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Back uadron to Meet United es Squadron ATION AGE t Question rdvised. who 0 FLAGS. )8 FO nd and § JIN REVOLT. Ob man W REW ARDED Saved Water Ta 14 & As the rope strained and eracked he flm hhln!f forward on his revolver, w lay at his feot. The two men told off to guard and search him had been too engroased by the plunder to notice the wespon. He clutched the revolver, and stoppod One of the men with the bag glanced at Neville. "He‘s quiet enough," he growlcd, eulâ€" lenly. A wail rose from Sylvia‘s white lips. All but the two men near Neville had already mounted, and of these tw> one rang on to bis horse. The other was xwt to follow _ als>, when sudâ€" denly, with _ a _ superthuraan _ effort â€"that effort which despair and madness alone can makeâ€"Neville broke the badly made T which bound him. He lz.noonred consciousness some few minutes before, but had been inâ€" eapable of movement. _ _ _ _ ____ _ "*Now," he said, "just qgmst F.at infer nal young scamp for good, and come cn Be alive." "He shall give you more, Iâ€"1I. Oh, have pity, have merey. I never harmed you, nor her! He spared your lifeâ€"spare his!" Lavarick frowned down at her. "Enough of this tomfoolerv." _ he eaid, savagely. "Hand her up here!*" The man who still beld ner wited ber in his arms, and flung her accoss Levarâ€" ick‘s saddle. She did not resist; T averick‘s revolver was still pointed at Neville. "You young idiot! We‘ve got your gold already !" Lavarick l-u{hed and pointed to the two men near Neville. They were gloatâ€" ing over the open bag. . the gold _ Nylvia shuddered; she read the pitiless face ali too distinctly; but still she pleaded. "Take him with you!" ahe moaned. "Iâ€"I will promise that he shall give you "Because I wasn‘t worth killing. Oh I don‘t forget!" he retorted, with an an gry twist of his cast eye. . And he pointed his revolver at the unconscious Neville, Nyvlia stretched out her hand to Lavâ€" aric implorin%ly. "No! No! will! â€"1 will go where you like! Onlyâ€"onlyâ€"don‘t hurt him! Oh, Jack, Jack! Let meâ€"oh, let me take him with me. You won‘t leave him there loâ€"to die!" Lavarick looked down at her distortâ€" ed face with a fiendish malice. "Oh, you‘re humble enough now, young lady!" he said, with a smile. "Yesâ€"yes!" she moaned. "Remember, Iâ€"I pleaded for you!" A couple of men tore Neville‘s shirt open amr cutting the strings of the bag which held his gold, held it up with a ehuekle "Here you are, guy‘nor!" "Right!" said Lavarick. "Now bring the girl here. Keep quiet, young lady, or T‘ 1 "No! no!" she shrieked. "Don‘tâ€"don‘ kill him! I will go! I will go quietly, sir, And she let her hands fall to her side her eyes fixed on Neville. "You‘d better!" snarled Lavarick "Now, boys, search him. The stuff‘s or him somewhere. Look sharp!" " His question was answered the momâ€" ont it was uttered. For in that moment %0 heard a cracklingof the bushes beâ€" Of nd him and turning received a crushâ€" ©®r blow on the head. le fired, but in the moment of blindâ€" {:: eaused by the blow, and in an in £ t felt himself seized and his arms A®oreed behind his back. Then in the next flash of time he saw & dozen men surrounding themâ€" saw Sylvia, awakened by the renort of the revolver, spring to her feet to be seized by one of the ruffians, "Jack." An awful ery rose from Sylvia‘s pale One of the ruffians stru across the forehead and h forward. he The ery rose in the silence of the night, and went like a knife to Neville‘s heart. He tugged and tore at the cords which bound him like a madman. got in the world. Lord. I wish we were out of this! I was wrong to risk it! 1 ought to have waited for a party or an escort. What would all the gold in the ":.l:l be worth if anything happened to [,__ "2~C Ssteamer for Australia. In due time he reached Ballarat, and found litâ€" tle difficulty in making his way thence to Wildfail. upon har _ J*CKe® and laid it gent! As he spoke, Sylvia snatched the reâ€" upon her. f 3 Yl volver out of his) hand and pulled the Silently he watched the fair sleeper.| trigger. She must have killed Lavarick, ana heo{-mt murmurings presently es.| for the revolver touched against his eaped her. Evidently she was in the chest, but unfortunately the barrel had lana of dreams. | turned to an empty chamber, and before He bent down and heard his name #he could fire again Lavarick had h:"‘h‘d by her partedâ€"lips. recovered the weapon. Jack! Jack!" | He snarled like a hyena. n.. she smiled. i‘ . wita "Shoot him‘!" he yelled again, ducking Neville was touched, his head. '700‘{ little Sat” he murmured.