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D t ## CHAPTER XXXVL Sitting in the quiet little room of Mrs. West that morning, with the golden sunlight of June shining in through the screen of flowers at the window, the pretty American girl lisâ€" tened to the story of the grande pasâ€" sion told in as eloquent phrases as the young soldier gould commandâ€"a story as old as the world, but ever sweet and new. Leonora listened with dewy eyes and flushing cheeks. She knew the value of all that he was offering to herâ€"knew that he was wealthy, that he was heir to a title, tzt he had a warm, true, manly heart, and that in his affection for her he was runâ€" ning counter to the wishes and deâ€" sires of all his friends. It was but natural that she should feel proud of his homage. She wished that she might have loved him in return. A sense of shame and embarrassment stole over her at the thought that while he offered her soâ€" much she could give him nothing save the calm rewant of x friewmt. _ *‘ .__ _ __ "A rival," she said, with a quickly suppressed sigh. “A‘z, you need not have feared that! No one would sacâ€" rifice anything for my sake but you." "But what? Oh, Leonora you are not going to be cruel to meâ€"you are not going to refuse me?" he cried, anxiously, and he looked so handsome and so ardent that her heart ached for him, and she wished again that she might have loved him, and said yes instead of no to his manly proâ€" posal. e s e vige "Let me teach you," he cried, arâ€" dently. "I know I have been too preâ€" mature. I have asked you to love me too soon; but I have been so afraid of a rival, my darling." _ _ ageck. He thought he understood the ilâ€" lusion and his heart sunk. He gently touched the small hand that lay on her black dress. M "Do not judge any one hardly, Miss West," he said. "There are many who would love you and make sacriâ€" fices for you if they had the chance. And you know I should not have to make any sacrifice at all. I am rich in my own right. I could lift you at once from the level you now occupy to one more worthy of youâ€"one you would adorn, and where your beauty and accomplishments would be rated at their full value. Oh, Leonora! do not say no just yet. Let me woo you _ "I am very ," she said, and the pretty face looied so sh{ and troubled, that he longed to gather her in his arms and kiss the sweet lips into smiles again. "I am ver{ sorry, and I don‘t mean to be cruel, Lieuâ€" tenant De Vereâ€"but I must refuse, because 1 do not love you." _ _ _ Leonora smiled pensively and bitâ€" teeks. > _ *s1 P tlg 45 xt _ a little longerâ€"a month, a year. In time you might learn to love me. Let me still hope on. I love you so dearâ€" ly I can not give you up yet!" _ She drew nw the hand of which he had posses himself, and the rich roses mantled her cheeks as she said, gently and sadly: _ _ T. _ "I thank you very much for the honor you have done me, and I wish that I could love you, butâ€"" _ She blushed deeply, and the long lashes drooped over her cheeks, but she answered, firmly: * $ "It would be very cruel for me to let you keep on hoping like that, Lieuâ€" | tenant De Vere. I could never be yours if fou waited months _ and years. I will tell you the truth. There is"â€"a gaspâ€""some oneâ€"some one else that 1 love." A moment‘s dead silence. The girl drops her shamed face in her hands. Presently he says huskily, yet with manly courage: . T "It is some fortunate suitor you have left in America. Let me conâ€" gratulate you, Miss West." _ o Â¥. But she answers, in a sad, shamed voice: "No, you need not congratulate me. I am not any happier than you are Heâ€"he does not love me." "Does not love you? Then he must be a stock or a stone," De Vere says, indignantly. $ "He is neither," says Leonora, with the pretty pensive smile she has worn throughout their interview. "But let us speak no more of it. I should not have confessed to you only to show you how futile it would be for you to go on loving me. I thought it {ut justice to you. It may make it easâ€" ier for you to forget me." . "I shall never do that," he answers with conviction. "You think so now, but time will console you," smiling. "I shall be gone out of your life forever in a few weeks." "Gone?" he echoes, blankly. "Yes; I am going away in three