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(EMAN AKERS FINED., UuWity in MEEl}s CEAj: USMGNS. For Several icrootgâ€" Defe red. wed by fuil ame °C. Hill, 69 Woalnut imbled _ to icture. i‘wo several feog when dragâ€" OO K5% 17% tal %. â€" Many AFFOW @gâ€" i» RUGEZALOQ T P Srap yesâ€" i lought ‘ at o the the belp int | bMShcber crumbled ; several thers to ffort to bled _ to ure. iwa No engine stivet . er, No. i hook engine m.r'lled Lo â€" inbe s0me 14 lrom Te p na V it R .'-Z;’ UTMed y¢dâ€" n * Of &4 a o s ANBPW VR CCC EP hundred yards off. Uncle Ned and We ) pow but d hurried over to the track and found that | c l t d the cat was evidently getting tired; at | ,, nd he l least. so said the old man, who judged | {0 the swa #rom the slightly irregular footprints. pcourse We "We‘ve got her sure, boys," he exâ€" | more and n <laimed, and a moment after the words | '\"‘!d,““l.v h left his lips the dog was heard . again | howling ba; a grw of a mile on our r"?tn. |_of some‘kin e‘s cirdling," eaid Uncle Ned. ‘"Likeâ€" | "A beat, ly the cat won‘t leave the swamp, so | ind sure e we might as well wait and see wKn.t'll l footprints :« happen," w-hen-urm the old _ trapper | light snow. gatted on his haunches while we, less denned in iÂ¥ SIIH of forest chills, or rather less likely they‘ experienced in woodland preeautions, folâ€" As he sp lowed his example as to rest, but seatâ€" | who sprang ed ourselves upon adjoining logs. | dwarf spru Nearer and nearer came the _ deep | peared an bayimng and all at once I thought I heard | twain by & him puffing at my very side. Looking | toric natur down I saw an enormous wildeat half | "Great Se trotting. half slinking through the tamâ€" | "Don‘t mea m and smow ‘broken brakes, his ears | I‘ve looked back and his mouth half open. He | But a det p-mdmuke'no noficeofmo,.ndbe-‘m once Do fore I could raise »x2y.308 had disappearâ€" | Range, who know. "We‘ll just a while and away we‘ll f earahot. «No use swamps mor to get enoug! for 1 guess t ty‘ is a good The admor though the t the carry, it aWway we how resttained us "Hold on, | and there is no reason for especial quiet when after wild cats with a hound. Hardly had we landed when the hound began to whine and how! and sniff the wir eagerly. Uncle Ned nearly lost him by an unexpectedly hard and sudden tug on the chain, but recovered and let the dog drag him ten yards up the carry, where, sure enough, _ a fresh wildeat track led directly across the path. Uncle Ned hung on to Range only long enough to make sure of the freshness of the track, and the next moment the merry music was echoing through the frosty air: "Ow! Ow! Oâ€"0â€"0â€"0.0w! Ow!" Jack and I started to dash into the thicket sfter the hound, but Unele Ned socks. We also wore our can ing coats, which, though noisy found were _ excellent . for through the killing Nova Seot Tor the cat hunt. The late November weather was cold and crisp, and a light dry snow that covâ€" ered the ground for about three inches promised to make tracking and going promise easy. really the 1 in ki seepti for t _z _ _ _ __O_ "*VCT It if he wuzs you jest stay whar you ar and he wil bring the moos back to you he is a god dorg his name s range range wel wil clozo so good by yours truly mr John McBain. With a amile Uncle Ned transferred his attention from John McBain to the "good dorg," a fairly well bred English foxhound of uncertain age and modest demeanor, with a few deep scars on head and ears that represented his diploma as a wildeat and bear dog. "H‘m!" he mused, critically regarding the animal, who wagged his tail amicaâ€" bly, "ten dollars is a pretty good barâ€" u- for a really first class hound. I‘ve heurd of him before, too. Old John Mcâ€" around hunter: county, and th called the bes Wonder why he awt such a price. "good dorg," a fairly foxhound of uncertai demeanor, with a few Lo u0 O O30 CC OE ICVer Will sel the dorg for ten dollars he is a good dorg for wildeat fox minks otter or enny track you poot him on he wass trained beefor i got him sevven bares with him is sevven yeers old i give 24 dollars for him wood not sell him but am getting so I kant go in the woods with rumatism if 1 wass yunger i wodnt part with the Qn.lnndhimCoduyouwa.nt by mister pennyman he will stay in a canoo skold him if he goze rong he wil go rite he‘ll chace all daiy wil come back at ‘litf ge careful if are after cats or fox mister pennyman } skold him i{ he go he‘ll chace all da nite ge careful if if he smeils a mo leeve and go after “.’ whar you ar moos back to you name & range rag lett and read; _ _ dear sir i re New Dog Proved His Worth W#Adcat an?é;*:i:n in a Nova now. "W e while and listen. If he gets too ay we‘ll follow and keep him wi 4 Annapolis, X, S ter n a price." explained that the old man was getting too feeble to eruise about I! just sneak along the carry took out his big in set them carefully ui "Z" Tomars he is a good dory cat fox minks otter or enny u poot him on he wass trained got him sevven bares with him after it if he »ved yor let be h ne of the best all trappers in Digby Range was always in Digby county. # to let him go, and ncle Ned held up a ! ( iron rimnsed specâ€" . a illy across his nose > nd Béar Hunt in a Nova Scotia Swamp. nd see what‘l old _ trapper while we, less r rather less mart with +m . | Hhere was %, & part with the | againet a ]g;s like a you want DY | Satan. He was puff stay in a canoo ] been cornered by t] Ehe wil go rite | iny a tree suitable come back at | Now, I read last ter cats or foX | letters by famous a bare he will | cats and Canada e wuz you jest | of nearly all of w f some miles »llowed _ the k must have with a couple judging from w faint, now r will sel the Sm he said you jeat ring the dorg his eloze so MeBain. oo lar within °~ |Jation, paipitates with ‘ Outside the soft akin t] 8® | by the right hand on Y | jumps, a';:s a pull in dif Y | by the two Kandsâ€"m] U | strings, causing instant The demeanor of old 9T | quarry was dead was 38 | staid dignity. He sat d 8~ : watched proceedimgs wi ;:;lâ€"zi;e with feverish haste. Nor was I any too quick, for good old Range, obeying the command of the trap per, had rushed into the hole without & moment‘s hesitation. In a trice came a OMb MERCETCC us dte s I7 5 C Range.) Sick ‘em! Take hoid of ‘em!" 1 was decidedly in the limelight now, for Jack‘s 22 was a bad card of introâ€" duction to a full rown bear outside of a m‘p, while, besides steel jacketed bulâ€" lets for wildcats, I earried a handfu! of soft nosed "Hoxies" for my 303, with which I now proceeded to fill up my | & _ Th s dhccendth Snratsin®? “Jeru:z! he yelled. "It‘s a den all right, by gum the old man‘s at home! Get your soft nosed csnridg;c out, doctor! Go in there, boy! (Te Range.) Sick ‘em! Tl‘kc hoid of ‘em!" e aa c 4 AN o flsc aborink sns so why excite myself?" His apathetic manner continued as he trotted:â€"along in front of Uncle Ned, the chain being hardly necessary to keep him in step. Suddenly his mane bristled and a howling whine came from him as he snuffed the air suspiciously. £ "Aha!" exclaimed Uncle Ned under his breath. "See his back go up. That‘s no cat. Whoa, boy, not so wild! Go on now, but don‘t get too skittish!" to hurt their pelts. A wildeat or any animal lorger must, of course, first be rendered hors de comâ€" bat before being handled, but such smail game as miunk, marten, hares and even foxes used commonly to be killed by pulling their hearts. The animal is eithâ€" er walked down with the anowshoe and then grasped with the left hand by the throat, or a coat or skir is thrown over the head before the grasp. The business end of the game being held harmless by the left hand, the right feels for the heart, which, on account of the stranguâ€" Intion, palpitates with unwonted power. Outside the soft akin the heart is seized by the right hand on one of its down jumps, n.rt:g a pull in different directions by the two Kands ruptures the heart strings, causing instant death. The demeanor of old Range after the quarry was dead was amusing in its staid dignity. He sat down gravely and watched proceedings with an air of only half interest, as if to say, "My part of the work is done; J‘d like to make a meal of that cat, but it‘s not allowed, vat by the hinaguarters when its atâ€" tention was ailracted by one of us, and the cat would turn un{ swat him well, though