| At that moment one of the gang utâ€" "Dreaming of me | ell, who else has she | tered a warning ery, and Lavarick‘s to dream of! I‘m the only one she‘s horse, already startied, turned round and mysterious deportment Ld enacted | and sped away. a heroic part against some ruffians. The | _ Neville staggered into range, and knelt description answered that of Neville, on one knee to take better aim. Then and with the hope of at least finding a | he hesitated, and groaned. If he should clue to his abiding place Lorrimore took | miss Lavarick and hit Sylvia, ‘The dread ..“. next steamer for Australia. In due | paralyzed him. Silently he watched the fair sleeper. ana ileo{'mt murmurings presently esâ€" eaped her, lvidleJy she was in the lana of dreams, He bent down and heard his name breathed by her parted tips. "Jack! Jack!" Wunt ob ... Then she smiled. #5} o owilg. _ _ _ TUH UnGer cover father than risk peril by travelling in the moonlight‘s glare, Neville collected a mass of dead leaves, which plentifully strewed the ground, and made of them a rude bed for his t€ompanion. He had to use persuasion to induce her to rest on this primitive couch, but at le; she assented, and it a few minute:fis in deep slumber. He took off his Jacket and laid it gently upon her, wsy * °C Mifnutes passed, and stil} Neville and Sylvig erouched motionless in the gloom of the thicket. No sound of the horsemen was heard, and they hoped that they had gone, Still, they deemed it best to remain under cover Yather than «i1 _ S# ’i.!e» ten ‘" she shrieked. "Don‘t will go! I will go quietly let her hands fall to her xed on Neville. better!" snarled Lav THE USURPER CHAPTER x; Neville sir," side,. 1€ On | _ "Number one," said the captain, grimâ€" '!y. "We‘ll show ‘em we mean business, anyhow." As he spoke a bullet whizzed past Lorrimore‘s ear. and the gallant beast rose and cleared the hollow like a bird on the wing. As he did so someone dashed in front of him, but not so swiftly that Lorrimore had dared to run the risk of shooting something lying across the saddle. In Lord Lorrimore‘s blood was up; he could see before him, in the space beâ€" tween the trees, the ranger riding for dear life. Between him and them stretchâ€" ed a natural fosse, and in cooler moâ€" ments Lorrimore never would have dreamed of taking it, but now without hesitation he let his horse have his head, A volley of bullets corroborated his assertion, and one of the vigilantes fell from his saddle. "Lie low, sir," said the eaptain. "The whole gang‘s here, and the fun‘s begun." The captain also saw him, and putting his hand to his mouth, shouted: "Stop, or I‘ll fire!‘ ‘ The ranger dug spurs into his horse, and, the captain firing, the man threw up his hands and fell backward. As if they were racers who had been waiting for the word "go," the excited men charged forward. Utterly regardless of the overhanging branches and the thick undergrowth, Lorrimore urged his horse on at full speed, though, indeed, the animal, with a horse‘s quick instinet, was aware that it was chasing something, and needed no urging. Presently they heard the sound of horses in front of them, and Lorrimore‘s heart gave a bound as he saw one of the rangers tearing througt a glade. _ "Spread yourselves ou.t:”’ 7h;7lâ€"li;i-,.'â€""lnd go for ‘em. They‘re on ahead." The captain pulled up presently, and, bending down till his head was below his horse‘s neck, listened intently. Then he waved his hand to right and left. "What I want to do is to take them by surprise. I‘ve laid myself out to haul these fellows into Wildfall alive. They shall have a fair trial and as much jusâ€" tice as they can hold." Lorrimore held his chafing horse in hand with difficulty. "For God‘s sake, let us ride on!" exâ€" elaimed Lord Lorrimore. The captain held ug his hand. "No hurry, sir," he said, with the coolness of a man accustomed to such seenes. "Great Heaven!" he woman‘s voice." "You‘re right, sir, it eaptain. The face. ' As we have previously stated, Lord | Lorrimore had joined a body of vigiâ€" | lautes. He was out with then: one nmgat | in quest of the villainous rangers, and | after a long search they resolved to enâ€" camp for the night. Guards were placed, !und the others sought rest, among the latter being Lorrimore . After he hal been about an hour asleep, he was arousâ€" ed by the sound of pistol shots. He was on his feet in a moment, and almost at the same instant the rest of the vigiâ€" lantes were awakened and on the aie.t. Lord Lorrimore, startled