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| 4 "What large envelopes!" said Agatha, as she entered Lady Lymne‘s boudoit, where breakfast awaited the aisters. "Do not make fun of them, Agatha," said Philip; "those very envolog: you are now criticizing contain talismans that some beautiful and fashionable ‘.‘.l“"l are dying for. T o " " e -"“;‘l;“ 'l‘::"b:o you mean? What are ters about ?" "UM 1 am Fight in My coni Still, that day camse to . brought no invitation for of Ruthwell‘s grand ball. lady Lynne smiled at her cousin‘s eager words, and promised to despatch a messenger at once when the much coveted billets should arrive. It was not, therefore, without some little anxiâ€" ety that she saw two whole days pass by, and yet no invitations came. "It cannot be,‘ she said to herself. "that in the midst of my triumph I should be slighted," and she amiled as she uw face in the large French mirror ‘mdorned her dressing room. emmy C eteau ols n 1 1 Lady Eversicigh was the first who mentioned the coming fete to Lady Lynne. She knew that for herself an invitation was certain; she had known the duchess many years. She waited anxiously to see if her two cousins would receive the same. _ She had heard the duchess speak in very high terms of Lady Lynne; but this ball was, after all, the touchstone. "Let me know directly if you receive a card," said Lady Eversleigh to Inez. "I am very anxious over it. Let me know at onee." of the season, the whole fashionable world was aroused. Those who were sure of receiving invitations watched with amusement the intrigues of others who were not so happy. "I never that her head was not fairly turned by the homage and adulation offered to her. No English peeress was ever so exâ€" elusive as the Duchess of Ruthwell. Young, beautiful and accomplished, charâ€" itable and generous even to a fault, she was one of the leading members of the English aristocracy. g’o belong to her set was the highest of all honors, Wealth could not obtain admission to it, nor rank, umnprorted by intellect. To be on her visiting list was an honor u which people prided themselves. g:: was not proud; no one ever called her haughty; but she was exclusive. When it was known that her CGrace of Ruthâ€" well was about to give the grandest ball Every day brought fresh triumphs to Lady Lynne. Philip wondered at times that her head was not fairly turned by the homarge and adulatiaa‘® L686 oz ." 1 2 70" ‘Esvend of nerseit. She never could have added lustre to his home and title as Inez did. h aliiainir inss sntntnicaiis. 2 Phrideos 08. dreary sigh. It had struck tweive, and the two sisâ€" ters still lingered with Lord Lyune over the breakfast table. "You will see," said she, "what comes of this, Do not be surprised if my couâ€" sin becomes a star." Lady Eversleigh did not propnesy wrongly. The beautiful Lady Lynne creâ€" ated a perfect furor. She became the reigning belle of the season. Fashionable papers described her movements, told of the balls she attended, the operas she heard, and people raved about her. She was so unlike English beauties; that glorious southern face won tribute from poet and artist, and people would even delay bals and parties in order to secure her attendance. Her dream was indeed realizedâ€"the world lay at hor feot. It was not only her â€" matchiess face, but those who visited Lady Lynne were charmed by her rich, passionate voice â€" Venetian barcaâ€" . rolles, French chansons, Italian love ditties, old English balladsâ€"all were familiar to her; and those who heard her sing never forgot it. Another dis «overy was made. Lady Lynne was not only the possessor of a perfect face and one of tE most begutiful wabrss suss 1 Even Lord Lynne held up his hands with a comic gesture of surprise when he beheld his wife. Lady Eversleigh smiled gayly at him. Agatha, though less magnificently atâ€" tirog,. looked very fair nr:naetu{, for Lord Lynne and Inez had presented her with a beautiful set of pearls, which suited her delicate beauty as well as did the diamonds the regal and brilliant bride. « picture such as one seldom sees, and Lady Eversicigh gazed at her in wonder and delight. s in court costume. It suited her regal style of beauty to perfection. The gleamâ€" ing satin, the sweeping train, the courtly plumes, and the rare doamonds, made up ecostume; but