he was clever enough to escape in time nearly always. Jack and I rich ly enjoizd the mixup, but we were afraid that Range woui::l eventually get a strangle hold on the big cat and posâ€" sibly spoil the skin, so not waiting for Uncle Ned, who was hacking at a small birch with his hunting knife, Jack took advantage of a retreat on the part of the hound and sent a .22 calibre builet thrOL?h the cat‘s body, unfortunately & trifle too far aft to kill. _ Uncle Ned uttered an exclamation of glant wildeat. However the question may be determined, let it be placed on record that this wildeat put &.n exâ€" cellent fight, all in and outnumbered as he was. He would make little jumps at the dog and at us if we came too near. He got one good lick in on Range‘s nose that drew blood, and he gmv:r:d epiteâ€" fully. No doubt if a wildeat knew its power it could make it very lively for an unarmed man, for a fuhly wn one is about as much like a bun(imo( steel agrings run b{ a small eyclone as anyâ€" thing I can think of. Range would rush in and grab the cat by the hindquarters when its atâ€" Tuss was slill game, and though paraâ€" lyzed in the hind legs, growled and cuffâ€" ed savagely at the dog, who continued to worry him. Uncle Ned put an end to his struggles by a deft stroke over the head, after which he took the cat and "pulled its heart," an operation neither Jack nor I had seen or heard of, but which is common among trappers of an older generation, who were careful not of nearly all of whic animals are poltroons eription. Manly Hardy they are killed by a hands alone. So be it, I question not the fact. But of one Lhingql am sure, namely, that those cats were not the kind we have in the Maritime Provinces, or at least in Nova Seotia, the Lynx gigas, or barks: "Ow! Ow! Ow!" without rest. Pretty soon came a yowl from the cat, followed by a series of howls, snarls and barks which betokened a caninefeâ€" line serap of the liveliest description. As we came to the scene of tb&ttle there was puss, a big tom, backed up againet a log. like the very image of Satan. He was puffing and had "g;mtly been cornered by the hound before findâ€" ing a tree suitable for escape. Now, I read last winter a series of letters by famous woodsmen on wildâ€" esn as a daisy, and we all { # fast as the thick tangle of fal rond growth bemlocks and »d soft swamp would permit. alf a minute we heard the how So be rlone c it,. ada lynxes, the purport of which was tvha,f tr;e bou II of the worst desâ€" told ts even how man with bare poil the skin," cornered and laid him out old ‘‘Weli. all diked out in expensive clothes and wearing the sparks and dingdongs, he used to drive out to the Presidio ‘behind a stylish pacer in a trig trap with yeflow runâ€" ming gear. After a few mmonths of that the commuanding officer of the Presidio had to request that exâ€"owaddie as a special favor to him to cease his visits at the post. A large number of desertions were easily traced to bis visits. "The gang would look their axâ€"mate over and become ambitious all of a sudden. If he had made such a fine thing of it in efvil Mfe why couldn‘t they do the same, or make some kind of a stab at it, anyhow * So they hopped out of the Prestdio gate, not to come back any meore, just because they had ceen all those signs of prosperity on a man who them, *"Once I belonged to an outfit that was staâ€" tioned at the Presidio of San Francisco. One of our men C‘lu#ll on as a faro bank dealer of a big San ancisco gambiing house at the wind up of his second enlistment. It wasn‘t long before he had an interest in the bank bimself, _n_._nd_be geot the money fast. *"The desertions began the next day. ‘The post was not only lonesome, it seemed alâ€" most uncanay without him. When, a month or so ‘later, the outfit was shifted to ‘this seabourd, we were not much more than one battery of ‘heavy artillery instead of two, and there isn‘t any doubt that the cashing in of that officer with the heart and the gizâ€" zard of a sure enough man was the only cause of it. "Lit‘le unscheduled things will start deâ€" sertions. ‘The ceappearance at a post of a former member of the outfit togged out in jJoyous mufti and showing «other evidences of prosperity always has the effect of getâ€" ting the gang aâ€"go‘ing. "It was .a pretty gulpy layout when we scraped out & bole in the ground for that ome, tossed him into it, fired a volley over him and listened to the blubbering kid of a windjammer sounding ‘Taps.