from a dream of Audrey, looked arouna contfusealy ; it was ditficult to reai‘ze where nhe was. "It‘s them seoundreis," said the capâ€" tain of the vigilantes. "If luck‘s with us we‘ve got ‘em this time. Quiet‘s the word!" And he sprang into his saddle. *‘Steady, boys,‘ he said, in a low voice. "Let no mau fire till he gets the word from me." They rode forward quickly but cauâ€" tiously. The sound of firing {nd ceased, but suddenly there rose from the dense stillness of the wood a piercing, heartâ€" ‘ broken shriek. Then he fell forward on his face all was silent. "Syivia!l Sylvia!" rang through‘ the woods, and her answering ery came back, "Jack! Jack!" Then in that moment, as he saw her borne away from him, he learned how dear she was to him. 4 Nh o Anpmuinvrnr ies Pssn in ts ids cs a d Al thci is o holding out his hand with a look on his face, with a ery on his lips, of concenâ€" trated agony which no words can deâ€" scribe. With a laugh of triumph and exultaâ€" tion Lavarick turned .and fired. The bullet struck Neville in the leg. He did not fall, but staggered against a tree, and there, unable to move, stood He fired instantly, but his fear had spoiled his aim. The builet whizzed past Lavarick‘s head. Neville staggered into range, and knelt on one knee to take better aim. Then he hesitated, and groaned. If he should miss Lavarick and hit Sylvia. ‘The dread paralyzed him. She read his fear in his face. "Shoot, Jack, shoot!" rose from her white lips. arick With an oath he struck his horse and awung it round toward Neville. Then he stopped the moonlight glittered on the barrel of Neville‘s revolver, aimed diâ€" rectly at him. "shoot him, some of you!" cried Layâ€" ‘"Mtes to await the attack of the remainâ€" i ing guard, and before the ruffian could hntter a ery of warning Neville‘s builet had pengtrated his heart and he leaped ' in the"ir and fell dead. Neville staggered over the dead body, and saw Lavarick, with Sylvia on the saddle in front of him. He had pulled up at the sound of the shot. back to await the ing guard, and bef utter a ery of wa had pengtrated his in theAr and fell blood started to Lord Lorrimore‘s CHAPTER XIIH , it is!" assented the said. "That‘s a Lorrimore laid her gently upon this and covered her with his and the eapâ€" tain‘s coats, and walked beside _ ter, holding ber band, as four men sarried her into the wood, for he felt instineâ€" tively that should she awake a touch of a friendly hand might help to teasâ€" eure her. He had forgoten all about the fight, so engrossed was he by Sylvia. but he Three or four men quickly eut down some branches and deftly formed a litâ€" ter which would not have disgraced an ambulance society. "Yes. sir." said the captain. "A doctor‘s what she wants. The poor girl is just dead with fright. Look alive, my mea, and let‘s have a litter." He lifted Sylvia from the horse and «upported her on his knee. A man proâ€" duced a water flask and Lorrimore bathâ€" ed her forehead and tried again to get some brandy through her teeth. He may have sueceeded for he fancied that he felt her heart futter beneath his hand. "We must get her to the as possible." he said. What should he do. He called trucly for help, but in his headlong race he had crossedl the plain and left the wood from which they had started far behind. and his cry met with no response. _ He took her in his arms and carried aer to his horse. The animal. as if aware that , his presence was needed, had stoo1 partâ€" | UIL’ and reeking where Lorrimore had left Tut. tut; she ain‘t dead, sir. is :he.’"’ 7 "No, no." said Lorrimore. "I think not I trust not. F_a_n any one some water." "Well. sir‘" hbe said. "that was â€" the neatest thing in races I‘ve ever seen. I‘m glad. right down glad. that you‘ve got the woman, but T4 a been gladder still if vou‘d dropped that darned skunk as well. He was the captain of the gang. Why, bless my heart. It‘s only a girl., use duckni t c o sn en‘ im & & T 3 As he approached it the captain and a couple of men rode out, They set up a shout of congratulation as ther saw Lorâ€" rimore, and the captain, pointing to Sylâ€" via. waved his hat. Lorrimore placed Sylvia in the saddle, and, supporting her so that her head rested on his shoulder, he led the horse slowly and carefully back toward the wood him The sight of her youth and beauty and the terror which, though she was still unconscious. was depicted on the lovely face touched him to the heart. _an oath which expressed his disappoint _ment and impotent rage, he pulled up and dropped Sylvia from the saddle. The