it ‘was settled at once when Lady Evésleigh saw the magnifiâ€" cent parure of diamonds. She pronouncâ€" ed in favor of white satin. _ "Nothing else," she declared, "would go with those superb stones." Lady Lynue mz be pardoned if she did utter an exe tion of surprise when she saw hersel{ for the first time CHAPTER XIV quite understand was a«long debate about the HIS LORDSHIP ROMANCEF y my an end, and the Duchess Still the dreadful pallor remained, and the white, jewelled hands were tightly clinehed. "Shall I go in search of Lord Lynne!" n{lh inquired Lady Ripton, alarmed at the expression of the face upon which fort, she looked };t;‘il'l‘c"la?y’: fn.eo, and said: "Thank you, I am not il1; the heat made me faint for half a minute." "Are you ill, Lady Lynne?!" she inâ€" quired, gently; and never, to her dying day, did the lady forget the ghastly face and wild eyes. & No reply, no word, came from the rigid ps. "Shall I find your husband?" asked the lady; then the white stillness of the face was broken, the lips quivered, and she withdrew _ her eyes from the spot where their wild gaze had been so terriâ€" bly fixed. « "My husband!" she murmured; then, seeming to arouse herself by a great efâ€" "Lady Lynne, what is the matter!â€" are you ill?" cried one or two ladies who saw that white, startled face, and one of them went up to her, and tried to take her hand. All at once a deadly pallor overspread tha face of Lady Lynne, a wild look came into those dark eyes, riveted _ as though by some terrible spell on the halfâ€"averted face of a gentleman â€" who stood alone intently watching her. For one moment her lips opened, as though to utter a piercing cry; but even tfie very breath seemed to die upon them, they were so fixed and still. The bouâ€" quet of flowers she held in her hands fell into the fountain, but she never heeded the fall W 00 S( devew‘s ‘"There seems to be a great number of people here," she replied, "and so many of them are coming this way." f "Rest a few minutes longer," _ said Lord Lynne. "You look quite refreshed already. I have something to tell you that the duke said about you," muâ€"sâ€"_ap s F & said to her sisster, and a smile of tn}-’ umph ripfled over her beautiful face. It was all safe now; she had won the prize; what mattered how. life of love and triumph, of gratified ambition, and high hopes, lay smiling before her. Philâ€" ip loved her; the w::gi laid its homage at her feet. he had nothing to fear; and agrin the red lips smiled as she reâ€" membered her past fear. "I have been a long time, Inez," said her husband, approaching her, "but realâ€" ly the rooms are so crowded that I have almost had to fight my way." ‘"There seems to be a great number of But a greater trumph still was in store for Inez. One of tie royal dukes, who seldom attended either balls or parties, honored her (Grace of Ruthwell Iwith his presence, and as soon as he | was introduced to Lady Lynne, _ he asked her for the next waliz. _ There I‘wu a glow of gratified pride on her When the waltz was ended, her ro*ybal partner fourd a seat for Inez under the spreading foli of a magmificent plant :fiat a:’l(?rnednf}:. bnll-m‘m Ta foma radiant face as swhe assented, and peoâ€" ple talked of the honor paid to the "belle of the season," the E.tutifu.l Lady Y That night was the most _ brilliant Lady Lynne ever saw; homage and adâ€" uht{on floated like incense around her. Wherever her bright eyes fell she saw smiles and glances of admiration. Peoâ€" ple watched her when she danced, and agreed that such grace was rare. The young husband was proud of her triâ€" umps, and lglin thought to _ himself that he had chosen botn wisely and well. Her entres created quite a sensation. Beauties who had been reigning trimuâ€" phantly saw their reign at an end. A crowd of admirers soon surrounded her and Lord Lynne smiled as he heard the low arpressions of admiration her apâ€" pearance excited. arms and shoulders doubly fair. Her beautiful southern face was radiant, ber dark eyes were full of light, and the costly diamonds shone on her queenâ€" ly figure, and in the ripples of her dark ‘l And eert.dn.l{ Lady Lynne looked the most beautiful in all that _ brilliant throng; the rich satin made her white After a short study of the aplendid face and figure, Mu{me Nevers soon decided upon the toilet. The dress