‘ *‘Oune dominecring or unjust officer in a post can cause more desertions than bad raâ€" tions or crucifying fatigue or practice march duty. Once I knew a.little runt of a shaveâ€" tail just out from West Point to cause twenâ€" tyâ€"eight men from one cavairy troop to jump the fitâ€"out within two months after he‘d joinâ€" ed down in Artzona. ‘‘The death of a well liked officer or even of a very popular enlisted man will often start an epidemic of desertions. Once at a little two battery post in the far Northwest where I was stationed there died a First IJeutenant who was immensely popular with the enliéted men, and that in spite of the fact that the drink had go. him. He was a fine man and he sure was square in his treatment of us bucks in barracks. He wouldn‘t stard for anybody imposing on the layout. andâ€"well, as near as men can get to loving a man, I guess us fellows loved that fime chap :and equare officer. "I recall the deserting epidemic that broke out in Fort Sheridan, near Chicago, a fow years ugo. Inside of three months only the skeieton of the command was left. ‘The thing was started by an outfit of unpopular offiâ€" cers, who fell to quarreiling among themâ€" selves. Sometimes They Are Epifemic at Army Post. ‘"A lot of them are bulging frorward, I see, with replies to that question. Wihat‘s the matter with the army ?" said a grizzled old sergeant at one of the New York army recruiting offices. ‘‘The reasons given for desertions are pretty close to the mark, too. But there are some others. "Pretty often desertions become epidemic in a military post. _ Any number of things can start an epidemic of desertions and nothâ€" ing can stop it short of switching the whole layout to another post, and even that doesn‘t always work. "Wow!" exclaimed Jack. "Talk about the strenmuous life!" With which he pass ed his flask, that was summarily emptifed between puffs. The sun was high in the heavens when Uncle Ned struck through the woods for the end of the carry, where our canoe and lunch awaited us. As we ate great were the praises of the "best dog in Dighy county," and we voted to grant him heraldically an augâ€" mentation to his title (since he bore no arms), dubbing him "The best dog in Digby and Annapolis counties." She was bleeding badly from her neck, but the buliet had evidently not disabled her to any extent, for she was full of fight. She would face the hound, drive him back with a wild pass or two and then turn and run, only to be brought up again after going a l);w yards by the dog at her heels, 1 waited for a d chance and then let her have it befifid the shoulder, when she came down in a heap and for good. We laid her over a big log for a gloatâ€" ing contemplation and were glad enough to sit down and confine our entire enâ€" ergies to gloating. there she goos over that log!" p 1 turned in time to catch a glimpse of the dam ambling off in the middle disâ€" tance, but as 1 was on the point of firing Range bobbed up at her heels and both disappeared from sight together. _ We serambled after them as fast as we were able, and as the hound and her wound impeded the bear‘s retreat we came up to them in a few minutes. Unele Ned was the first to recover; in fact, perhaps he didn‘t have to, as he strenuously denied afterward that he had ridden a cub bear. Anyhow his stenâ€" torian "Lively there, boys!" brought us both to our feet. The first thing I saw was one of the cubs going it hell bent up the hill, and I brought up my rifie to stop him when Uncle Ned called out: "Steady, Doc; let the cubs go; they‘li be better next year. Drop the old ladyâ€" him a cufi that would have laid the foundation for his epitaph had it reached him in full force, but the veteran houad had been there before, and got away with a badly ripped ear. As he bounded back my chance came, and I pumped a bullet ful in the old lady‘s face. As I did