horse. relieved of vpart of its burden, dashed forward with renewed energy. Lord Lorrimore‘s heart stood still as he saw the girl fall, and in an instant was set up within his breast the proâ€" blem, Which should he do. Follow the ranger or stay with his vietim. Only for an instant did he hesitate. He pulled up, fired a shot at the flying man, then leaped from his horse and bent over Sylvia. The moon shone full upon her white, upturned face, and he was startled to find that what he had taken for a woman was but a young girl. He rorsed her head upon his knee and ‘ried to pour some brandy from his flask through her clencked teeth. \ Lorrimore was drawing nearer and nearer; Lavarick could almost feel the rope around his throat. Suddenly, with The horse made a «purt but it was only a spurt, and Lavarick knew that he must be overtaken before he could reach the wood. He look»d down at Sylâ€" via and back at the prisoner. That he should be hung within, say, twentyâ€"four hours of his capture he knew was as cerâ€" tain as that the moon was shining above him. A string of eurses flowed from his lips and with one hand he tried to open Sylvia‘s dress at the throat, but she was lying face downward and without stopping the horse it was impossible to move her. By this time Lorrimore was almost enjoying himself, and he would have been at the height of enoymentjâ€"for a man hunt is, of all things, the most exâ€" citingâ€"but that the sight of the helpless figure lying across Lavarick‘s saddle soâ€" bered him with anxiety. He was gaining still, though slightly and wild exultation rose within him as he saw that the double burden was beâ€" ginning to tell upon the ranger‘s horse. Lavarick knew that his horse was failâ€" ing, and he ground his teeth and swore as he savagely dug his «purs into the animal‘s reeking sides. He knew that he was better mounted, and an evil smile twisted his ug‘ly mouth, but the smile disappeared as he heard the thud, thud of the pursuer‘s horse more distinetly. Lorrimore was gaining on him. They drew nearer the dark outline of the wood. Lorrimore, though he guessed nothing of Lavarick‘s intended subterâ€" fuge, felt somehow that he must stop the man before he left the plain. The plain was not of very great exâ€" tent, and Lorrimore saw a dafk line of trees which formed the entrance to a wood similar to that which they had just left. It was to this Lavuricfc was making, and if he could only gain it he would be able to put into practice a favorite dodge. He intended to dismount, turn his horse loose, and hide himself and Sylvia in the undergrowth, counting upon Lord Lorrimore following the riderâ€" less horse. | up for an instant, took the line Lavarick | was going, saw t}xt he was striking for | the plain, aad, m king a slight detour, emerged from the wood at the same time ‘us lavarick, but of course at a different point. It was now an open race. Lavarick looked round, seanned the horse and rider purguing him, and, drawing his revolver, levelled it at Lorrimore, but, hampered by his lifeless burden and the pace at which he was going, he could not take acurate aim, and no harm was done. It would be very difficult to tell what it cost Lorrimore to refrain from sendâ€" ing a bullet into the scoundrel‘s back, but the Englishman‘s repugnance . to shooting a man from behind held his hand, and he contented himself with riding as rapidly as possible. A hideous din of firing and yelling sounded behind him, but Lorrimore scarcely heard it; it was this man with the helpless woman in his grasp whom he wanted and meant to have. ne nad daied to ruu tie 7 her instead of the ma thiug for it but to £ re had d 10inCn na n fresh, wher was rather rIuc that ) the goug hereas that mied ‘ll) ./\ Anotber Modern Miracle sacll| _ Paralysis Pormanently Cured. ity 1" C "Small doses and big fees." "What‘s the matter with him?" "His wife bought a Merry Widow hat and he ean‘t get over it." "Huh! my sweetâ€" heart bought one and I can‘t get under it."