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CHERRY HAND WDRLD‘S FAIR Pectoral y Poctoral 8 Quimby it t sent mo 1553 The â€" Obrt eatl whol the is<tom th | to the char | toris, still ve culiar smile. ! and I_miust dear Horace, I _** Shall I n« riage first ?‘ l dark eyes for face. _ "I never made a joke in my life ; I hope I never shall,". returns Bransâ€" | combe, reproachfully. * What have I | done, that you _ should accuse me of / such a crime? I haye only spoken the plain, unvarnished truth. To see you m wife is the dream of Arthur‘s life, sole ambition. And just now, you , know, you said you were quite g]:e- pared to do anything for him. ou ! can‘t, with any sense of honor, back | out of your given word." 1 +4 naver bheard anything so absurd, * How late it grows," says MMiSS NC/~ ton, glancing at the clock; and, drawâ€" ing from a side pocket her own watch, she examines it attentively, as though to assure herself the huge timepiece on the mantelâ€"shelf has not told a deâ€" liberate lie. ‘"I must go home! Papa will wonder where I have been all this Jong time. _ Goodâ€"by, Mr. Branscombe," {she is still, naturally, forgetful of the new utl,ei. "I hope," very sweetly, " you will come to see us as soon as ever you can." "Thank you, yes, I shall come very soon, says Sartiris; and then she bids him goodâ€"by, and Dorian follows her from the room into the great dark hall o baadent nesesihia n se oo oo * How â€" changed he is!" she says, turning suddenly to him, and indicatâ€" ing by a little backward motion of her head toward the room she had just left, the person of whom she speaks. 1e oi eeneete o ul "How altered!â€"Arthur, I mean. Not now, not by this grief; it isn‘t that: his manner, to me especially, has been altogether â€" different for a fortnight past. _ Ever since that last eyicnic at AmndaJe=â€"youâ€"remember itâ€"*. "has not been quite the same to me." S a: J oo seitein t erced P rebmsdnaP ons With downcast eyes and bowed head he stands, thinking sadly how much too old he is for new cares and fresh faces. Reginald had been all the world to him: the new man is as nothing. â€" Counting friendships as of little worth unless years have gone tol prove their depth and sincerity, he feels no leaning toward the present possessor, â€"knows him too short a time to like or dislike, to praise or blame. Now, as his eyes wander down the long table, to where he can see the empty chair of him who rests with such unearthly tranquility in the siâ€" lent chamber above, the thought of how soon a comparative stranger will fill it causes him a bitter pang. And, as he so muses, the door opens, and they all come in.â€"Sartoris first, with Clarissa, pale, and quiet; the brothersâ€"so like, vet so unlikeâ€"following. | Reginald‘s favorit his death has la sight, but now, « hunger, comes cre ing piteously. He goes «n to but, finding it for and deaf to his disconsolately . aw seat to seat, with any of their han Clarissa. She, st her knee (her la: her knee (her lashes wet with and feeds him tenderly with the scraps upon her plate. The whole scene, though sin suggestive of loss and lquglincs‘ Dorian Sart ligh moved, dialogue Clarissa. "1 am " Dorian will see to that," says Li old man,,. slowly, but so decisively thi Horace, bidding the girl a silent bt warm farkwell, with a bad grace d parts. . ME PSA C acatonna nz 1 o on .Vs Mn o ces e onnp unc "Let me soo; that, I think, was the evening you and Horace drove home alone together, with that rather unâ€" certain brown mare, was it not?" says Dorian, with no apparent meaning in his tone. _‘ My dear child, I dare say you are mistaken about Arthur. "Your imagination is leading you astray.". "No, it is not. I am the least imâ€" aginative person alive," says Miss Poyâ€" ton, with an emphatic shake of her pretty head. ‘"*I can‘t bear that sort of people myself; they are always seeâ€" ing something that isn‘t there, and are generally very tiresome all around. I‘m rather vexed about Arthur, do you know ?" 