâ€" proaching and bowing; "Mrs. Hunter? "That is my name, sir." "Madam,1 am extremely sorry to inâ€" form you that Mr. Hunter has been takâ€" en suddenly i at the convention rooms â€"a stroke of apoplexy, it is feared." "Oh, no, no! Angels in heaven, no!" exclaimed Maud, starting up. But Mrs. Hunter stood, still and silâ€" ent, gazing at the messenger of evil, while all the color died slowly, slowly, from her cheeksâ€"died never to live ther again. Surprised at the unwonted. unanâ€" nounced intrusion _ of a svranger, the lady arose, and, with one hand resting upon the table, stood with perhaps the slightest degree of hauteur in her manâ€" ner, as she looked her inquiry asto his business there. _Lome in." And a quiet, gentlemanlyâ€"looking perâ€" son, clothed in black, entered, bowing, and somewhat deprecatingly â€"advanced into the room. And so he sat, with afectionate diliâ€" gence, bending over her work, the long, black ringlets, rich and abundant still, though here and there a silver thread gleamed undisturbed amid their blackâ€" ness,, drooped, halfâ€"veiling the pale, inâ€" tellectual face. Once in a while _ she would lift her head and smile, as she gazed on her beautfiul childâ€"her Maud, who sat reading upon an ottoman near her feet. Miss Hunter was in full dinâ€" ner dress, for she was obliged to re ceive all callers to whom her mother deâ€" nied herself that day. Thus were they busy when the messenâ€" ger of il cameâ€"without haste, without bustle. There was no noise‘ nor confuâ€" sion belowâ€"no hurrying steps upon the staircaseâ€"nothing _ to _ herald an apâ€" proaching fateâ€"nothing to warn them of a calamity at hand. She hbad just finished the last letter, looked it over to see if it was a fair copy and, finding it all right, had smilingly laid it upon the pile. . Smilinglyâ€"alas! it was hber last smiling moment on earthâ€"and yet she knew it notâ€"suspected it not! There came a soft tap at the door. And Mrs. Hunter, supposing it to be a waiter, with a message or card, or some such matter, without looking up from her work of arranging the papers, said : In fact, every morning, after the mail came in, Daniel Hunter received about a hundred letters, more or less, which it was necessary to notice. And before goâ€" ing to the convention for the day, he sat and opened them in succession, rapâ€" idly sketching off in shorthand the reâ€" ply to each, and filing them for his wife to answer during the hours of his abâ€" sence. Long ago Mrs. Hunter had acâ€" quainted herself with the art of stenogâ€" raphy, because, she said, it was an inâ€" genious accomplishment, and very conâ€" venient in taking down a paragraph that pleased her in any sermon, lecture or oration; but her principal motive, which she never mentioned, was to be useful in just such frequent emergencies as the present, when she could considerably lessen the burden of the overworked and toiling politician, her husband. _ And very dear to her heart was this task, for it not only lightened his labors, but secured his society to her for the evenâ€" ing. â€" And upon this fatal day Mrs. Hunter, gracefully wrapped in an elegant neglige, sat bending over her writing table. Ieâ€" side her lay a pile of manuscript in stenâ€" ography, from which she was writing out letters, which she successively laid in a neat pile for signature. For, in the hurry of his business, the lady was acting as her husband‘s amanuensis. Daniel Hunterâ€"who, by the pressure of political engagements, had been _ of late much separated from his familyâ€" had,. upon _ this occasion, brought his wife and daughter to the city, and takâ€" en apartments at the Metropolitan Hoâ€" tel. friends gathered arsard him. in :i er arms he was raised. The fatal intelligence found Mrs. Hunâ€" ter cheerfully occupied at her writingâ€" table in her morningâ€"room at the hotei, and, alas! how unprepared for the blow! The talipot palm of Ceylon grows to the height of a hundred feet, and its leaf is so large that it will cover from sixteen to twenty men like an umâ€" _ _ The one chief desire of the mother is that her little ones shall be healthy, _ bright and _ good natured. Every _ mother _ can keep her children in this condition if she will give them an occasional dose of _ Baby‘s Own â€" Tablets. These Tablets _ cure colic, . indigestion, constipation, diarâ€" rhoea, _ teething troubles and the other little ills of childhood. Mrs. E. LeBrun, Carillon, Que., says: "Baby‘s Own Tabâ€" lets have been of great value to my baby. I have used them to regulate her stomach and bowels, and for teetbing and always with the best of results. Bold by medicine dealers or by mail at 25e a box from The Dr. Williams‘ Med icine Co., Brockville, Ont. We all within our graves will sleep A bundred years to come, No loving soul for us to will weep A hundred years to come, But other men our lands will till, And others then our homes will fill, And other birds will sing as gay, And brlrt the sunshine as toâ€"day, A years to come. Who‘li