â€"Houston Post. "Is your family physician of the new or old school?" *‘The newest, I believe." _ "What is his distinguishing peculiarâ€" _ "Size 6," he said. "That lets :vtou off this time, young man. But don‘t do it again, or back you go to th‘ ‘sylum for the feeble minded." No more pop bottles were thrown from that particular section of the bleachers during that particular game. Then he took a tape line from his pocket and measured the fellow‘s heatl. Classifying Him. fsy (Chicago Tribune.) The pimply faced youth had thrown a pop Eottfi at the umgire. A policeman grabbed him by the colâ€" lar, jerked him to his feet and removed his hat. For a moment or two they gni;d“up at Lorrimore‘s anxlous face with vacant terror, then rose from her lips a faint ery: (To be continued.) Lorrimore still walked beside the litter, holding Sylvia‘s hand, and suddenly he felt it move in his. He called to the men to stop, and bent over her eagerly. She sighed painfully and opened her eyes. "Let us go on," he said. "If the poor girl sould come to in this spot with those men lying thereâ€"â€"â€"" The captain understood and nodded. "Go on towards camp with her, boys," be said. "I‘ll ride on and send a cart to meet you, sir. ‘The rest of the boys will stop here until the burying party comes." "You‘re disappointed, sir," said the captain. "and so am I, and so will the boys in camp be. We‘ve looked farward to m high old time, with the trial and execution, and the rest of it. We‘ve got a chap made judge already. But there was no help for it; we should have lost the lot if we‘d tried to take ‘em alive. Ilm .orry." rest of ‘em lie there," and he pointed to m line of bodies, round which the rest of the vigilants were standing. "Great Heaven!" exclaimed Lorrimore under his breath. "There ain‘t no prisoners, sir," replied the captain. "I reckon there was eleven of ‘em in the gang; two got off, includâ€" ing the gentleman you was after. The "The rangers, the men you have tak en." said Lorrimore. _ "What prisoners?" said the captain, dryly. "The prisoners have gone on, I supâ€" poset".:".~**; a looked up suddenly and said to the cap tain : and I soon found myself unable to lift anything no matter how light. It was not long before I had to stop work altogether and consult a docâ€" tor. He treated me but his treatment did not help me and I rapidly grew worse. I had to take to my fed, and in the hope that my spine might receive strength I was encased in a plaster of paris cast. This did not help me and I could feel the Taralysia slowly creeping over me till I was totally paralyzed from my waist to my feet. I lost all control over my bowels and bladder and m legs had no more feeling than if t%xey were madeâ€" of wood. Tkree other‘ doctors strived to cure me, but their treatment also was a failure, and for over eleven months I lay in bed unable to move. Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills were than adâ€" vised and I was shown testimonials of others who had been crred of paralyâ€" sis through them. I bought a supply and in less than three months they i Paralysis, not matter how slight, ] is a terrible affliction, but to be paraâ€" | lyzed from waist to feet, to be a helpâ€" ‘ ;'less cripple, totally dependent up n | what others do for you, is a condition “ 'ns wretched as man could possibly . |betu’. Such was the state of Mr. Alâ€"| \lan J. McDonald, of Rice Point, P.. | E.I. For over a year he was a helpâ€" less invalid. He was paralyzed from his waist to his feet and for nine | months lay in bed encased in a plas-( ter of paris cast. Four of the best doctors in Prince Edward Island | were unable to help him and he seemâ€" ’ ed doomed to a Yife of misery and despair. But hope came to him when he read of what Dr. William‘s Pink Pills had done for other sufferâ€" ers from paralysis. He procured a supply of the Pills and began taking them. _ Gradually they broke the chains of disease that bound him, and filled his whole body with new blood, life and vigor. Mr. McDonald says:â€" "I am a farmer and in consequence have a great deal of hard work to do. One day while about my work I inâ€" Iured my hack, but at the time I paid ittle attention to the injury and conâ€" tinued my work. As time went on, though, the pain became more ,severel The Sufferer Paralysed From Waist to Fes: Paris for Nine Monthsâ€"â€"â€"Dr. Willams‘ Pinkil;ii': ‘C-ur: A-fâ€"!-c-r Four Cectors bad Faiiedâ€"â€"â€"The Cure \ "bed for by a Well Kpowa Clergyman. 7 Upâ€"tcâ€"Date. revnues + mnnime+> nnwemee pany conferred with the agronomy exâ€" per&. The iron sulphate was dilut.’edeixn water. "The remedy did not always act the "It was in the spring of 1908 that the American Steel and Wire Company callâ€" ed attention of the agricultural experts to & byâ€"product of their iron and steel manufactory, an iron sulphate solution, which seemed to destroy weeds without injuring grain. The chemists of the com. "This was a waste of time and grain, for little plantlets of oats or barley were trampled down or derooted for every mustard plant pulled up, The new scientific method is to use n( seed that is not guaranteed; if necessary certifiâ€" cated and inspected. But what of the field aiready infected? And what of fields infected by other weeds quite as noxious as mustard? "Wild mustard has been and is yet the curse of the farmer‘s ficld. '.