5 f " Don‘t mind him," says Branscombe, easily. "He‘ll come all right in time. He is a peculiar fellow in many ways, and when he sets bis heart on any hob y, rides it to the death." "Has he‘a hobby now ?" s ‘Yes. He has just formed, and is now trying to work out, a gigantic scheme, and cuts up a little rough every now and then because all the :'orld won‘t see it in the light that he oes." €10D0 SPUTe 4 > Jt is a dismal meal, dully and disâ€" piriting. The ghastly Egyptian mummy seems present in full force, if not in the letter at least in the spirit. _ Sarâ€" toris, baviag taken a glass of sherry, trifles with the meat upon his plate, but literally eats nothing. No one sfi- pears possessed with a desire to speak, and indeed there is little to be said. When luncheon is nearly over, & small dark object, hitherto unscen, creeps out trom â€" some forgotten . corner, and stretches itse.f{ forlornly; it is poor ‘"It would take two to help him," says Mr. Branscombe, looking faintly " Could I be of any use?"â€"eagerly. "I would do anything I could for him." * No, would you?" says Branscombe, his amusement growing more percepâ€" tible. "I‘m sure that‘s very good of you. I dare say, if Arthur could hear you say that, he would go out of his mind with joy. ‘Anything‘ is such a comprebensive word. You‘re sure you won‘t go back on it ?" " Quite sure,‘"â€"with some surprise. " My dear Clarissa, is it possible you have not yet seen through Arthur‘s latest and greatest design?" "If you intend to tell me anything, do so; beating about the bush always fatigues me to death," says Miss Peyâ€" ton, in a tone of dignified rebuke. " What does Arthur want ?" *A little thingâ€"a mere trifle. He simply wants you to marry me." _ wpipm n l n e aatetido stt eramntnen‘ . 0 w var AMZ Really, Dorian," says Clarissa, colorâ€" ing slowly, but warmly, " I think you might find some other subject to jest Old S with je long 0c long (;c;upicd by Reginald usurped Dy apother. _ But he watches in vain. Satioris, without so much as a glance in its direction, takes the chair at the lower end of the table ; and the others, following his lead, seat themselves at the sides without comment of any kind ; whereupon Gale draws & long breath, and vows fidelity to his new lord upon the spot. T hn t 0 w ie n n io n Lede \LovnstsiarView "Poor man!‘" says Clarissa, sympaâ€" thetically. ‘*No _ wonder he . seems strange at times: it is so depressing to be baffled. Why don‘t you help him, Dorian?" _ _ lc amusea nvige THE VICAR‘$S COVERNESS. al fuvorite dog, that ever sin has lain crouching Out . now, driven by the pain . wxlnes creeping forward, whi ly. it grows," says M‘issl?c'y rousing himself, watcl eye to see the place by Reginald usurped + "he‘ watches in VA o the accustomed chair, for the first time empty his complainings, turns away. and passes from out acce is, until to that," says the «n decisively that vain. glance at the others, lair ed by whin DURHAM, CO. GREY, THURSDAY, NOV. 7, 1895. * You shall und worse, if you say a Clarissa, holding up clenched hand in a ing manner. Anc laugh in a subdued moves on toward the l following. " Well, I forgive y "Virtue is its own _ reward," they tell us: let us hope Scrope felt reâ€" warded! Whether he did or not, I know he felt considerably frightened when Clarisss (bhaving discovered who had been the 'msh%at.or of this * plot * to drive her from her beloved Gowran) came down to Scrope Hall, and, dashâ€" ing into his &:resonuo like a smallwhirlâ€" wind, abused for his wellâ€"meant interâ€" ference in good round terms, and, havâ€" ing refused even to uy.googl-bg to him, had slammed the door in his face, and, starting from home next morning, had "twin star of beauty," are deep and gray; her hair is dark; her mouth, though somewhat large, is perfect ; and her smile is indescribable, so sweet it isâ€"so soft and lingcr,mg. § Her mother died when she was nine years old, and from that time until she was twelve she spent most of her life with the Branscombe bo{s.