press for gold this crowded street A hundred years to come? Who‘ll tread yon aisles with willing feet A hundred years to come? Pale, trembling age and flery youth, And childhood with its brow of truth? The rich, the poor, on land and sea, Where will the mighty millions be A hundred years to come? There were letters upon letters of inâ€" quiry and condolenceâ€"but those for the present she shuffled all aside, and sought the last papers. The desired news was thereâ€"the nomination‘ of Generalâ€"was announced in triumphal terms. She took the paper to Mr. Hunter‘s room to wait there until he should awake. She disâ€" missed Letty, and took her place at the side of his bed. She looked at him, and her heart grew sickâ€"for, oh! a fearful change had come upon that face, a purâ€" ple darkness had fallen in the hollows of his eyes and checks, an expression, inâ€" describable, but warning of approaching dissolution, had settled upon his counâ€" tenance, He was not asleep; she could BABY‘S WELFARE MOTHER‘S CHIEF CARE see that; and she bent over him him, according to her promise. A Hundred Years to Come. Where, where will the birds that sing, A hundred years to come? The flowers that now in beauty spring, A hundred years to come? The rosy cheek, the lofty brow, The heart that beats so gaily now? Where, where will be our hopes and fears, Joy‘s pleasant smiles and Sorrow‘s tears. She Frumised to do so, and arranged the pillows comfortably under his head, and smoothed the coverlet, and then, at his request, sat on the side of the bed and sang his favorite hymn in a low, melodious, soothing voice, until he fell asleep. She then gave up her watch to Letty and went down to receive the evening mail, which had just then arâ€" rived. Yet now she felt regret that she could not answer him satisfactorily. She said she would go into the library and look over the week‘s papers, and find out. She went, and in less than half an hour returned and told him that the convenâ€" tion had not yet fixed upon their candiâ€" date, though for the last several balâ€" lots the votes for General â€"â€"â€" had been steadily on the increase. A smile played for a moment on his wasted features, and then, beckoning her to stoop, he whispered: "Watch the papers, Augusta. Let me know the moment you see the nominaâ€" tion of their candidate settled." "Have the convention agreed upon their nominee, do you know, Augusta?" She could not inform him. She had not looked into a paper for many days. Rhe had not thought; she had not cared about the convention. She thought, she cared only for the stricken form before her. And now that he was to pass away, it was nothing to her who was nominatâ€" ed; who was dropped. As I said before â€"noble woman though she wasâ€"she was no Spartan matron, who in the good of her country could sink all other good; she was a devoted wife, whose very poliâ€" tical opinions had taken character from those of the bhusband she adored. Though exhausted and faning in alâ€" most every other respect, Mr. Hunter had recovered the _ use of _ speechâ€" though his voice was faint and broken, and he conversed _ but littleâ€"chiefly with his dear Augusta. Since his attack it seemed that the wearing cares of poliâ€" tics had lost their hold upon his mindâ€" at least by no word or sign did he manâ€" ifest the slightest interest in the subâ€" ject that had lately so deeply engaged his whole heart. But one morning, while she sat in his room, he beckoned her to approach, and inquired : _ I § Their replies confirmed her resolution, and she hastened her preparations acâ€" cordingly. A very large and commodiâ€" ous carriage was prepared for the inâ€" valid‘s use, and driven by his own coachâ€" man. Augusta rode with him to supâ€" port and nurse him. Maud and her maid followed in the family travelling carâ€" riage, which was laden with their bagâ€" gage and driven by Mr. Hunter‘s body servant. An eminent physician accomâ€" ponied the sorrowing partyâ€"he rode in his own buggy. They travelled very slowly, with short stages and frequent rests. They arrived at Howlet Hall, and Daniel Hunter was supported to his room and laid upon his bedâ€"a _ shattered, nerveless, dying man. And after a few days she prepared to take him to Howlet Mall. #he doctors remonstrated; but he repeated his brief, expressive plea: "Home, Augusta;" and could she withstand it? She had never opposed him in her life, and could she begin now? She had never opposed him in the noon of his health, strength and power, and could she do so new in the night of his illness and weakness? No, no, no; forbid it every feeling of love, honor and faith. The doctors told her that the journey might be dangerous. She inquired whether to give it up and detain Mr. Hunter in town could save his lifet They frankly answeredâ€"no. She then asked whether it would prolong it? They could not promise even tuat. closing around her own heart, chilling, calming, awing her into a strange resigâ€" nation. The next day, while she was