[{e old method of dealing with the pest was two fold: to summer fallow, plow and harâ€" row the infested field for a season; then when the crop was planted the next year, if the mustard still grew, to have the children wander through the field plucking out the weed by the roots, "Do resulis juslify the tremendous expenditure of money and effort for adapting science to the ends of agriculâ€" ture?" asks a writer in Outing, and folâ€" lows the question with this definite anâ€" ewer; How the Farmers Get Rid of a Plague That Has Cost Millions. And when that sounded the hearse driver started up his black horses with the rest, the whole waiting bunch seemâ€" ed to get into motion at once, and in a moment they were dp-uingr over the crossing in ranks and detachments, the cabs and the wagons and the automoâ€" biles and the trucks going on their varâ€" jous errands in their various ways with the living, and the hearse following its way with the dead.â€"New York Sun, It had glass panelled sides, throu{h which you could see, resting on the rollâ€" ers within, an oak burial casket; the driver of the hansom cab, on one gide, could look down from his high perch upon the roof of the hearse; the people in the automobile on the other side could look through the glass side of the hearse upon the casket, while upon the box seat, all in black and with high hats, sat the hearse driver and the unâ€" dertaker, waiting, like everybody else, for the policeman‘s whistle. ‘ _ In the front rank of the halted proâ€" cession, ranging across the street up by the crossing and waiting for the signal to go on, stood a big Fifth avenue motor stage, and then a double truck, and then a light delivery wagon. In the next rank back stood, behind the stage, a hanâ€" som cab, and next to that a hearse, and next to that an automobile touring car, and back of this came other ranks of trucks and cabs and wagons and autoâ€" mobiles, until the short block had thus held up with the hearse standing there in the midst of them. Varied Assemblages of Vehicles That Bank Up at Crossings. When you drag a net you get all sorts of fishes in it; when at a traffic reguâ€" lated street crossing the policeman holds up his hand there bank up in the halted line along the street all sorts of vehiâ€" cles, What the major part of these vehicles may be would deiend somewhat on where in the city the policeman stood; but there are streets in the town, thorâ€" oughfares of varied traffic, in which the vehicles thus held up might include pret. ty much everything on wheels, as here now in such a buneh in such a street stood a hearse. if you are sick and the treatment you are now taking does not help you, give Dr. William‘s Pink Pills a fair trial. They have cured thousands after doctors and other medical treatâ€" ment had hopelessly failed. _ These Pills actually make new, rich, red blood, feed the starved nerves and bring health and strength to every part of the body. This is why Dr. William‘s ‘Pink Pills cure sucz apâ€" parently hopeless cases as Mr. Mcâ€" Donald‘s, and it is wh they have cpll'(edd_thousa.mzs ti.ndl tÂ¥xousands of sick, discourage ople in every part of the world. Sofi iy all medicine dealers or by mail at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50 from The Dr. (\)Villiams' Medicine Co., Brockville, nt. ’made a remarkable change in me. I was able to wet out of bed and crawl |along the floor on my hands and knees. Graduaily my limbs became Istronger. Boon Iy could walk with the kaid of & cane and inside of nine | months after I had begun the use of | the Pills wlly ecured, and once ;xxxore able do light work. Now I am as strohg as ever I was and can do my work about the farm without the least trouble. I think Dr. Wilâ€" ( liams‘ Pink Pills are without an equal, for, besides my own case, I know of two other cases of paralysis cured by them. Two young girls who had been Cripples and whom I advised to try the Pills. In corroboration of what Mr. Meceâ€" Donald says, the Rev. D. MacLean of Charlottetown, P.E.IL., writes:â€""I visâ€" ited Mr. MeDonald many times durâ€" ing his illness. He was attended by three or more doctors and put in plaster paris, and everything imaginâ€" able which might be of benefit was done for him without success. He had lost all power of his body from his waist down and I think he was nearly a year under treatment before he beâ€" fan to use Dr. William‘s Pink Pills. was with him the day he first moved his big toe and from that time on he gradually improved and for the last few years he has been perfectly well. I can vouch for the cure Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills effected in his case." wWAITING FoR THge WHISTLE If THE MUSTARD PEST. o*â€"â€"Encased in Plaster From "The High Alps," by John C, Van Dyke, in the June Baib‘;’e Gneens 4C d o on on c ul uo. oib Aoeaniy : t l“%‘:" to the prismatic makeâ€"up of the ; and how bright that light is no one knows so well as he who has made the ascent of the snow peaks.