â€";‘xdâ€" ing, fishing, sometimes even shooting, with them. _ ‘The effect of such trainâ€" ing began to make itself felt. _ She was fast dcgeneratuég into a tomâ€"boy of the first water (indeed, one of the émreut gems of its kind), when James Scrope, who was even then a serious young man, came to the rescue, and induced her father to send her from Gowran to a school at Brussels. Arpad she might be. She has a face as hard as her manners, and, though considerâ€" ably over forty, is neither fat nor fair. She has a perfect talent for making herself obnoxious to all unhappy enough to come within her reach, a temper like " Kate the Curst," and a nose like the Duke of WeHington. round, and never by any chance _ RO out ; * though I have heard people foolâ€" ishly liken them to flowers. They grow and thrive and blossom all over the place, which no doubt is greatly to the credit of the inhabitants. Occaâ€" sionally, too, some one is good enough to cause a little pleasurable excitement by dying, but very seldom, as the place is fatally healthy, and people live here until they become a social nuisance and almost wish themselves dead. _ There is, I believe, some legend belonging to the country, about an old woman who had to be shot, so aggressively old did she become ; but this is obscure. About two _ miles from the town one comes to Sartoris, the residence of Dorian Branscombe, which runs in a line with the lands of Scrope Royal, the property of Sir James Scrope. Sir James is a tall, rather oldâ€"young man of thirtyâ€"two, with a calm, exâ€" pressive face, kindly I?lyes. and a someâ€" what lanky figure. He has a heart of gold; a fine estate, andâ€"a stepâ€"sister. Miss Jemima Scrope is not as nit@ 48 Somewhere to the left, on a hill as high and pompous as itself, stands the castle, where three months out of the twelve the Duke and Duchess of Spendâ€" leton, and some of their family, put in a dreary time. _ They give two balls, one fancy bazaar, a private concert, and three gardenpartiesâ€"neither more nor lessâ€"every year. Nobody likes them very much, for just the same reason, . The castle is beautifully situated, and is correct in every detail. _ There are Queen Anne rooms, and Gothic apartâ€" ments, and Elizabethan anterooms, and staircases of the most vague. There are secret passages, and panels, and sliding doors, and trap doors, and, in fact, every sort of door you could menâ€" tion, and all other abominations. Artâ€" ists revel in it, and grow frenzied with joy over its impossibilities, and almost every year some room is painted from it and sent to the Academy. _ But outâ€" side lies its chief beauty, for there are the swelling woods, and the glimpse of the farâ€"off ocean as it gleams, now green, now steelâ€"blue, beneath the rays of the setting sun. . And beyond it is Gowran, where Clarissa lives with her father, George Peyton. Clarissa is all that is charming. ~She is tall, slight, svelte: indeed, earth has not anything to show more fair. She is tender, too, and true, and very earnâ€" est,â€"perhaps a degree too earnest, too intense, for every day life. Her eyes, A marriage is reckoned an event, an causes some gossip: a birth does not,â€" possibly because of the fact that it is weekly occurrence. Indeed, the babie in Pullingham â€" are a * joy forever. so foolish, so nonsensical!" says B?BS Peyton, resentfully. h "* Nonsensical ! My dear Clarissa! pray consider myâ€"â€"* t 2+ in more ! 4t is rirht down stafid * Nonsensical ! My dear UIRLISM®! pray consider myâ€"â€"* t "It is more! it is right down st-.gg of him," says Clarissa, who plainly clines to consider any one‘s feelings, ** You needn‘t pile up my agony any higher," interposes Branscombe, m ly. "‘To my everlasting regret I knowledge myself utterly unworthy of you. _ But why tell me in such round terms? I assure you I feel excessiveâ€" ly burt and offen(fed. Am I to undérâ€" stand, then, that you have refused me $ * t N L T L 000 xm DLUIMSL ! "Well, as I can‘t be,your husband, it would be rather_ nice to be your brother," says Mr. Branscombe, cheerâ€" fully. "Your words give me hope that you regard me in that light. I shall always think of you for the fuâ€" ture as my sister, and so I am sure" â€"with an eloquent and rather misâ€" chievous Ieauseâ€"" will Horace!" Miss eyton blushes againâ€"much more vividly this time,â€"and, gathering up the reins hastily, says * goodâ€"by for the second time, without turning her flushed face to his, and drives rapidly up the avenue. & P Branscombe stands _ on the watching ber until she is flu to sight behind the rhododendr then strokes his mustache thoug "That has quite arranged i should fancy," he says, slowly. I hope he will be very good to 1 1i WR MOYGL IURMBATT ZCCC " Your uncle, though charming, and a very dear, is also a goose," says Miss Peyton, somewhat irreverent,l{ ; "Marry you, indeed! _ Why, I shou d quite as soon dream of marrying my brother 