sitting by his bed, he beckoned, and, when she stooped to listen, whispered. "Home, Augusta." ( on e wale s > tTo be continued.) to tell In order to reach the latter section it was necessary to pass through that porâ€" tion of the western slope heretofore used exclusively by cattlemen. Because of the alleged damage done by sheep to grazing lands, cattlemen strenuously obâ€" ject to their presence in any numbers Moved to Winter mange in Utah Unâ€" der Heavily Armed Escort. Under the escort of a small sized army of heavily armed men combined nerds of 20,000 sheep are being driven from the summer ranges in Montrose County, Col., to the winter ranges in Utah. The steam plow is the chief factor in the miracle. It will plow, pack, harrow and seed thirty or forty acres a day, at a cost, including seed," of less than two dollars an acre. The plowing and seed: ing are one operation, $o that there is no chance for the ground to lose what moisâ€" ture is in it. fioreover, the modern farâ€" mer drives his weeder and harrow withâ€" out compunction through his growing wheat, not minding if he does destroy some of the stalks, knowing how necesâ€" sary it is to preserve the moisture by breaking up the soil. It is believed that if the land is thus cultivated, at least five hundred million acres of land west of the Missouri River, that have been considered arid and barren, may . be transformed without irrigation into enor. mously productive wheat fields. Dry Farming. i (Christian Endeavor World.) Every American should be greatly inâ€" terested in the wonderful advance of posâ€" gibilities for the West owing to the disâ€" coven{) thit much of the land heretofore thought to be arid can be farmed with great profit without irrigation. By "dry farming" the wheat belt has already been moved into Eastern Colorado fairly to the foot of the Rockies, and where the line will stop no one can predict. These Colorado dry lands, that had been thought useless except for a little graz ing, produced last year an average of 25 bushels of whent to the acre, thus leadâ€" ing the entire country. The operating plan would be to estabâ€" lish a freezing plant at the creameries and milk stations, the frozen product to be shipped in ordinary cans, thus doing away with the present high cost of reâ€" frigerating cars. 1t is ~laimed that frozen milk kept over a month in a refrigerating room showed no change in taste on thawing, and that the cream remained evenly mixed throughout the solid mass, not rising, as it would when milk is merely kept liquid at low temperature. _ Milk for freezing would need to be in fresh, clean condition when frozen, else its keeping period would be very short after mcf‘[ing. If this plan ever comes into favor it would greatly increase the comâ€" petition in the business of supplying milk in the great cities, use. _ The latest suggestion is that the fresh milk should be trozen by submergâ€" ing the sealed cans in brine chilled far below the melting point of ice. _ The milk would not only be frozen, but would be cooled still further to a hard, dry ice, which, it is claimed, would remain in the solid form after removal for a day or two before the entire mass would rise to a melting point, the keeping qualâ€" ities being much superior to that of milk which is merely frozen at common temperature. This idea has been frequently sugâ€" gested during the past years, but it does not seem to be coming into practical Method of Preservation Yet to Be Tested on Large Scale. Whenever milk is scarce in the cities somebod{e comes forward and suggests that it shipped from distant points in a frozen condition. _ Sir,â€"Mr. Geo. H. Barr, a member of my staff, who was official referee of butter and cheese at Montreal last seaâ€" son, in speaking of his work at the reâ€" cent dairy convention held at Picton, Ont., mnz the statement that "only 2 per cent. of the clxeese which he examâ€" ined were of No. 1 grade." This stateâ€" ment has been widely quoted as showâ€" ing a seerious condition in the Canadâ€" ian cheese trade. As there is nothing in the statement itself or in the facts of the case to warrant such a conclusion, I ask your permission to make the followâ€" ing explanation. As Mr. Barr explained in his stateâ€" ment, he examined le«s than half of 1 per cent. or about ome lot out of every 200 lots of cheese received at Montreal during the season, and further, as he was asked to examine only those lots which had been condemned by the purâ€" chasers it is not surprising that only 2 per cent. were first grade. The showâ€" ing is a remarkably good one rather than a bad one. As a matter of fact, the quality of Canadian cheese never stood as high as it does at the present time. More improvement has been made in the last year or two than for many years previous. The writer has just reâ€" turned from a lengthy visit to the marâ€" kets of Great Britain and can speak wi't;h confidence on that point. By giving space to this you will greatly oblige. _ To the Editor â€" w »+â€"~ Dairy FateCarpen HERD OF 20,000 SHEEP. mWNluam) y°5iGâ€"a CANADIAN CHEESE. ou ./. $« A Ruddig, and Cold Storage Commissioner. FROZEN MILK. TORONTO explanation, Weary is the afternoon _ And weary is the night ‘And the evening and the morning Were another day,â€"‘ How wore the afternoon And the night away? Freddie had just returned from his first day at school. Auntieâ€"What did you learn? Freddieâ€"Didn‘t learn ulyth.i’. Auntieâ€"Well, what did you do?t Freddieâ€"Didn‘t do anything. _ There was a woman wn.ntinf to know how to spell "cat," and I told her. State of Missouri, County of Pike, To whom it may concern: The undersigned will Tuesday, September 20, A. D. 1846, sell at public outery for cash on premiâ€" ses, where Coon Creek crosses on the Misouri road, the following chattels, te wit: Nine yoke of oxen with yoke and chain, two wagoas with beds, three nigâ€" ger wenche*, four buck miggers, three nigger boys, two prairie plows, twentyâ€" five steel traps, one barrel pickled mfl bage, one hogshead of tobacco, one lot nigger hoes, one spinning wheel, loom, three foxhounds, a lot of coon, mink and skunk skins and a lot of other aritâ€" cles, Am gwine to California, John Doe. Richard Roe, Oryer, Free headcheese, apples and hard cidâ€" er at noon.â€"Humansville Leader. The bloodhound has the same instincts for guarding his master as any dog or hound possesses, though he does not hurt the man he has hunted.â€"Fry‘s Magaâ€" «ine. ut the little hour that breaks the heart Is just before the li=** _ _ Pn Sel . These hounds were three days at work on the scent, in most difficult and treacherous country, and succeeded ir carrying the search party to the edge ot a pool, at which they threw up the search, and from which on its being dragâ€" ged the body of the missing girl was reâ€" covered. cure such common ailments a% AhaemId Indigestion, rheumatism, neuralgia, heart paipitation, erysipelas, skin troubles, and the headaches, backaches, sideaches and other ills of girlhood and womanhood. The pills are sold by all medicine dealâ€" ers or by mail at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50 from the Dr. Williams‘ Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. Bicodhound Tracking in England. The most recent case of the successâ€" ful official employment of the bloodâ€" hound in the public service was that of the lost girl, Miss Campbell, in Ayrshire, a year or so ago, when the Provost of Gatehouse sent to Mr. George Oliphant, Secretary of the Bloodhound Hunt Club, for three hounds. Rich, red ‘blood is the cure for _ most of the ailments that afflict mankind. Dr. _ Williams‘ Pink Pills actually make pew rich blood That is why they exposure began to tell on my health. The cold lead to weakness, loss of appetite, pains in the limbs and side. I tried several medicines but they cid not help me. _ My condition _ was growing worse and a general breakdown threatened, I slept poorly at night and lost much in weight, and began to fcar that I was drifting into chronic invalâ€" idism. One day while reading a newspapâ€" er I was attracted by the statement of a fellow sufferer who had been cured through the use of Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills. I had spent much money without getting relief, and I hated to spend more but the cure was so convincing that I decided to give these pills a trial,. I am now more than thankful that I did so. After the first couple of weeks they began to help me, and in seven weeks after I began the pills I was as well as ever I had been, I am now convinced that had I tried Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills at the outset I would pot only have been spared much suffering, but would have saved money as well." because you do not find the right medicine to start with. _ Take the earnest advice of _ thousands _ who speak from experience in favor of Dr. Williams‘ _ Pink Pills and _ you w#ll save time, money and above all, will find perfect health. Proof of this is found in the statement of Mr. J. A. Roberge, a well known resident of Lachine, Que., who says: "I am a boatman, and oomequmtg exposed to all conditions of weather. _ This exposure began to tell on my health. The cold lead to weakness, loss of appetite, pains in the limbs and side. How much money is wasted on useâ€" less medicines. _ How much time is lost; how much pain endured simply Will Be Lessened By the Timely Use of Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills. Great Forest Reserves of Nevada. ‘The national forest reserve in Nevada now reaches the enormous total of 8,â€" 528,479 acres, says the San Francisco Chromicle. * The total acreageâ€" of the State, including water surface, is someâ€" thing over 71,000,000, _ Therefore the forest reserve comprises more than one acre in every ten. _ The last reserve formed was the Las Veg;s National Forest, locally known as Sheep Mounâ€" tains. _ It covers an area of 195,840 acres and is the eighth to be formed in the State. THE COST OF | GOOD HEALTH and Nye counties, to be added to the national forest reserve, making & total of over 9,000,000 acres that will have been withdrawn in a short time. In addition to this the Becretary of the Interior has announced the withâ€" drawal of 616,451 acres in White Pine This year the flock masters who sumâ€" mered their sheep in Montrose County combined for protection and are driving their animals in one big bunch in charge of thirty herders with ninety armed men as guards. This typical western caravan has so far met with no determined oppoâ€" sition. The 20,000 woolies make an impresâ€" sive sight, stretching in a solid mass alâ€" most as far as the eye can reach.