so, and before we could tell what was the effect, a curious seratching was heard at the mouth of the den, and one after the other out rushed two more than half grown eubs. There was a lively and very complicated mixâ€"up of bears, men and hound, in which no one of as dared to use his weapon for fear of making matters worse, I was dimly conscious of Uncle Ned astride a cub bear, a beast like a hound of the Baskervilles being whirled in the air, and Jack doing a tight rope perâ€" formance over a big windfall, the whole picture being suddenly blotted out by an awful bump, the full force of which was concentrated at the very base of my snlt.om{, and which in some occult but most efficacious manner landed me* on the other side of a big rock with my alightly clouded gaze directed toward the heavens. ODD CAUSES OF DESERTION Trackless Trolleys in Ireland. According to the Electrical Engineer a movement is on foot for the introducâ€" tion of the system of trackless electric tramways in Ireland, the first contemâ€" plated route being between Donnybrook, in the suburbs ef Dublin, and the pretty seaside resort at Bray. The new system, it is said, can be worked inexpensively on the existing roads from power deâ€" rived from the usual overhead wires. The trolley can be made to diverge to any distance required, so as to enable the motor to pass amy other conveyance or vehicle in the ordinary course. The project has been submitted to the manâ€" ager of the Dublin United Tramways Company and to thevcounty council, 'l{e promoters claim a good return from small traffic, as here is no big sum sunk . in the nermanent way. lieve 1 would have been in my grave long ago if it had not been for Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills." Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills are good for any disease due to bad bloed or weak nerves. _ That is why they cure such troubles as anaemia, indigesâ€" tion, rheumatism, neuralgia, St. Vitus dance, paralysis, and the ailments of girlhood and womanhood. Sold _ by medicine dealers at 50 cents a box or six boxes for $2.50, or may be had by mail from the Dr. Williams‘ Medicine (Co.. Brockville, Ont. | sertion business. Men who calist in a cerâ€" lwn part of the country for service in thai ) section don‘t like to make a long shift to another part wits a different climate. More desertions result from the shifting about of regiments than ever appear in the figures ed n starved by poor, watery blood. Dr. Williams‘ Pink Pills make new, rich blood, which feeds and soothes the irriâ€" tated nerves. There is absolutely no doubt about this; thousands can testify of the bloodâ€"making, nerveâ€"restoring qualities of these pills. Among them is Mrs. Thos. Harpeli, Wallace Bridge, N. 8., who says: "Some years ago I tm sick and the doctor pronounced the trouble nervous prostration. To deâ€" seribe the tortures of it is impossible. God and myself oniy know what 1 enâ€" dured. _ The doctor gave me medicine, but it did not seem to help me. Then he ordered me away for a change, but I was afraid to go, as I always seemed to fear some impending ealamity, and was afraid to spend the night alone, as i used to think each night that 1 would The Sufferer Feels That Unless Reâ€" lief Comes Insanity Will Foliow. THE TORTURES OF NERVOUSNESS ‘‘Well, d‘ye krow what that pice looking and bricht kid from Tennessee is doing now* He‘s doing ninetyâ€"nine years on Alcatrar I#land for deserting to the enemy â€" the courtâ€"martial‘s sentence was death, but |! was changed to ninetyâ€"nine werrs for bim. Did you ever hanpen to take a look at Alâ€" catraz ° Well, if you‘d ever «ean it you‘d wonder how a white boy from Tennessee â€"boy with a head, even !f he didn‘t have any sensoâ€"could let a ekinnv, mop baired. nigeon toed, rice powdered Filinino girl land him at Alcatrez for a dose like that, even If her oves were fine." ‘"But he did somethin@ even more idiotie than that. When the old man sent a nonâ€" com. and some bucks back for the kid,. he was insane enough to join the enemyâ€"th« war was still going on down thereâ€"instead of just taking to the unfergrowth and stayâ€" Ing there for a spell unt!l the seerch