1 " _ se stent ;f H tl thing I forgive _hber low shall undcrs(fimd soancthin"fi you say another word," : iolding up before him a l:‘lfi rand in a wouldâ€"be threaten~ er. And then they both a subdued fashion; and she toward the open hallâ€"door, K6 im | arc their se CHAPTEE you," he says, as SNO phaeton, and he Ar= wrefully around her. t deserve it. (Whab o guide such refrac e you are quite Cl groodâ€"by :q and 1;5 _ should think it You may not get again ; and Arthur son all the any chance heard people ) flowers. blossom all 8 is auitc lost lodendrons. an« ie thoughtfully inged itself, | glowlv. ** Well L. than th e morn steps de home now for some months, I have never been thrmfh it.msino?‘l w'i‘i & child? I have rather a passion for reâ€" * Her Plctum. you know," says Scrope, with a laugh. ‘"‘To hear that she had made away with berself would be too i;ood to be true. _ She looks absolutely ovely in this picture I speak of, alâ€" most too fine for this workâ€"aâ€"day world; yet my father always told me she was ugly as a nightmare. . Never believe in paint." _ hsn “'.‘“’.Jl"nvlk-fl'lgrâ€"&- Scrope," says Clarissa, "do you know, though I have been M U Ond When he had shaken hands with, and been warmly welcomed, by Mr. Peyton, he turns with some diffidence toward the girl in the clinging white gown, who is smiling at him from the winâ€" dow, with warm red lips, half garwd, and some fainé amusement in her friendly eyes, _ o * What | a dismal ending ! * safi': Clarissa, in a tone sugimtlve of_ d/ appointment. _ *‘ But how lovely it looks in pistures!â€"I don‘t mean the sand, exactly, but the East." *3 â€""*Most things do. There is an old grandaunt of mine, hung in the gallery at.s_gropofâ€".: . e oo in iave Sn c ts "How shocking!" interrupted Miss Peyton, with an affected start. °" And in the house, too! How unpleasant ! g‘d'she do it herself, or who hanged er f" * Oh, yes, I am quite grown up," says Miss Peyton, demurely. "I can‘t do any more of that sort of thing, to oblige anybody,â€"even though papaâ€" who adores a Juno, and thinks all woâ€" men should be divinely tallâ€"bas often asked me to try. But," maliciously, " are you not Euing to ask me how I have progressed (isn‘t thit the ngl:n{ w f o T""You" ought, ¢ know, as it was you who sent me to school." _ _ m i ed. _ All seems sc child when last I a lady grown." "Yes, you," repeats she, with a litâ€" tle nod. _‘ Papa would never have had the crcelty even to think of such a thing. I am glad you have still sufâ€" ficient grace left to blush for your evil conduct. . Do {&u remember," with a gay laugh, " what a terrible scolding I gave you before leaving home?" _ P ie oo en ne enfi ine . "I shall remember it to my dying day," says Sir James. "I was never so thoroughly lriihtened before or since. Then and there I registered a vow never again to interfere with any one‘s daughter." a doubt. The people aren‘t as nice as they might be, and honesty is not conâ€" sidered the best policy out there, and dirt is the prevailing color, and there‘s & horrid lot of sand." _ _ ; | e *"I have not forgotten," says Scorpe, taking her hand and holding it, as though unconsciously,_ . "I was only surprised, puzzled. _You are so changâ€" ed. _ All seems so different. A little child when last I saw you, and now â€""1¢" says Sir James, rather taken mback at this unexpected onslaught.. "I hope you will keep that vow," says Miss Peyton, with innocent malice, and a smile only half suppressed, that torments him in memory for many & day. _ And then George Peyton_ asks some questions, and presently Sir James is telling him certain facts about the Holy Land, and Asia generally, that rather u'pseg"his ‘preoopoclved x‘deas.k *"Something over thirty, 1 fancy," says papa, uncertainly. ‘"Oh, nonsense!" says Miss Peyton. "Surely you romance, or else you are an invaluable friend. _ When I grow brown and withered I hope you will prove equally good to me. I shall exâ€" pect you to say all sorts of impossible things, and not blush when saying them. Ah!