â€" The brightness of the largely due to the prism color dote; ; produce the any reflection from prepared white paint orywhite paper. nfi"x- the old lm?)fi sionist contention of Monet, and scienâ€" tificially, as well as pictorially, it is true. The snow is its best illustration, For, strange as the statement may sound, the snow is really not white. Under the microscope every snowflake is a tal, a prism, that shows on its edgufl'the aofiu- of the rainbow. ‘Taken tomethar Socated with some difficulty, _ Mont Blanc, too, has & shroud of snow about its top that effectually covers the rocks and leaves only an undulating field of white. But though these peaks lose some of their rugged mountain character under the snow, they gain in another way. The snow is an intense reflector of light. And light may be quite as impreseive as line. Thethinnc.offlnuprerdrwdum consequent directness of the sun‘s rays have something to do with this intensâ€" ity, but the dazzling quality of the snow is to be accounted for otherwise. Pure primary colors juxtaposed will, at a distance, combine and come to the eye as white lith with more intensity than nove qusfff ced P k ces L apir " not tive of rock foundations, Mont:lfi: is one of t.bea:on coloasal of all the Alps, yet from of the Gorneantitis-oindenfiutz.t it is located with some difficulty, _ Mont rubbed away, waved into fiwner,'ib]c billows, or rolled fnto enormous fts. The sense of mass is stil left, but it is timber on timber on tbobwa?fih'qum, an effective destroyer of lnear drawing. The (WTC me rrvennict / lt «h ces ECA Beautiful Snow SEifects on the Alps. The snow on the upper peaks, like the notlrel.ktoo highly of this medicine and do not feel safe without a box of Tablets in the house." Sold by medicine dealers or by mail at 25 cents a box from The Dr. Williams‘ Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. Disease attacks the little ones thro’l& the digestive organs. Baby‘s Own lets are the best t.hi? in the world for all stomach and bowel troubles of childâ€" ren. They act quickly and are absoâ€" lutely safe. If the tablets can be crushed wm or dissolved in water. Mrs. Wm. F. Gay, 8t. Hieanâ€" ois, P. E. I., says: "I know of nothing to equal Baby‘s Own Tablets for the cure of stomach and bowel troubles I canâ€" SOUND HEALTH Before he went to bed that night the little Cireus Bear said to his father, "I am very glad that my brother was good to Mr. Neddie when he was in the cirâ€" elu,beeu-eilhoh.dn’thunmybehe would have kicked me instead of the rocks."â€"From Ourtis D. Wilbur‘s " The Bear Family at Home" in April St. Nicholas. Neddie said, "I haven‘t worked for â€" a long while, but I can kick like every thin." The little Oub Bear said, "We‘l, here is a soft place in the rock. Perhaps if you kick it will fall down and make more room." And Neddie turned around and kicked the rock, and it fell down; and he kicked, and hbe kicked, and more rocks fell down; and he kicked and he kicked, and more rocks fel down; and he kept on kicking, and more rocks fell down and the bears picked up the rocks and carried them out, and when be got through there was a nice large roum, and the little Cub Bear said, "We will call this Neddie‘s room." That day the bears worked hard trying to find enâ€" ough to eat for themselves and for all the other animals that were coming to see them, for the little Cirous Bear told his father and mother just what kind of thgng: tb. cireus animals liked to gat. said, "Mr, Neddic, we are going to try and build a house big enough for all the animals, so if um{ come to see us we will have a place for them to stay. Can you hbelp us?" Then Mr. Neddie said, "I would be very glad to, because your brother was very good to me when we were in the cireus," and the little Cub Bear said, "What can you do?" _ And said, "I see the queerest looking animal coming up the path, 1t has long ears and a great big