for him was over. ‘They got him by the time our trensnort reached the Statas. ‘‘But be got all wrapped up with a Filiâ€" pino girl, the daughter of & Filipino presiâ€" dente down Mindanao way, and when we were ordered to Manila to take the transport for the Urited States he souldn‘t see the thing of leaving the #irl. I believe they‘d been married. Anyhow, when we went to Maniin, this judgment lacking gossoon stayâ€" ed behind with the Filipino woman. ‘‘With my outfit was a snappy, youngster from Tennesscs, a boy : past his majority, who got the « chevrons very «con after hittlag th for nervy work in campaigning. had all the makings of & fine sol as he was well cducated a comm‘ssl ‘‘Soldters who get mixed up with outside the post gates are ptrllculn)i to jump when their outfits are ordere The soldier rarely has the price to 1 woman‘s way to the bew station and | not feel like leaving her behind, and only one thingâ€"so he imaginesâ€"left, a is to quit. . ® any too hi of that n ble. "Queer, too, the distance some soldiers will go when they get mixed up wita women The most aggravated case of that kind I ever saw was when I was in the Philippiacs the first time. "Rumors about the traneferring of fits, too, is another cause, and in the gate a big contributing cause to t sertion business. Men who calist in MERCANTILE TRUST CONMPA! O0rF CANADA, LMNHED BANEERS, BANE OF EAMILTSN, . . . . HAXILTON, From Whom Any Inquiries May Be Made HON. WM. GI3SON, $. C. MACBONALD, Uoder Orr Gua: C Plas. dnterost QuE B3UBLE SESURITY AFFONSED IkÂ¥:STORS h WE p.A Y hi Presicent ~ nA t teed Merteago ! ag® The Italian aws trembling; a great ponflict was surging in his bosom. "If he is old, he will die soon, anyâ€" way; #hen where will ‘you be? I will give you 1,200 pesetas for your bear. I happen to want himâ€"for a special purâ€" pose. With 1,200 pesetas you could reâ€" turn to italy, set up a cafe, and live comfortably for the rest of your life." "He wins the little we get," answered the other in a low voice, "and he has been with me for so many, many years. If I parted with him now I am afraid that he would die." "He does not seem to win much," said the Spamiard, eyeing Antonio‘s cadaverâ€" ous appearance supercilionsly. a The Italian started back. "Sell Pieâ€" tro!" he exclaimed, aghast. "No, senor; a thousand times no! He is our breadâ€" winner. Without him we should cerâ€" tainly starve." "Ah*" the Spaniard grunted, reflecâ€" tively; then, after a pause, "Would you like to sell your bear?" he asked, with appunent carelessness. Antonio gave a sharp glance in the direction from which the stone had been thrown, his black eyes blazing with a curious light; but he knew better than to retaliate against a Spanish mob, and, choking back a sob which surged into his throat, be muttered the single word, Colon, and regarding him and his charge with some attertionâ€"a fat man whose huge paunch was covered by a vast exâ€" panse of white waistcont. The Italian was fascinated by this exâ€" uberance of flesh, and as he drew near he accosted the Spaniard: "Buena tarde, senor, you wish to see my bear dance* He is the most accomplished of all daneâ€" ing bears." "Come" to Fietro, and turned away. Their departure was greeted with a loud laugh and some oaths from the lookersâ€" on. _ As he passed up the Avenida de la Libertad he noticed a fat, hairy man who was standing in the patio of the Cafe de "The devil ty away with all Italians, say 1," responded a greasy muleteer, fixâ€" ing a dusty packsaddle on a gaunt mule, ‘‘The man and his beast have become a regular pest here." There was a general growl of assent from the loungers, who by this time had risen, and stood swllenly scowling at Anâ€" tonio and Pietro. and round with its forepaws dangling, and a silly, patient grin on its face. Thus, coppers had ceased to fall by the ruadside. Returning to the dirty, dusty town, Antomio first sought for the muchâ€"needâ€" ed coppers in the Plaza Cristobal Colon. Nlothful _ muleteers, pedliers, sweetâ€" venders, and loafers were just awakening in various shady corners from the siesta, and the cries of the waterâ€"carriers, reâ€" iterated unceasingly throughout the heat of the day, were heard less frequently, . "Laâ€"dariâ€"ra ra, Laâ€"dariâ€"ra ra," such was the Italian‘s unmusical chant, as he beat a sort of drum in doubtful rhythm, and the bear revolved ponderously on his hind legs. "Caramba!" exclaimed the old pedler, sitting up and rubbing his eyes, "that fool of an Italian again, and his devil of a bear. _ Can no one enjoy 40 winks without being disturbed by such an inâ€" fernal racket?" 