weeks‘ time. Aunt West goes with me to America." He starts. "Is it possible?" "Yes, we are going to seek a home in my own land. Bid me bon voyage, Licutenant De Vere. You are the only friend I have made in England, that is, if I may call you my friend," wistfully. He g'nlpo tdown a greal:d sigh of di:& appointment, regret, and pain, a m out his hand. - "Yes, I am your friend, if I can not be your lover," he said, manfully. Something like a week later Lieuâ€" tenant De Vere, strolling down a street in London, comes suddenly face to face with Clive, Lord Lancaster. "What! not gone home yet?" says the former, in :urrrise, and â€" Lanâ€" caster flushes guiltily. "No; but when did you come to London?" he inquires. "Several da{s ago," De Vere reâ€" ;Il’ii:s, carelessly, and scanning his nd curiously. Lancaster does not bear the scrutiny well. He is wan and haggard looking. There is no eolor in his usually florid face, and his eyes are heavy and restless. _ :}nx“ De Vere has a worn air, too, as 11 and ennuye. dx;Y”' I have finished my visit; I id not care to remain after my host took such a cavalier flight." & "You have not finished your visit so soon, I trust," he observes, eyeing his friend in turn with a close sceruâ€" ‘Ah, indeed!" sarcastically. "But The Lady of Lancaster ; CHAPTER XXXVII eloquent phrases as ‘r gould commandâ€"a Or, Lknonora West‘s Love. INFLUENZA And all d;uun of the horse affecting his throat, lgeeduy cured; colts and horses in same stable kept from having them by using SPORIN‘S DISTRMPER COMPOUND. 3 to 6 doses often cure. One bottle guaranteed to cure ohe case. Safe for brood mares, baby colts, stallionsâ€"all ages and conditions. Most skillful scientific compound. Any drugy SPOHN MEDICAL CO.. Goshex, Ind., U.S%.A. of your visit." WV anâ€" wara Cm e emee "You were not, particularly; but I came away because I had no iongcr anh:xcuu for staying." tone was so peculiar that Lanâ€" caster looked at him more closely. He caught De Vere by the arm a litâ€" tle nervously. Tw : I did not know that I was the object _ ‘"She is so indefinite Whom do you mean?" airily. 4 4 img "Ah!" said Lieutenant De Vere, dryly, and then he took several moody puffs at his cigar. _ _ C you?" "Two reasons," De Vere replied, laâ€" conically. "One ought to have been enough," said his friend. "Yes, it ought to have been, I know," â€" said %)e Vere, _ reddening warmly. "But, you see, I did not want to take no for an answer, so when she said she couldn‘t marry me because she didn‘t love me I wanted her to take time. You see, I thought she might learn to love me. So, then, to escape my importunities, she had to put in another reason." "And that?" asked Lancaster. "I am not sure that I ought to tell. I tkink she told me as a secret," he answered, thoughtfully. _ % ‘W“I'i: \;e-rae,’ .you don‘t mean to tell me that she has refused you?" _ Pn ies on Cd! "I thought there was but one she in the case. Miss West, of course." "Oh!" "Has she refused you, I say, De Vere?" imploringly. “Yes." "Really?" with somet:hingh like inâ€" credulous joy in his voice, though he tries hard to keep it out of it. He has been so jealously sure all the while that Leonora would accept "the goods the gods provided," that he caflvscarc_e_ly ta_lsg in Ehe tru‘th now. _ They light their cigars and walk on together, and then De Vere conâ€" tinues: _ "What is it about the affair that you can. not understand ?" 3 "Tell me four secret, _ Lancaster, and I will tell you hers. Whg did you run away from Lancaster Park?" "Yes, Miss West has refused me, really. You seem glad of my illâ€"luck, Lancaster," in a tone of subdued bitâ€" terness. ns "Oh, no, no! I beg your pardon a hundred times, I did not mean it at all. I am sorry for you, old fellow, but I can not underst:ar_xgi it, really." â€""That she should refuse you. I thought she would be sure to accept." __"Yes, I honestly thought so. Did she give you any reason for refusing And then when he saw Lancaster‘s grave, disappointed face, he said, suddenly : CPuls _ Lancaster is suddenly shocked himself. k _"Perhaps you are dull of: com]]:i'e- hension. Take a cigar to brighten up your understanding." ind "Because I was a coward, De Vere â€"â€"that is all," bitterly. _ _‘ _ _ _ "But why? Were you afraid that your aunt would marry you