â€"here is Sir James," as the door oscns. and Scropeâ€"healthy and bronzed from foreign travelâ€"enters staid and calm as ever. > MeZ _**‘Why, you have forgotten me," she says, presently, in a low tone of wouldâ€" be reproach. *‘ While Iâ€"I knew you at once." eP e t "Yet I still believe it must be the most interesting spot on earth," he says, still clinging to old thoughts and seltled convictions. f e " Well, it‘s novel, you know, and the fashion, and that," says Sir James, raâ€" ther vaguely. "In fact, you are noâ€" where nowadays if you haven‘t done the East ; but it‘s fatiguing, there isn‘t At seventeen, her aunt, Hon. Mrs. Greville, had brought her back from Brussels to her own house in town, where she kept her for twelve months, and where she once more renewed acquaintance with her old friends Doâ€" rian and Horace Branscombe. _ Mrs. Greville took her to all the most deâ€" sirable balls of ber season, to concerts and * small and earlies," to highâ€"art entertainments of the most * too,t00," and, having given ber free scope to and, having given her free scope to break the bearts of half the men in the town, had sent her at last to her father. hopelessly in love with a deâ€" break the bearts of half the men in the town, had sent her at last to her father, hopelessly in love with a deâ€" trimental. The detrimental was Horace Bransâ€" combe. _ Mrs. Greville was intensely annoyed and disgusted. After all her care, all her trouble, to have this hapâ€" pen! _ She had married her own girls with the greatest eclat, had not made one false move with regard to any of them, and now to see Clarissa (who with her beauty and fortune, might have married any nnc? throw herself away upon a penniless barrister seemed to her to savor of positive crime. Horace, certainly, so far, had not proâ€" po e1 in £ rm, hut M:s. Grev.lls was not to be hcodwinked. He meant it. He was not always at her niece‘s side for nothing ; and, scon>r or later, Clarissa, with all her money, would go over to him. When . she thought of this shocking waste of money, she groaned Until the day I die!" Across the lawn the shadows move slowly, and with a vague grace that adds to their charm. The birds are drowsy from the heat, and sitting half hidden in the green branches, chant their songs in somewhat lazy fashion. All nature succumbed to the fierce power of Phoebus Apollo. ""The morn is merry June, I trow ; The rose is budding fain." Each flower in the sunlit garden is holding up its head, and breathing fragrant sighs as the bours sli? by, unheeded, yet full of a vague delight. Miss Peyton, in her white gown, and with some soft rich roses lying on her lap, is leaning back on a low chair in the deep embrasure of the window, seen no more of him for six long years was not always at her meces side Jor nothing ; and, sconer or later, Clarissa, with all her money, would go over to him. When â€" she thought of this shocking waste of money, she groaned aloud; and then she washed ber hands of the whole affair; and sent Clarissa back to Gowran, where her father reâ€" ceived her with open arms, and made much of her. making a poor attempt at working. Her father, with a pencil in his hand, and some huge volumes spread out beâ€" fore him, is making a few desultory notes. _ Into the libraryâ€"the coziest, if not the handsomest, room at Gowâ€" ranâ€"the hot sun is rushing, dancing lightly over statuettes and pictures, and lingering with pardonable delay upon Clarissa‘s bowed head. "Who is this coming up the avenue ?" she says, presently, in slow, sleepy tones, that suit the day. "It isâ€"no, it isn‘tâ€"and yet it isâ€"it must be James "* What a dear little modest speech!" says Miss Peyton, maliciously, * Now, if I had been the author of it, I know some one who would have called me vain! But I will generously let that ass. _ How brown Jim has grown! Ylas he not ?‘" "Has he? I can scarcely see so far. What clear eyes you must have, child, Miss Peyton, in he with some soft rich lap, is leaning back the deep embrasure making a poor atte turned yesterday. _ He would come here as soon as possible, of course." Rising, he joins her at the window, and watches the coming visitor as he walks his horse leisurely down the drive. _ What clear eyes you must have, child, and what a faithful memory to recolâ€" lect him without besitation, after all these years!" % ks . O Helen, fair beyond compare! I‘ll make a garland of thy hair, Shall bind my heart for evermair forget," said Clarissa, simâ€" is quite the truth. * And red hardly anything. _ He so old, you know, he really w much older. _ What is , papa? Ninety ?" ng over thirty, I fancy," uncertainly. CHAPTER III H h Revieuw. | of endurance and capacity for quickly reâ€" cuperating from fatigue, or otherwise it ! would not be possible for him to get | through the work he undertakes, Certainâ€" | ly everythihg is done to assist him that can | be done, and his time is economized to the f utmost extent posible. . At the station his | special train, consisting of five large car ( riages,is kept ready to start at any minute; | horses are at every village, so that he can | be supplied with a remount in case of acciâ€" | dent, and several covered carts follow him ' about. They are made somewhat after the pattera of those we are accustomed to see | conveying her Majesty‘s mail through the streets, only they are dark chocolmteâ€"colâ€" oured instead of red,snd bear the *‘spaichâ€" cockea" eagle of Germany blazoned on their sides in place of the V. R., monogram. One of these vehicles contains papers, letters and despatches to which his attenâ€" | tion baz to be given some time during the day ;another one has within its recesses , the articles neceâ€"sary to supply a luncheon ; to several people ata few minutes‘ notice. ; There is also somewhere about in the { neighbourhood the Emperor‘s schlafâ€"wagon (slcepng carriage) in which, if the necesâ€" wity arises or the humour seizes him, he can pass the night amid the b:vouac of his troops, In addition be bas a smaull carriage of the victoria pattern, drawn by four gray horses, which fi:ep- in touch with him ‘during the day. After the mancouvres are over he dismounts, and, entering the Jcc:rilge. is off as fust as the four little thoroughbreds can gallop.â€"London Graph« It may not be generally known, but it is a fuct nevertheless, that Queen Lil, of the Sandwich Islands, is a pfo&eny-ovner and a taxpayer io Winnipeg. When her agentâ€" Mr. Davis, was through here a year or so ago he made some purchases in his soverâ€" eign‘s name. He also erected the fing brick atore on the corner of Market and Princess street, now occupied by Mr. C. H. Wilson as a urpiture store. It is not everybody who enjoys the honor of having a Queen for. a landlady.â€"Winnipeg Tribune. | On one occasion I met two of the attaches who had been with the Emperor the whole of the day when the time had been occupied as described, and they looked wrecks of humanity, but when 1 saw the Emperor an hour or so laterâ€"it was then So‘clockâ€" he looked as fresh and smiling as usual, Germany‘s yourg kaiser must possess he again enters his train and is whirled o to the schloss where he intends sleeping. There he is kept busy till the dinner hour, at which he may entertain over 100 guests. It is a late hour when the last of them, the favoured few, are allowed to leave, and skilfel organizatior, * Take the sproâ€" j DC _ MUMNL 200 n Shonl NOE O eenine w gramme of oneg«ily as an example, H‘; is , bandkerchief or dry chamois skin. The sleeping at some place a few miles from the |JaFanere use their fine paper both as scene of the manoeuvres, Early in the | POlsber and first applier. morning he has important interviews with â€"_â€"â€"â€" Lis secretaries and the chief of his staff. Good and Easy. At 7 oc‘elock he is in uniform and starting A > for the manoeuvres, After bis arrival, Prune Pudding.â€"One of the pudding: wbout 9 o‘clock, at the scene of opsrations, | that might be called *‘perfectly lovely" is he remaimhin t:e saddle, riding @bout, | this same one made of prunes. To makes watching the fighting until close upon 1. ; j i clock: “Then Ofi zheg“cem firing" u’:md- it, stew prune« until tender, remove the ing, he has the communding oflicers | stones and then chop the fruit,. Beat the assemble, and there is the usual **critighe," | whites of three eggs with haif a cup of at which it is clear that he has given the |sugar, until it will stand alone, then bemt very closest attention to the tactics of the | the eggs lightly into a cup and a half of the two forces, This duty falfilied, be is away | chopped prunes, Bake in a shallow pan. as fast as four horses can take him back to | With the yolks of the eggs, make & boiled the railway, and then on by his train to a | custard to rerve with the pudding. When town perbaps 30 miles off, where he lunches | ready to serve, cut the pudding in squares, with the chief cfficials, and afterwards | put in saucers and pour the custard «round honors them with some good advice. |it, May be used warm, butis better when Aiter an hour or two devoted to the work ietnatalyynits Aneinacs that has beenfollowing him about «1t day,"}""~ y e on e visiting old haunts, and I want to see it again. _ That round room in the tower used to be my special joy. Will fiuu 'show it to me?