5 PiETRO‘S BATILE SESESSE SPCOCL SOSCSL SSCSSEN »SSRCESEECESESECS Sesce. A en e m( emejeam enarmen 1e sunâ€"scorched plains of La y had plodded, subsisting on grapes and a hunch of coarse a handfui of olives and a cup ne there, until they reached nd the old Moorish capital. OÂ¥PANY Call or Write for Particuiers Manager ‘"The word ‘grandma‘ is dying out," said a lexicographer, or maker of dieâ€" tionaries, pausing in his labor on the letter G. "By 2000, at this rate, no such word will exist." "What will take its place?t" "Oh, ‘nannie,‘ ‘nans,‘ lovelocks,‘ ‘dearâ€" est‘â€"some such rubbish. You see," exâ€" plained the lexicographer, "women think that they have learned to stave off old age. A woman of 50, because she has dyed her hair, a painted face, a figure here distended and there cramped, thinks that she looks young. As a matâ€" ter of fact, she looks ncither fish, flesh, nor fowl,. No man can bear the sight of her. But she thinks she looks yourg, and, therefore, she won‘t be called ‘grandma.‘ Youth is over for good, you knowâ€"beyond peradventure we are ‘done with the long, long dreams of youthâ€" when a little one is lisping ‘grandma‘ or ‘grandpa‘ at our knees. o this old fool trains her grandchildren to call her ‘mans‘ or ‘kitten,‘ and getting into ner wadded street gown she trips on rhenâ€" matic feet to the beauty parlor for a face steaming."â€"Chicago Interâ€"Ocean. If your little ones are subject to colic, simple fevere, constipation, indigestion, werms, or the other minor ailments of childhood, give them Baby‘s Own Tab lets. This medicine will give relief right away, making sound, refreshing slcep possible. Better still an occasional dose will keep little ones well. Guaranteed to contain no opiate or poisonous #oothâ€" ing stuff, Good for the new born baby Or the weli grown child. Mre. Ronald I.. Beafield, Palmer Rapids, Ont., says: "Baby‘s Owt Tablets are the most satâ€" isfactory medicine I have ever used, and I would not like to be without the Tablets in the house." Sold by medicine dealers or by mail at 25 cents a box from The Dr. William‘s Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. BABY‘S OWN TABLETS WILL CURE YOUR BABY In the orehard an old bear, almost blind with age, sleeps away the evening of his life, under the grateful shade of the fruit trees. Om the outskirts of beautiful _ San Remo there is a little cafe, prettily gituated, with an orchard and _ olive groves behind it. The name of the padrone is Antorno Vallani, whose buxâ€" om wife is locally and deservedly famed for her cookery. That evening, after Antonio had ceas ed to weep on the neck of his unwoundâ€" ed hero, Pietro had such a dinner as selâ€" dom falls to the lot of a bear, however capacious its maw. Tired of standing «till, the bear openâ€" ed his arms a little wider and took one stride forward. _ That proved the last stra w. The bull turned, and throwing freâ€" quent and fearful glances behind him, cantered off to the opposite side of the ring, where he stood sweating and shivâ€" ering n&unn t the barrier. The silence was oppressive. All at once someone gave vent to a loud snigger, _ Instantly it was caught up by 15,000 throats, and roar after roar of laughter shook the massive building, while shouts of "Bravo, Oso," came from those who could articulate, _ The bear was evidently astounded. It was so long since he had gained any applause that he bad forgotten the sound of it. But the eryâ€"*"Bravo, Oso! Bravo, Oso!" brought back vividly the time of his popularity; and instinctively rising to the occasion, with an appreciative, slobâ€" bering grin on his face, and forepaws dangling, he began to waltz slowly round and roundâ€"round and round. 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