off willyâ€" nilly to the earl‘s daughter?" "Not exactly, although there was some danger of it," said Lancaster, smiling. * "There was some other reason, then? Come, old fellow, are you ashamed to confess the truth?" "I should have been a week ago. I think I might own it now with the bribe you offered in view." "What was it, then?" curiously. "This: I was madly in love with Leonora West, and too selfish, or too jealous, or too great a coward, to stay and witness your happiness as her _ accepted lover." _ + "Hum! _ All the happiness you would have witnessed wouldn‘t have hurt you," ruefully, "And so you ran away like a coward! What have you been doing all this while, truant?" "All sorts of foolish things, I‘m afraid. For one thing, I‘ve been tryâ€" ing to exchange out of my own regiâ€" ment into one ordered to India." "But do you mean to tell me that you were going to throw over the whole thing, Lady Lancaster, Lady Adela, and allâ€"just because you were disappointed in love?" queried De Vere, in wonder. "Yes, I believe I wasâ€"though I didn‘t think much about it. You see, I was just running away headlong from my own misery.". "Yes," admitted the big, handsome fellow, shamefacedly. §X C "I did not really believe you were so romantic," said De Vere, after a long pause. wipe Wrards Lieutenant De Vere was béfrayed into a whistle of profound surprise: "Whew!" "You mean so foolish," said his friend, eyeing him closely. "Well, perhaps so," admitted the lieutenant. "A man must be far gone, indeed, to throw away twenty thousand a K:ar and an earl‘s daughter for the aux yeaux of a pretty little penniless girl. Such luck is not met with every ay.Y' f [ f io Wes "Leonora is worth it all," said Lanâ€" caster, warmly, | _ _ C a "Yes, if one could win her; but but then you were throwing all away, without anything in return. You should have remembered that you would lose all and gain nothing. What says the poet: Lancaster said nothing, only sighed furiously. [ Em L e e qh o â€" oo S en d "Look here, old fellow," said his friend. "Tell me the truth. If you could get Leonora, would you really throw over all the rest for her? Would you do the ‘all for love, and the world well lost‘ business?" An eloquent look from Lancaster‘s darkâ€"blue eyes was his only answer. "You would.. Then you are far gone indeed. I do not think I ought to countenance you in such egregious folly. I think you will be cured of your madness when I tell you her second reason for not loving me." _ Lancaster looked at him imploring3 ly. "Say what you are going to say, De Vere," he said, almost roughly, in the mise‘lz that filled his voice; "but don‘t chaff! Think what I‘ve endured already. I love Leonora to madness. If you think there‘s any hope for me, "‘What care 1 how fair she be, If she be not fair for me?‘" Pinkeye, Shippin« at "Lancaster, I‘m sorry for you, upon my soul, but I don‘t think there‘s any chance for you at all. Miss West told me quite frankly that she was in say so at once love with another man." says bast J Mhninntchacous B ‘ *Who is the happy man?" "She would not tell, but of course it cannot be you, because she says it is quite a hopeless passion. He does not love her; she .&itbd that with the reddest blushes." 6 "No, of course, it can not be me, for I am quite sure she knows my heart. I have shown her my love unâ€" wittingly more than once, and been laughed at for my pains," Lancaster admits, with bitter chagrin and deâ€" spair strug%ling in his voice. Danr littla @irll It is ctrance that "Poor little girl! It is strange that she should love in vain. It is a coldâ€" hearted man indeed that could be inâ€" sensible to so much beauty and sweetâ€" ness," De Vere muses aloud. "I think it is some one she has left in New York, for she and Mrs. West are goâ€" ing to sail for America next week, to make their home there." "Then that ends all," Lancaster says, moodily. . z 2 "Yes," De Vere answers, rather gravely. "And there will be one {mge folded down forever in both our ives, eh, old fellow? We are in the same boat, you see. But‘take my adâ€" vice, Lancaster, don‘t let this episode spoil your prospects. Throw up the India scheme, and go home and marry the earl‘s daughter." Lady Lancaster was surprised and angry and frightened all in one when she heard that Leonora West had reâ€" fused Lieutenant De Vere. She made him own the truth when he came to make his hasty adieus, and she roundâ€" ly abused the "pert minx," as she called her, for her "impertinence and presumpbion.