â€"some day ?â€"any ay 2 " The Germain Emperor is without doubt, one of the basiest men in Europe, and it san be no sincure to hold any appointment "* What day will you come?" asks Scrope, thinking it unnecessary to exâ€" press the gladness it will be to him to point out the beauties of his home to this newâ€"old friend,â€"this friend so full of fresh and perfect beauty, yet so replete with all the old graces and ;vntc{l;eries of the child he so fondly oved. when you are in. On Thursday, if that will suit you. Or Friday; or, if not then, why, Saturday." * Make it Thursday. That day comes first," said Scrope. * Now, that is a very pretty speech," declares Miss Peyton, vast encourageâ€" ment in her tonc. _‘ Eastern air, in spite of its drawhacks, has developed your intellect, Jim. Hasn‘t it?" The old familiar appeliation, and the saucy smile that has always in it someâ€" thing of tenderness, smites some halfâ€" forfio‘.bcn chord of Scrope‘s hbeart. He makes no reply, but gazes with an earnestness that almost amounts to scrutiny at Clarissa, as she stands in the open . window len.n'mgfl against a background of ivy, through which pale rosebuds are struggling into view. Within ber slender fingers the knitâ€" tingâ€"needles slowly, glinting and glistâ€" ening in the sun‘s hot rays, until they seem to emit tiny flashes as they cross and recross each other. â€" Her eves are do not ring:. honors to Jim wherein he cc ab the number "L1 am just the world afrai Clarissa, with " Like a piclure rich " On Thursday, then, I he says, not because he looking at her, but bec raised her eyes and is « dering at his silence. ‘ EMPEROR WILLIAMS BJSsY DAY "So I shall prefer when you are in that will suit you not then, why, S: * Goodâ€"by," says Then she lays down ting (that, indeed, than a reality), and middle of the room. old days I shall se He Can Tarn OMa Groat Amount of Work Retween Breakfast and Bed Time, A Queen for a Landlady. EXTRAORDINARY POWIERS (To be Continued.) siys the in brightly Clarissa, genially. the neglected knitâ€" is more a pretense comes out into the " For the sake of least 1i Miss S If } Scm;ln-." says ressible smile. me some time Thursday, if Friday: or, if and rare." shall see you," has tired of ause she has vidently wonâ€" 11 le the hall o, papa, do the bit Apeewri â€" Fatherâ€"It means, my son, that your mother scver made it. The Re:. Lucius R. Paige, LL D, o C:mbridg», Mass., thin‘ks tha he is th cliest living Free Mason in the Unitei Stiter, He is 94 years of age. Tommieâ€"Papa, what does it mean when it says: Cast your bread upon the waters, and it shall return after many days? Orange Cream.â€"Into a cap put the juice of an orange, half ite peel, and a table spoonful of lemon juice, filling with cold water. Let it stand foran hour; then strain and put on to boil. Add a tablespoon{ul of cormstarch, wet io cold water, stir till thick ; then cook over hot water for ten minutes longer, Nextstit in the beaten yolk of an efg, to which two heaping tableâ€" #poonfuls oi sugar have been added, cook for another minute, add a teaspoontul of butter, and cool, butter with threefourths of a cup of sugar, then beat into this the yolks of three eggs. Moisten two tablespoonfuls of corn #tarch with a little water, and then add the corn starch and two cups of water to the part already prepared. . Add the juice and grated rind of one lemon, beat up well and cook like boiled custard. When taken from the fire, stir in lightly the well beaten whites of three eggs. Cool in cups and serve with sweetened cream, or without dressing of any kind. it. If liked, & dozen oranges sliced may take the place of the cherries, or a quart of berries, stewed peaches, or in fact almost any fruit may be used for a change. Whipped Cream.