was to be of the palest rose satin, covered with rich flounces of white lace, and looped up with white camellias, _ The eelebnuj Lynne diamonds, she> said, were allâ€"sufficient without aid of other ornaments or flowers. salf. Eveqybodyâ€"who is anybody in our worldâ€"will be at the ball -ndyyou must be the belie. You do not know how much depends upon it. I really think it so important a matter we had better consult Madame Nevers. There are no diamonds in London finer than yours." If Inez could have foreseen the conseâ€" quences of that ball, the cards she held in her jewelled fingers would have been torn into shreds. A thousand times afâ€" terward she regretted that she went, yet her fate would in any case have been the same. Another hour brought Lady Eversleigh "I want you," continued Lady Everâ€" lle.igh, :ddreuing Inez, "to surpass yourâ€" "No; not quite that," replied his wife; "but she was anxious about it." "Did she fear you would not receive an invitation ?" "Is it rea.llé sot" cried Inez. "How pleased Lady Eversleigh will be! I must send her word at once." he replied, "these envelopes contain ro letter, but merely an invitation to her Grace of nuthwell‘s grand ballâ€"the most exclusive of the season." "All men are born equal," quoted the Wise Guy. "Say, don‘t try to convinee the mother of a first baby of that fact," said the Simple Mug. "Shall this great name die out?" the mother woulid ask, when the child‘s heart was glowing with her words. _ "Ah, no, Bflnu! let â€" your destiny be to reâ€"establish it. _ Live for that, and you will be the greatest of all the ladies of Monteleone." (To be enntinued.) Rarely did either mother or child quit the grounds belonging to the castle. It was a beautiful but lonely and saddenâ€" ed home. The greater part of the casâ€" tle lay in ruins; only one wing was habâ€" itable; and there madame, her daughâ€" ter and two servants dwelt. The day was spent in hard study and the acâ€" quirement cf numberless accomplishâ€" ments; and the stern, beautiful mother never neglected any means in her power of instilling her own wishes and plans into the mind of her child. When the day‘s work was ended, the young girl listened for hours together to stories of the brave deeds of her ancestors. ’ Madame Monteleone gave herself up entirely to the education of this beloved child, who gave great promise_ of beauâ€" ty, and her mother formed high and gfowing hopes for her future. Beautiful and gifted, her daughter might accomâ€" plish the. task in which her father had failed. She might marry, and her husâ€" band consent to take the timeâ€"honored name of Monteleone, or one of their children might bear it; and so the anâ€" cient race might revive to more than its former glory. A stranger life than that of Madame Monteleone could not be imagined. She, too, came from the illustrious race as her late husband. They were, in fact, the only two members of the family left. Their marriage was a happy one; but the decay of g.a family broke the heart of Luigi. His dayâ€"dream was to win back its glory and its honor; but he died young, and left one little daughâ€" ter, Bianca, then only four years old. midst of the beautiful Province of Anâ€" dalusia. There Luigi Monteleone, the last of his race, died, and there his widow, with their only child, Bianca, reâ€" sgided. Slowly the grand old race died out; lands and money seemed to fly from them; their name was heard no more among the warriors and statesmen of the nation. People spoke of the Monteâ€" leons as of a bygone line, and at the time our story opensâ€"twenty years beâ€" fore Inez Lynne was summoned to Engâ€" land by the father who seemed to have forgotten her birthâ€"no male scion of the family remained. Of all their once vast possessions, they retained only a large, gloomy old castle, situated in the When Spain was the home of chivalry, she counted no braver sons than those of the grand old race of Monteleone. Foremost where honor called and valor led, they were perfect types of the knights of old, sans puer et sans reâ€" proche. But chivalry died away, and with it perished the "lion hearts" that had so long led the "banners among the hills of Spain." A few minutes afterward, and a white face looked out into the moonlight, and until morning dawned Lady Lynne paced wearily up and down her luxurious cham. ber, ever and anon a passionate cry comâ€" ing from her lips, as she clinched her hands and cried, "And this is my triâ€" umph! Merciful heaven, this is my triâ€" umph!