‘* . . o. .. uce ue ol ues ce t "Whom does she think she will get ? Does she think she will capture an earl or a duke?" she sneered, and De Vere answered, coldly: PCPIC ANSWMOCDCMp CUIUIY. "I do not befieve tivlat she has any matrimonial designs on any one, Lady Lancaster. _ She returns to America in a very few days." _ _ Lad’\; Lancaster was so su?)rised that she gave vent to her relief by a has'tly exclamation: "Thank Heaven! And I devoutly wish that she had remained there." "There are more persons than one who will agree with Xour ladlyshig there," he said, betrayed into a laug at her naivete. Then he went away, and Lady Lanâ€" caster straightaway confided the fact of his rejection to all the ladies in the house. They all agreed with her that Leonora W’;st was an impertinâ€" ent minx to have refused such a splendid offer, but that it was a narâ€" row escape for Lieutenant De Vere, and that he had need to be very thankful over it. _ "Whom?" she exclaimed, with a start. "Myself for one," he answered. "I am not at liberty to implicate any one else." She gave him a savage glance. "Do dyou mean my nephew?" she inquired. _ "I said I was not at liberty to name any one else," he replied. _ _ _ In the meantime, Lady Lancaster‘s guests grew very curious over her nephew‘s absence. The earl and his daughter talked of going away. They felt secretly aggrieved and resentful over Lord Lancaster‘s continued abâ€" sence. It was a palpable slight to them. ‘They did not believe the story of important business in London. What business could he have? Lady Lancaster wrote her nephew a sharp, imperative letter of recall. She was on thorns lest her longâ€" cherished scheme should fail. She intimated quite plainy that her paâ€" tience was exhausted and that if he did not come to terms soon she would never forgive him, and worse still, she would cut him out of her will. Lancaster threw that letter angrily into the fire, and swore to himself that he would not go near Lancaster. He would go off to India, and she might buy another husband for her favorite with the money she prized so much. He would have none of it. Even an extremely aggressive enâ€" emy can be conquered by strategy; it is only a question of employing the strategem fitted to the case. An openâ€"air preacher of East Lonâ€" don understood this, and his strateâ€" gem fitted to a charm. He was adâ€" dressing a crowd when a soldier who had been drinking came up and ridiâ€" culed the service. Finding it was useless to ignore the man, the preachâ€" er said: "Ah! my friend, you‘re no soldier. No servant of the King would get drunk and interrupt a peaceful serâ€" vice." The man said he was a soldier, and asked the preacher to test him. _ This order was also obeyed, though with some trouble. "Quick march!" And off went the valiant soldier, marching down the road at a quick pace, while the preacher resumed his address. There are few countries where there are as many interesting and unusual animals as in the jungles and forests of Panama. The strangest of these are "the black howlers." These are monkeys, and they reâ€" semble other monkeys but they roar like lions. They frighten hunters away as much as do genuine lions. When there are a half dozen of them or more together the noises they make are almost deafening. It is they who frequently make a queer, booming and roaring how! that resounds from one end of the jungle to the other. Rivals of these are the noisy parrots that shout in the mornâ€" ing until the jungle fairly rings with their tumult. There are also the grotesque toucans which at times vie with the parrots, the calling of the parrakeets and the peculiar chorusâ€" like call of the chachalaca or: wild turkey. At night mysterious noises are heard everywhere from unknown sources, but the strangest of these are the strange monkeys. "Because he‘s always out of ‘cash‘ and invariably in ‘debt.