mouth, and a queerâ€" looking tail, and looks something Tike a horse, but still it doesn‘t look just like a horse," and just then the owl saw the animal and said, "Whoâ€"0â€"0, whoâ€"oâ€"07" and the animal answered "Heeâ€"haw, heeâ€" haw, beeâ€"kaw." And the Circus Bear said, "1 know who that is. ‘Ihat is a mule. His name is Neddie." Just then Neddie came to the mouth of the den, and the little Cub Bear eaid, very politeâ€" ly, "Come in, Mr, Neddic;" and ‘he came into the den, and the little Cub Bear Just then he heard a noise as if some animal were coming, and he ran to the mql_lvh_of the den and looked out, and And the Coming oi the Animal With the Long Ears, The next morning carly the little Cub Bear got up amd rubbed his eyes with his paws, instead of washing them as little boys do. Now in many western States the oat crop represents a yearly e'ield to the farmer of trom twenty to thirty million dollars. Half that destroyed by mustard represented loss of ten to fiftecen milâ€" lions. "That amount is practically saved to the farmers‘ pocket by the discovery of the iron sulphate solution. Multiply that amount by the dozen or more States that sare great oat growers and the importance ofrthe discovery can be realized." "What was the result? The weed was wilted up and burnt as it by fire, The grain blade remained a little blackened but unhurt, for new shoots came on in fresh growth. eame. It was souns. that it would not | work early in the morning during the l dew or after a rain, for the simple reaâ€" son that moisture diluted it too much. Finally a suitable spraying machine was obtained from Germany and the iron sulphate was applied about the third week in June, when mustard was in the third leaf and previous to bloom, and ’ the grain plantlets not yet high in the blade. I CUSB BEAR‘S ADVENTURES. # ue a myniad mass of and in combination the dots ’ '{’Wlnce of white. The iseives are not mera whis~ FOR ALL CHILDREN ts edges all the mere white wal failure he ever experier "Whit else could you exp He couldn‘t make a fishing cess because he has absolute ination.‘â€"Philadelphia Press "Dumley‘s just back from a trip after trout, and he says it was the most disâ€" mal fa.i!nr@ he ever experienced." and "Now my grandfather was good _ for six . orange phosphates." â€" Lomsville Courierâ€"Journal. Bobby looked askance at the piece of cake given him at supper, "What is it, son?" asked his father. "‘Tain‘t fair," said Bobby, "for grandâ€" ma to cut my slice, ‘cause everything looks bi‘@r through her spectacies,"â€" Harper‘s Weekly, Edithâ€"I didn‘t like it a bit. The teacher put me on a chair and told me to #it there for the present. And 1 sat and sat and she never gave me the preâ€" sent.â€"Chicago News, Mammaâ€" Well, Edith, how did you lik_e_ the kindergarten t T0 ARCHIVES * ToRronto "Is it possible to marry on $20 a week?" asks a New York paper. lt is easier at any rate to marry on that amount than to live on it afterward.â€" Omaha Bee. | 1 Bonesâ€"Because he 0 resemble you the string will h ty image of myse Bonesâ€"I pity the Jonesâ€"Why * We have no dris the Orier for A Corrector is Frankie (aged 4)â€" schoo! kissed me to Mammaâ€"Did she? her back,‘ Frankie back! No M A western professor says that he canâ€" not understand why a woman will wear a peekâ€"aâ€"boo waist. Nothing difficult to understand; anyone can see through .t, â€"New York Heraid. He W The not D suddâ€" r six Budd Juddâ€" H A Fiatâ€"Dweliers® View Next Step More Difficult THE HORRL) THING oâ€"1 told the minister ofi Whog memory abet; _ z around a fishing rod help you to forget, Linguistic Consistency vose 1 reaily ought s engaged." said the office 1 t of it?" she retorted. "I ) marry him."â€"Chicaon Past Fifty Years Hence One Thing Needful. Chicare A Real Grievance W We‘ve been trying .',,M now months to be economical. How did you succced? Vas 1oo las automobile n up."â€"Ot A Milleldin‘ Word False Pretenses iearing EXPENSIVE BUSINESS Absurdity‘s Counting the Cost vays imid you expect of him? ke a fishing trip a aueâ€" has absolutely no ima»â€" i rouk les C to (indignantly)â€"Kissed _ ner didn‘tâ€"1 kissed her chesk. YOUNGSTER. tiinee children who With tt nk it no 00 ghat IPs did he sav? ‘ is all right Tribune. youngest 11 is the one who w longest., Chieago Post did Ob, My! ors in these da )x in the Nursery im pie rente the tl Stock it "Mamma, a lady at day," Height I hope you kissed TWe ®10 rer worn wasn t so exp a dier all right h ate th Brush 1 hive move, t1 he mustr non . or U th imag 80 y unde n th, P it1 ar aving ur by no n