* * "I am glad she is sleeping," thought the young girl. "She looked so ill, I was alarmed." Then she went out, and closed the door. While the gentle girl removed the diaâ€" monds from S\e rich dark hbair, and helpâ€" ed to take off the costly dress, she heard dee& bitter sobs die away upon the white lips of Lady Lynne. "You are overâ€"fatigued," she said, carâ€" essing the face bent upon her shoulder; "lie Sown' now, and try to sleep." Ten minutes afterward, when Agatha entered the rooom with some wine for her sister, she found her lying perfectly still, her face turned from the light to the wall. "Let me take you to your ro she said; "you look worn out." Tenderly and gently the young husâ€" band wrapped her cloak round the tremâ€" bling form, wondering, as he did so, if it was the heat or the late hours that had made his wife so ill. Agatha looked with bewildered surâ€" I)riso at her sister‘s face when the light rom the hall lamp shone upon it; it was white as death, and looked years older. _ ©You are not overâ€"amiable to your friend," said Philip, with a smile. "Do you not like him?" _ But for answer she clung to his arm, and said, "I am tired, ;’gilip, and so wearied; pray take me home." Inez bowed haughtily, but no word passed her lips. "May I be permitted to say that the beauty of the bud gave promise of the perfection of the flower?" said the count bowing gallantly to the pale, beautiful woman; but she turned abruptly, and Philip smiled at the very florid compliâ€" ment. "Lady Lynne is tired toâ€"night," conâ€" tinued Count Montali; "may I be perâ€" mitted to call tomorrow?" "I was a child then," said Inez; and her husband looked at her, surprised at the bitterness of her tone. "I had the pleasure Lynne in Spain soge the count to Philip. * ed to have the honor acquaintance," Without looking at him, she introducâ€" ed the Count Rinaldo Montalti to Lord Lynne. Lordg Lynne looked with some little surprise at the tall, handsome stranger who stood by his wife‘s side. The genâ€" tleman bowed as he met Philip‘s glance, and turning to Inez, said, "May I ask for an introduction _ to your husband, Lady Lynnet" > unlike her ownâ€""tired â€"*n;dw;e;;i'e'&: Take me home." "What is the matter, darling?" said Philip. "How ill you look! What is it?" *"I am fortunately invulnerable," he replied, with a light laugh, "Oh, here is my Lord Lynne approaching. Introduce me, Inez." "Hush!" she cried, passionately. "Do not dare to use my name! If hatred and contempt would kill you, you would die now at my feet." "I was half afraid of startling you," he saidâ€""but you have good nervesâ€" you are a grand creature, Incz." _ _A long, low murmur came from her white lips. "Merciful heaven!" she cried, "is this my triumph?" "It is really myself, fair lady," he re plied. "The grave and I are yet stran Lady Ripton went on her kindly erâ€" rand, and then the stranger drew near to Inez. For one moment he stood beâ€" fore her in sidence. "It is really you," she said. "The grave has not given back its dead?" "If you will be so kind," replied Lady Lynne. "I am very tired; and if he will ordgr.g carriage, we will go home." "I am tired," she said, in a low voice, CHAPTER xV your room, Inez," of meeting Lady yeare ago," said am quite charmâ€" of renewing our They tell of an Atchison man who was going down street with a girl. She was one of the kind who believes in the power of the gentle hint, and, as they passed a candy store, she said: "Doesn‘t that candy smell good?" "Yes, the man replied, "Let‘s stop here and smell it awhile."â€"Atchison Globe. Mrs. Suddynâ€"Klymerâ€"Yes, and my husband was going right around to the newspaper office to have it out with the editor, but I happened to think that perâ€" haps we‘d better look in the dictionary first. After we found out the meaning of the word we sent our man and orderâ€" ed 200 extra copies of the paper." 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PILES CURED IN 6 TO 14 DaYys Speed ond Success. Marion Crawtord, . the novelist, is an astonishingly rapid worker, thiikâ€" ing nothing of dashing off three or four chapters at a sitting of the story that may be in hand. On one acâ€" casion a fellow author undertook to remonstrate with him on this point, even to the extent of observing that nothing could be well done that is done in a hurry. "‘Nothing?" quietly queried Crawâ€" ford. ‘‘Nothing!