‘" Th Monkeys That Roar Like Lions. Never in Funds. "Blivins reminds rre of the letter "Why so?" CHAPTER XXXVIIL (To be continued.) Retreat in Order. start. He of The annual period of canning and preserving is approaching. It is an open question what fruits and.vegeâ€" tables can be put up at home with economy. Now that tinned and glassâ€" ed goods are so cheap and often so excellent many housewives find that they waste both time and money. Pineapples and oranges, for examâ€"| ple, are not worth while. Commercill] orange marmalades and tinned pineâ€" apple are good and inexpensive; and considering the cost of the fruit, the sugar and jars, and the value of her time, the housewife who continâ€" ues to preserve pineapples and make orange marmalade is not an econâ€" omical person. The same is true of many vegetables. On the other hand, certain vegetables cannot be purâ€" chased, well tinned, at a moderate price. The best asparagus, put up in glass, is expensive in the market; and if a family is fond of asparagus, the housewife will do well to can it herself in glass jars at a time when it may be obtained at the lowest price. Whole _ preserved _ strawberries, small lima beans, candied and preâ€" served cherries, chutneys, chili sauce and grapefruit are among the more expensive delicacies in the market. These, if used in any quantity, it will be profitable to put up at home. â€" The simplest method of canning fruit is to bring it to the boiling point and then pack it quickly into jars that have been standing for fifty or sixty minutes in boiling waâ€" ter. Do not use too much sugar in cooking the fruit, for this adds to the expense and spoils the flavor. Success in canning depends chiefly upon the perfect sealing of the jars. If the fruit and the jars have been thoroughly cleaned by boiling and if the jars are sealed so that no air can penetrate, the fruit or vegetables should keep for years. f In jellying, if the jelly remains liquid, do not boil it again with more sugar, but try adding more fruit juice. It is probable that you have already used too much sugar, and the fruit juice will make the jelly set. Here are some _ omelet items: Omelets are difficult to make properâ€" ly, and only practice gives a cook the knack of turning a perfect one. The French cooks use no liquid in it, and beat the eggs only enough to break the yolks; this side of the Atlantic the custom is to add water or milk, and many American cooks beat the whites to a stiff froth and the yolks to a foamy cream, and mix them toâ€" gether with a knife, just enough to blend them. Some cooks insist that water is better than milk; some insist that water toughens the omelet and others insist that milk makes it heavy. So the only way to learn to make an omelet that is light, of firm texture, substantial and yet in no way sugâ€" gestive of leather is to try recipe afâ€" ter recipe and method after method until perfection is attained. ® It is easier to make several small omelets than one large one. It is difâ€" ficult to handle a large one and its edges usually burn before the middle part is done. Experience alone tells the cook when to turn an omelet. If turned too soon it falls from its own weight. Some cooks find it easier to slip it in the oven as soon as it is set around the edgesâ€"pan and allâ€"until it puffs. Then they turn oneâ€"half on the other half and send it to the table. Remember that a pan should be clean and smooth. Iron pans can be rubbed with salt to polish off any unâ€" eveness on the surface. The amount of grease and the kind used are matâ€" ters which each cook must determine for herself. Hints fog Busy Housekeepers. A dessert to be successful must be attractive to the eye. N4A Beans and peas are too much alike to be used at the same meal. Apple sauce should always be eatâ€" en to counterbalance sausage and pork. rew‘s p : y _ Prunes hidden in a meringe, the meringe browned in the oven, make a delicious dessert. Pearl tapioca makes a delicate and excellent thickening for soups. _ . Don‘t use sooty pans and kettles in cookingâ€"they take longer to heat. After scrubbing thoroughly, make a few slits in the skins of potatoes that are to be baked. Common soap, rubbed on the hinges of a creaking door, will do away with the trouble. The newest ‘omelet pan is in two parts, so that the omelet may be flopped over and over. es . Fasten a pincushion to the top of the sewing machine arm, and whole minutes will be saved. Rub the ends of the ribs of the umâ€" brella with vaseline where they are fastened. This prevents rust. â€" 3 Add a pinch of borax to the rinsâ€" ing water of handkerchiefs, if you would have them a little stiff. Irons will heat more quickly and stay hot longer if a cake tin or other cover is turned upside down over them. The dessert that fails in its appeal to the palate is a wasted attempt, for desserts are eaten for pleasure, not hunger. 