â€"Denâ€" ver Post. attempts to drive across a cattle range have resulted in assaults on the herds, murders and the wholesale slaughter of sheep as a warning that the offences must not be repeated. whatsoever and frequently in the past Missouri Sale Bill 61 Years Ago. The Sick Man‘s Dial. Told the Teacher. P d omacth s s o o+ 0s : > Ad¢ . :oA B Westminster Gazsette, But he managed to saueeze through it. On the Elevated. "Judge, you always ride in the smokâ€" er, {et you never smoke," "Yes, if I go into one of the other cars I might crowd some tired person out of a seat. In here it doesn‘t make and difâ€" ference whether I do or not." Lateral Spread. Mr. Jagway was on his way home, and in his devious wanderings from side to side he was using the entire width of the walk. "When feller‘s muttered, "you‘ve latitude." The 300â€"pound renter on the sixteenth floor looked about for the fire escape, the elevators having stopped running and the smoke forbidding the use of the stairways. At last he found it. ‘.'?Ntty blamed narrow escape," he peo} Callerâ€"I am so sorry your mistress is out. Do you think she will be at home this evening? Maidâ€"She‘ll have to be; it‘s my nisht out. "There wouldn‘t be half so much trouble in this world," said Uncle Alâ€" len Sparks, "if the People who ought to be listening didn‘t insist on doing ! all the talking." The Cautious Editor. He was an editor, who had been landed once or twice for commenting on subâ€"judice cases, and he meant to take no risks this time. ‘"No more libel suits for me," he said, as he altered "Cain, the murâ€" derer of Abel," to Mr. Cain, the alâ€" leged murderer of the late Mr. Abel." Redd riven a K Pdung Irish matron, who was a beltever in the variety that is the spice of life, surprised every one by bringing a suit against her inoffenâ€" sive spouse. When questioned by the sedate judge for the cause of the legal separation, she said : ‘"‘When Mike married me he swore he would die for me, andâ€"and he hasn‘t died yit!‘â€"Exchange. Of summer I don‘t fondly dream I like this winter weather. My blood is thin, and so am I; I‘ve no fat as a buiffer, Against the celd, and that is why To some extent, 1 suffer. My flat has insufficient steam, "Where‘s the man thi of this fuss*" demand forcing his way into | excited crowd, "He‘s there, all right eager spectators. "The on top!" Their Racial Handicap. "Isn‘t it wonderful to note the proâ€" gress the Japanese have made in acquirâ€" ing our western civilization ?" "Yesâ€"until you hear what a wretched botch they make of it when they try to swear." self ? #till lrate Wife (to bibulous husband)â€" Where have you been until this hour? HU. 11..â€"Been out shopping, m‘dear. Irate Wifeâ€"Then why didn‘t _ you have your purchases sent home, instead of trving to garry such a load yourâ€" Try Limburger. OQnions are said to cure lots of dis eases, but what will cure onions*â€"Bal timore Nun. When baby‘s sleeping, O beware! Have slippers and your shin guards near For when you run to soothe the dear, "She is of the same opinion, but not gtill."â€"March Smart Set. Miss Muggins (at the opera)â€"What h'%:a note that tenor takes! ugginsâ€"Two thousand per, 1 a told Seasonable. In proper season, oft one sees, On seas, the heavy seas on ; In heavy seas, one never sees The proper thing to seize on. Each one should seize on what he (On land or seas, in season, For one who sees in time, can seiz« Enough to take his ease on. In times of peace prepare for war What kas become of the old fashioned man Who could edit a paper on this smiple plan, OQf NOT asking the question which alâ€" ways began: "What has become of the old fashioned man"? w2C B Like All Women. "Is your wife of the same opinion You‘re apt to strike a rocking chair «JwBSeR â€"â€"Is that a fact that you have rour automobile a name? nâ€"Yes, named it after my wife. use it is unmanageable*" because it is always running down."â€"Yonkers Statesman. The Ruling Domestic. What‘s in a Name? Joys of Winter. Keeping Cool Fond of Variety Merely An Inquiry. Special Delivery. Seasonable Nose Froze, Bo‘s Toes. Locating Him. the man that‘s at the bottom *" demanded the policeman, way into the «gentre of the s in thish condition, ve got t‘ give him & Uncle Be Ready Altitude. Allen Chicago News condition," he give him some ‘ said one of the other man‘s still