‘ was the decisive â€" reâ€" sponse. ‘ ‘"How about catching a train?" askâ€" ed Crawford.â€"Harper‘s Weekly. DRINK AND TOBACCO HABiTS The doctor invites om-ruponmnoe'. THE FAVORITES Fratkness with the Narrow Escape for Somebody. 1 NB uitcP Aifndiss e n ccduacas s 4 and tell me what makes that funny streak in the water." The guide looked up from his baitâ€" ing with a sigh. "That? Oh, that‘s where the road went across the ice last winter."â€" Everybody‘s Magazine. ‘"‘Guide," repeated the oll lady in tones that were not to be denied, "look rig’}‘xt over there where 1‘m pointing Sn 4n c it . . 2 The guide was bt-:sy r‘éi:ca.iti‘ng the old ?mlemau's hook and â€" merely mumbled "Uâ€"mâ€"mm." The garrulous old lady in the stern of the boat had pestered the guide with her comments and questions ever since they had started. Her meek little husband, who wes hunched toadâ€"like in the bow, fished in silence. The old lad{ had seemingly exhausted every possible point in fish and aniâ€" mal life, woodcrait, and personal hisâ€" tory, when she suddenly espied one of those curious paths of oily, unbroken water frequently seen on small lakes which are rufff;d by a light breeze "Oh, guide, guide," she exclaimed, "what makes that funny streak in the We.ntfr. 7N9: thereâ€"right over there!"‘ |SAMPLE COPY FREE * THEFARMERS‘ ADVOCATE" McTaggart, of 75 Youge etreet, Toronto THE BEST AGRICULTURAL AND HOME PAPER the big black plug chewing tobacco. A tremendous favorite everywhere, because of its richness and pleasing flavor. L LONDON, ONT Mention this paper. 1261. Black Watch on the American continent. No progressive farmer con afford to be without it. Published weekâ€" ly. Only $1.50 per year. Drop post card for free sample copy. Agents wanted. Address: Would you like to have a samâ€" ple copy of the Farmer‘s Advoâ€" cate and Home Magazine? Get acquainted with A Cowboy Jest. Too Literal. 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In the ne‘ghâ€" borhood of Geneva, where tie Swiss talk French, I climbed a little peok one fine morning, and on my arrival at the chalet at the top 1 hcard the pretiy handmaiden call in to the kitchen in exâ€" cellent French; This towns not grown so very much Bizce you and I were hore If you will ponder o‘er this tale, The reason will be clear. Haw Him Coming. (Exchange.) Francis Wilson, the comedian, apropas of certain curios, whereon he leli=ved be had been swindled, said with a la=uch; I looked for Aunt Minerva Brown, She‘s rounding out hber days In New York, wth a boarding house ‘That folks here tell me pays. And you remember Lizzie Dean ? They eay whe‘s doing well As ewitchboard girl down in New York Bhe‘s been there quite a spell. I wandered to the smithy, Tom, There where the two roads fork The blacksmith‘s mending motor cars For some firm in Now York. 'N:_q_lgulni where Bill Jones used to live He now resides in New York town, And writes that hbe‘s content. DR. HUNT‘S BUST DEVELOPER Well, next I asked for Harvey Griggs, But people made it clear That he wes Hving in New Yorkâ€" Had lived there ‘most a year . I wandered to the viliage, Tom, And asked for Asa Pratt. Why, Asy‘s in New York, they said, *‘That‘s where he‘s lMving at." for nowadays there is often a g'om‘l deat of coiffure aitached to a hat and the locker system keeps the secret. He has lined the corridors of his playâ€" bhouse with pigeonholes and fitted mirâ€" rors. at convenient places. Every lady on booking her seat gets a key which fits the pigconhole allotted to her place, and she can thus rest assured that her latest piece of millinery will not suffer. This is a far wiser arrangement than vising in wrath against the matinee hat, Pri the women of Paris by catering to their hats instead of ordering them out of the theatre when they refused to leave them in the cloakroom. M. Gemier, who manages the Theatre Antoine, appreciated the reasonableâ€" ness of this argument and has pleased A clever theatrical manager in Paris has found a way of solving the matinee hat question, which has peen vering that city, says Town and Country. it has all along been urged, ani with reasou, that