3 A faded carpet can be bri;ghtened and cleaned by rubbing with warm water and ammonia, with a little borâ€" ax in it. Wet the kitchen stove while cold with a cloth dipped in kerosene oil; then apply the blacking. The stove will keep clean much longer. . Borax is the best hairbrush cleanâ€" er. Add a teaspoonful of borax and a tablespoonful of soda to the water in which the hairbrush is to be washâ€" A change the children will appreâ€" ciate is the baking of mincemeat in tart shape. Simply line patty pans with the pastry and then fill them, covering the top. When hot cloths are needed conâ€" stantly in time of sickness keep a colander full of them over a kettle The Canning Season. About the Household Omelet Hints. TORONTO . Make kitchen aprons with a flat seam, stitched on both sides, so there is no right or wrong, and time will the be saved both in washing and in looking for the right side of the half full of boiling water. Keep the kettle covered on the back of It is an excellent idea to have A guest chest in the guestroom. It should contain emergency thingsâ€"a nightgown, a bath robe, sli?peu, soap, wash toothbrush. A tomato sandwich properly made is m delicious luncheon addition. Cut firm, cold tomatoes in thin slices and place each slice on a round of bread and butter. On each tomato spread a teaspoonful of minced celery and minced sweet pepper mixed with mayonnaise dressing. Top with a slice of buttered white bread. Salted almonds made at home are both better and cheaper than those usually bought already prepared. To make them, first shell them, and then pour bubbling, boiling water on them. Drain it off immediately, and pour another bath of actively boiling water on them. Let them stand 30 seconds and then drain again. Now remove the loosened skins. In a shallow pan put two or three tablespoonfuls of olive oil and a teaspoonful of salt and put the almonds in this. Stir them around until all are covered with oil. Put them in a moderately hot oven and brown them very carefully, shakâ€" ing them several times so that they will brown evenly. When they are golden brown turn them out on a s?eet of brown paper, to absorb the oil. The Serbians are among the most superstitious people in the world. They have especially peculiar ideas about animals. They have a practice of forecasting the future by means of the shoulder bone of a roasted sheep or a pig. The flat part of the bone is said to predict peace or war. If it is clear and white, it means peace; if rather dark, it means war. Near the upper part of the bone are some small holes, which according to their size and position are termed cradles or coffins and foreshadow joy or sorâ€" row. Serbian women wishing to have their husbands revealed to them do it by means of a strange table custom. They put aside the first and last crumbs of bread. They bind these together with a piece of wood and lay the whole under their pillows. The future husband is then said to appear in their midnight dreams. As he may be across .the sea the piece of wood is included in the charm to serve him for a boat. Anything that can possibly be said in favor of the King of the Huns should, as a matter of fair play, be said. We are apt to forget that he is the eldest son of the late Queen Victoria‘s eldest child, after all. But he can, without doubt, trace his ancestors back to William the Conâ€" querer. The line runs through his mother, Queen Victoria, William IV., the four Georges, Queen Anne (sisâ€" terâ€"inâ€"law of William III.), James II., Charles 4dI., Charles I., James I. (who was cousin of Elizabeth), Mary, Edward VI., Henry VIL, and so on, directly, to Henry I., William Rufus, and William the Conqueror. He has, it is said, stated that he should therefore be King of England. His ancestry on his father‘s side is mixedâ€"very mixed!