â€"In whipping cream the secret of success is to have cream and dish as cold as possible, If the froth i skimmed off as is sometimes rgcqm‘mendod it is apt to fall aftera time. lt is betier to teat steadily until the whole mass is the proper consistency. It may be sweevened by adding a little sugar at a time and the flavoring can be dropped in when it is nearly solid, Very thin cream cannot be whipped. If it is too thick it must b« diluted with a little milk or it will turn to butter in the process. Cherry Tapioca.â€"Cover one cup of tapâ€" joca with cold water and let stand over night. In the morning add a pint of water put over the fire and let it simmer slowly until perfectly clear. Take from the fire and add a pound and a half of sour cherries und a cup of sugar or more if liked very swoct. . Serve when very cold, with cream and sugar. â€"If you can afford to use good and sugar. â€" If you can afford to use good cream, :urn the tapioca from the moulde into saucers and pile whipped cream around A Dainty Bedspread. A pretty bedspread is made of deep creamâ€"colored or tan linen, with deeply hemmed ecges and finished with a hardâ€" some crochet lace, made from whipsord twist the zame shade as the linen, It can be laundcred over and over, 1t shousd not be lined, . Another odd and dainty spread is made of common unbleached sheeting, worked all around the edge with fern fronds in delicate green silk. Big square pillows accompany this spread, and th se have covers made from the same material as that employed in the spread. WHOLE NO. 895. From %1; theory did the idea ever come that I& 48 sweetly fascinating in » young wife t fess complacently, *‘Oh, dear, no, Ikmow nothing in the world about kimg or houxekeeping *" Cherry | ps and di blind ove to the smaliness of the mind glories in ignorance ; but as a merchant or a manutacturer acouire» t.ecbnionlâ€"mlodge before he enters business, will hardly ask his clerks to teach him details,â€"rzo a woman should be trained forher profession, or else th lovely, helples# butterily will develop into «n unsu oid wife, bullied by hireâ€" lings and wlued by the husband who thought her rance #o bewitching before it affected hig@omfort and well being. Piecing or #@wing a crossâ€"wire seam in an ingrain carpet may be done very neatly in this waysâ€"On o * the edges, piace the extend from: the other about ore finger. Unless your measure is scant, have the stripe or pattern of the carpet to match as nearly as possible. Sew a firm seam across, then spread cut and baste the allowed ends #moothly down. Turn und.r the edges and carefully sew down w. h an anderâ€" stitch,. Slightly dampen, ;iace m thick to d of paper over the seam «i press with & hotiron. For Brussels ca 1«t, trim the edges, make a lap of a few i_chcs, secure this by a through and through seam, ther caretully buttonhole stitch each end down with fine woreted yarn that matches color of carpet as nearly as possible. . Housewives. Naturally is only a practical, well« informed hommekeeper who can train raw recruits, Waktever their nationality; and nere is sgo&phee to say that n> woman rich or poot, in town or country, is fit to fll a houl*amr'a position in her own house till‘findenund: the business in detail. H ,'lout of the woes of domestic «ife and M of poor service spring from !ha%ucy of the house mis» trews, writ ary C. Hungerford, . HOUSEHOLD. Or It Wouldn‘t Float. Ventilating a Room ow boards give a simple entilate a room where th { doing it, or when, as is aystem doss not work anere furniture polish raid to b iably valuable for its purpose 1 by mixing well together one pins il, one pint strong cold tea, the two eggs, and two ounces spirit When thoroughly combined pou: ttle, which must be shaken eact re the polish is used. Make a pac ien, pour on a few drops of liguid, over tha article to be polisbed, h the process with an old smik hief or dry chamois skin. The use their fine paper both as ind first applier, uld be as long as the window #ast #ix inches wide. Adjcst them low still along the bottom of the i and close to it. When the raised level with the top of the will pass in, rise to the ceiling, ng it, and gradually settle down uch drought, This method :# but better than opening doors or Plecing Carpat. Furniture Polish spreag heeting, th fern square In the old stand. made shoes. H Horse Shoeing Shop, Firstâ€"Class Hearse. 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