a hat costing over $100 shouid not be left in the cloak room with sticks and overcoats. Manzger of a Paris Theatre Provides Them for Patrons. A clever theatrical manuger in Paris LOCKERS FOR MATINEE HATS was cured of Pussy Not Needed Ever Notice 1t? Rus in Urbe. MRS. 8. KAULBACK, REV. WM. BROWN. MRS. 8. MASTERS sensitive lungs by Lincoln, seâ€" N. Y. Sun Ift he complains mbout his health And says that his digestion‘s bad, hqdmthommonhlmbymu And for the opening are glad. uhooh.'nllheumuohrd And that he cannot save enough, With this remark they‘ll interlard His constant rhythmic draw and 1 *‘You smoke too much," It gets so when he misses trains, Or buys a suilt that doesn‘t fit, Or when his taste for drama wanee, Or when he shows a caustic wit, Ol;‘- "!?_- ‘hh‘_ helr_. is falling out, The man who smokes 10â€"cent cigars Ur iwoâ€"fers, stogles, or a pipe, Who puffs inside the smoking carsâ€" The smokestack‘s human prototype (P;hul;.mh:l‘mm'- not. right, ut *‘pipe" none too mary rhymes)â€" Is apt to hear this day or night hy Till through his memory it chimes: Repeat it:â€"‘"Shiloh‘s Cure wil always cure my coughs and colds.," _because there‘s no place like it," she replied meekly.â€"Glasgow Times, The artist was of the impressionist school. He had just given the last touches to a purple and blue canvas when his wife came into the studio, "My dear," he said, "this is the landâ€" scape I wanted you to suggest a title for." "Why not call it ‘Home," she said, after a long look. «* ‘Home‘t Why?" "Because there‘s no place lika it" ah. MA stram eeCuciag CC _V :. EPE his friend was moved to exclaim : "Man, it‘s irand exercise, but what do you use the wee ball for?"â€"M .A .P. Repeat it:â€""ifiToh'l Oure will alâ€" ways cure my coughs and colds." The story is told of an enthusiastic but inexpert beginner who .nvited a friend who had never seen golf playâ€" ed to follow him round th course. On the first tee the golfer, after many waggles, smote mightily andâ€"missed the ball. Again he swung his club and again created only an atmospheric distu‘rilnce. After hA third atkamiuntg Spanking docs not cure children of bedâ€"wetting. There is a constitutional cause for this trouble. Mrs. M. 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The shoes should, however, in no case be plunged into a basinful of oil, as is so frequently and erroneously done, this treatment being apt to stain the leather; and a better method is that of dipping a rag in the gasoline and distributing it evenly over the surface. 1t should not be forgotten, however, in this connection that gasoâ€" line is highly inflammable, and it should never be kept in a glass bottle, or apâ€" plicd when lamps, gas or fires are alight, The Underwood introduced visible writâ€" ing. During fourteen years it has perâ€" fected it. Other makers have been forced by public demand to adopt the princip}e of visible writing. They are now in the @lperimental stage, which the Underwood passed through a decade ago. UNITED TYPEWRITER CO. + LIMITED 9 Adelaide St. East â€" TORONTO |Tips on Cleaning Some of the Latesi l in Footgear. | The vogue for colored leathor boots ‘nnd shoes has brought with it many more responsibilitics in the matter of cleaning and renovating than was the case when black and brown leather held |undisputed sway in the realim of footâ€" | gear, Shoes in the rich red and deep green shades which are so popular at present should always be wiped at once whenever they are taken off if the origâ€" inal color is to be retained, and never left to be cleaned till the next day. They should be placed immediately in the trees, the whole surface being then gone over with a rag, dipped in lukewarm soapsuds, until every spot of mud or dust is removed, 4 When perfectly dry the leather should be softened by means of a reliable cream and polished with a silk handkerchief. BETTER THAN SPANKINCG. You can painlessly remove any corn, el.6F hard, soft or bleeding, b‘lnl“( Putnam‘s Corn Extractor, | 1t never burns, eaves no SCaT, Soteaitna hoi in hn w becas ommort use Cure mmmfi‘:"':“ by all pPUTNAM‘S PAINLESS . CORN EXTRACTOR_ CORNS The Smoker‘s Sad Lot. It Looked Superfiuous. Naming the Picture. soF l e PE sEmETe After a third attempt, COLORED SHOES eA ewe Refuse substitutes. too much.