â€"and has been crossed with most of the bad blood in Europe. If Wilhelm has any good points, we know now where he gets them from. From a recipe of Charles Franâ€" catelli, Chief Cook to Queen Victoria, Published in 1865. Clean 2 lbs. cherries and a handful of red currants, and bruise stones and kernels in a mortlar: ;>l-<:¢ywi lr}-l .lml.):l rh.r-n serving pan wit . Jo Redpath‘s sugar loafe and % pint spring=water ; boil on the stoveâ€"fire about five minutes, taking care to remove scum as it rises ; pour into a beaver CHERRY JELLY Jellyâ€"bag and filter in usual way. Mix julce with two. ounces clarified isinglass. and pour into jars or mould. wash cloths, even a brand new William the Conquerer. Serbian Superstitions. M to preserve its luscious flavor for the wintetzys to come. For over half aeenturyw has been the favorite sugar in Canada fgr preservmgand jellyâ€"makingâ€"and with good GRANULATED T _4 â€"4 4: h ... ftvcn sous. Aifredatratbdutd married two years, and their first child was only a few months old. With the help of one hired man, David ran a small farm and dairy in the West, and sent milk into the nearest village, as well as to some of. his neighbors. In the spring David fell ill with pneumonia, and lay in bed for weeks. He made a good recovery, but he was not as careful of himself as he should have been, and managed to get 2 bad cold. While he had that he had to keep close to the house, an dhis hired man, Joe, did the chores alone. One evening, while Joe was hard at work, a storm came up suddenly. In order that Joe might not have to go out after the rain began to fall, David determined to take over the pail of milk that was delivered each evening to the nearest neighbors. He slipped on a coat and cap, and, telling his wife where he was going, started for the barn. As he passed the windmill he saw ‘ and went back into the house. that it was open. He did not wish it| David‘s last hope vanished. He to remain so during a high wind, 80 could not see how help could â€" now he entered the millhouse and began | reach him. A cold sleet had begun to to wind up the closing crank. Sudâ€"| fall, and the wind seemed to drive the denly he felt the strain relax. He icy particles into his very fiesh. He stepped outside and looked up; thelfeu; a morbid impulse to throw him« wire had parted close up under the self off the platform and take the tower platform. It was now nearly | chances of what might happen. dark and the storm was near at hand. | _ Suddenly. the kitchen door burst There was only one thing to do. D@â€" open, and once more the light came vid ran to the shop, seized a short dancing out. This time Joe was run« rope and, returning, ran quickly UP |ning. He brought a long rope, climb« the ladder, intending to lash the wheel |ed quickly up the ladder, and scramâ€" and fan together. \bled round on the crossbars immediâ€" On reaching the platform, David ately below the platform until he threw the rope over his arm and was : could toss one end of the rope up to in the act of pulling over the wheel| David. David made it fast to one of when the storm broke. With a dizzy |the posts, and then with Joe‘s help, whirl the great vane spun round beâ€"| managed to crawl over the edge of fore the wind. David was knocked |the platform to his side. In a short from his feet as easily as if he had |time he was safe in the house and beâ€" been a tenpin. As he fell, the suPâ€"!tween hot blankets. porting arms of the fan and the brake ' He was deliriously ill for two days, band on the wheel formed a vise that j but on the morning of the third day caught his shoulder and arm in @|he was much better. And then, for crushing grip. He was jerked halfâ€" |the first time, he learned how he had way round the circle, and then reâ€"|been saved. Joe had thrown the ‘Ieas‘?d with such suddenness that Onl_y wrench carelesgly on a chair as he en« by grasping one of the millposts did | tered the sittingâ€"room. Mary Soutter he save himself from falling to the \had picked it up to put it away, and iK!‘Olmd- was horrified to find upon it the As he clung there he became aWare|bloody prints of a man‘s fingers. By ‘ of a sharp pain in his right shoulder, | so trivial a fact as a cut and bleeding and of the fact that his right hand hand was David Soutter‘s life saved. On reaching the platform, David threw the rope over his arm and was in the act of pulling over the wheel when the storm broke. With a dizzy whirl the great vane spun round beâ€" fore the wind. David was knocked from his feet as easily as if he had been a tenpin. As he fell, the supâ€" porting arms of the fan and the brake band on the wheel formed a vise that caught his shoulder and arm in a crushing grip. He was jerked halfâ€" way round the circle, and then reâ€" leased with such suddenness that only by grasping one of the millposts did he save himself from falling to the ground. As he clung there he became aware of a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and of the fact that his right hand was bleeding profusely. Moreover, the wheel, spinning like mad and caâ€" reening crazily back and forth, swung almost directly over the ladder open~ ing. There was not six inches beâ€" tween its whirling blades and the platform. That avenug of escape at least was cut off. For a moment David thought of crawling over the edge of the platâ€" form to the ‘crossbars below, but he soon realized that in his condition he had not the strength or agility to do that. But as he peered over the edge he saw the bobbing glimmer of Joe‘s lantern as he passed on his way to the house. David tried to call out, but he was so hoarse that hardly a sound issued from his lips. The light went on and disappeared within the house. With the storm and darkness there came a sudden drop in temperature, and the keen wind cut through David‘s thin coat like a knife. He knew that a night of exposure in his condition would probably mean his death. But he could see no chance of rescue. His absence would cause no uneasiness to his wife, for she would naturally supâ€" pose that in his condition he would stay at the neighbor‘s until the storm ceased. David tried to think of a way of attracting his family‘s attention. At last he remembered that he had left a wrench lying somewhere on the platform, and, groping round, he preâ€" sently found it. We o Sugar David‘s last hope vanished. He could not see how help could now |\reach him. A cold sleet had begun to | fall, and the wind seemed to drive the ‘icy particles into his very fiesh. He llelt a morbid impulse to throw him« El . ow Aonpainiolh q Cominc 22 t Aunlion © tha other plan occurred to him. /f NC could not call, he could at least make a noise. He pushed the iron wrench against the edge of the whirling wheel and a rattling metallic clatter was the result. A window was raised, and the face of Mary Soutter looked out into the night. Presently the glimmering lantern again appeared. Joe came out and stood beneath the windmill, trying hard to decide what was wrong with the wheel, Just then a sudden gust of wind caught the wheel; it veered sharply, and knocked the wrench from David‘s hand. It fell with a crash on the concrete within a foot of Joe‘s lantern. Joe picked up the wrench, and as if satisfied that the cause of the noise was now removed, turned and went back into the house. He thought at first of throwing UNc wrench through a window, but he was afraid he might miss his cimn.‘for the To the young recruits the sergeant is a much more awful person than the colonel. And that is how this story has been born. A sergeant ‘, one of the regiments of the n army came along twice to enquire it anyone had seen the, colonel. Preâ€" sently the colonel arrived, and on his way had to reprimand a raw recruit for not saluting. _ "Do you know I‘m the colonel?" he said. 4* _ "Oh, you‘ll cop it," said the reâ€" cruit. "The sergeant has been here twice looking for you." Dr. Louis Legroux, of the Paris Inâ€" stitute, has made the declaration that neither soldiers nor civilians in France need have any fear of the cholera. Cholera microbes are deâ€" stroyed, the doctor says, by other miâ€" crobes that develop during the process of the decomposition of bodies in the open air. This and other reasons, according to Dr. Legroux, removes all danger of cholera from decomposing bodies. Forests sometimes take fire through the branches ‘of trees being rubbed together by the violence of the wind, and thus producing the friction neâ€" cessary to ignite them. was fifty feet away. French Free of Cholera. Colonel and Sergeant. at first of throwing the to him. 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