‘" puft of the Latest CURED in 24 HoynS Cw 2 SV w 200 _ ons touch Daniel}" Johnnyâ€"‘*"They were African lions and only oared for dark mant "__TiniAsa. e rpiradp oi tvoamssa iss css 1 "that you‘d try not to be so absentâ€" minded when we are dining out." "Eh? What have I done now ?" “Wh{; when the hostess asked you if you‘d have some more pudding you reâ€" plied that, owing to a tremendous prl: sure on your space, you were compel to decline."â€"Titâ€"Bits. "I found a horse." "Found a horse? Nonsense! 'Hn! wouldn‘t jug you for finding a horse. "Well, but you see, I found him beâ€" fore the owner lost him."â€"Everybody‘s Magazine, A mry. upon re‘ease from a frien "What was you in for?" as) friend. dard and Times ‘‘Not at all!" snorted the mother rabbit scornfully; "the gunner was shooting at somethinfi else while your poor t:am sat behind him and laughâ€" ed. Unfortunately the gun kicked and the man sat down on your father and =il'I:d h‘im'.':"â€"From the Catholic Stanâ€" Minard‘s Liniment Cures Gar;et in cows, *‘Me," asked the Kittle rabbit, " it true that pa was shot by an ami teur gunner?‘ Teacherâ€""Why didn‘t â€" the ol CWR ieA ues x K it: â€""Shiloh‘s Cure will always cure my coughs and colds" ‘ "Yes," responded the candidate, "alt except Ham Dodger, who bas been owâ€" ing me for twenty cents‘ worth of chesse the past ten years; Joe Sweet, wao tried to Elt me out of my wife; Judge Smoothe, who swapped . me a awaeyâ€" backed, lopâ€"sided, halfâ€"deaq mare, when she was doped with ginger â€" and Golconel Blower, who is conceded to he the bigâ€" gest liar in Cobville. Outside «f these unregenerate, ignoble, condemned r14 graceless cusses, ] oolemnlf' promise to love, honor lnd' esteem all the L.op dly Duffers with all my heart." The candidate was then conli *»d to the Trial of the Revolving Pitchforks.â€" Puck, Limitations of Love, "Do you swear to love, honor and esâ€" teem these, your brothers in the Lordly Order of Duffers?" asked the Noble Muckâ€"aâ€"Muck, satisfied with it bei price is low, Full ~ soLo ore %’ TRiAL Is the only Gasoline Engine that yo@r can try before you buy, 1 know what the "Chamâ€" plon‘" will do, and I want you to be fully satisfied with it before you pay for it ‘The bricn 4e aw nun 20 €22, Max. "Indeed, I shall expect more. Shaw knows the drama so thoroughly that it is an easy matter for him to write of it, whereas I, knowing nothing whatever about it, shall find it drel:fifully hard work!"â€"Success Magazine., "Being eomrm:ively inexperienced, you, Mr. Bee , cannot, of course, expect so much." "Oh, yes, I shall!" hastily interposed The owner advised Max of the salary that had been paid George Bernard, obâ€" serving at the same time: $ It Did Not Work. Hubert Henry Davies, the playwright, who has spent much time in London, tells of an amusing interview between the owner of a publication in the Britâ€" ish capital, whereof George Bernard Bhaw had been the dramatic critic, and Max Beerbohm, on the occasion of the latters‘ assumption of the duties laid down by G. B. 8. § 'zs ACRB3â€"NEAR 87. CATHARINESâ€" eultable for mixed farming and fruit; eight ecres grapes, in full bearing. Apply Chas. Welstead, Homer, Ont. Yorkville, Torento Ten Scuth African Veteran Scrip. Will Pay Cash. Write to C. A. SHEPARD & CO., Box 1961 Calgary, Alberta ) grants purchased; highest spot cash priceeo paid. W1ll purchase any pumber; handla your papers also. R. J, Malley, Temple Bullding, Toronto, Ont. 110 COMIC RECITATIONS, THE PRACTIC, AL POULTRY KEEPER. 10 cents each or 3 for 2 cents and our Catalogue of 40) sook Bargains FREKE. % The K. 0..SMITH CO., Dept. A., Orillia, Ont. P‘CONOIIC ACETYLEA 4 nonâ€"carbonizng, perfe $2.50 per dozen; samples 25 Acetylene Burner Co., De etrect west, Toronto. 150 OLD TIME SsoONCS 1 OUTH AFRICAN VETERANS‘ IAND se e 00 AGENTB waANTEDâ€"THERE 18 NOTHLNG pays better than & tea route, Alfred Tyler, London, Ont. . Gillespic, Q8 'Fâ€"r;;;;t- !.r.' THE "CHAMPION" Wanted Scrip , John," The Amateur Gunner ANTEBDâ€"_sSOUTH AFPRICAXN v ISSUE NG. ol 1908 Words and Music Compicte Limitations of Little Previous, FARMS FOR SALE. on re‘ease from jail, met you in for?" asked the LAND WANTED. said the editor‘s wife, of Habit. FOR SALZL. hastily interposed YLENE BURNERS, Erhct incandoscence, 2# cents. Economic .. Dert. C., 60 PFront lions 18 NOTHING th t ol N DRI winner q Angus an Neglect SH izes in See