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bread will be plentifully butte••'d. Read
today's paper. After eplurgo in Eu-
rope, a courtship on the steaul4'r eo:'zi:13'
Meme, he's going to marry el eteral .'era
damps widow -a µcabal Worth mil
lions. Do you hear? Refuse to ueerry
Xonklow, and I'll never forgive you."
He Seas a terrible sight in tide su•1'1•'n
Spasm. of r age-repres ir:r his lif rho:': ;
habit, fallen front hint like a garment
1oottee by his palsied fingers.
Virginia straig hteneil her young figure,
ure,
her arms hanging looser; elt, her st":1 e
and as white as "The maker" haneetag
beside her.
The patience and silence of the past
fled away like shades, and resistance,
fully armed, took their place.
"Then you'll never forgive lite, for I
do refuse," she said steadily, bat se:tree-
ly louder than a breath. "Whet sort of
life have I lived hero at your very late,'
Will you hear. now, at last? You dung
away your money while you could. You
thought wholly of your pleasure,. You
gave me • nothing. Yon didn't think.
You didn't care. And I have worked
with my hands, my brain, at anything; I
could find to do -yes, often while you
slept. Now you have said all you could
to wound me," and there was an angry.
sobbing break in the atcc using voice. "1
could bear even that. Bayou shall not
take all, father -not my body, my Boni.
They are my own."
Everything was dark as she went
blindly from the room. Sho had at faint
intention of going out in the Bela -a
sense of supreme and awftel loneliness.
The door closed upon her, ancl:rh+: would
have stumbled had not :+tropg rel':s
caught bee. She looked up and saw
Richard _Meeklow. One glance at his
face. draiue:l of the hue of life under-
neath the brown, the lips contracted, the
kintl'eyes sad, and she saw ho had heard
It 131:� .t..1,•11lA.1i1l��l'. ...fiE3, MARCH 23, 1b94.
-•-Watere(t On itis ape.
' disordered desk
letter on Is 2s
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• GGcI lii2n 1U3 hest sown. o
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lines caught his eye:
I will ibiafy withdraw "The World'3 Way"
front the road in a fortnight. Now that four
net society drama is )shat I'm waiting for. In
two years I've had only two curtain raisers
from you -rags of thinri th•tt only drew at all
beenure your name was to thorn. It 1 can't rely
on you. I trust look elsewhere. If you're not
aging to write any trove, for God's sake say 80.
(.i
mete Pere tin
lie read it and tore it to bits. There
was a sob in his throat as leis eager bands
went searching through the plass of a-
pers for half sketched plots and notes of
ideas not worth the leaves they were
scrawled upon. lie would not even
said more than this yesterday.- leave a scrap. All should be destroyed.
"No, I haven't finished. I want to re-
And these crowded, dusty drawers,
mind you once more that you owe me , they, too, must be emptied, lest some
mono More than that, I want it. I'm 1 day when ho had sunk into comfortable
sick of your spiritless languor. I never i apathy, with only a profound respect
knew a roan let himself dropas you for the well being of the body, ho might
uuso •ou *o at a ra 'cl opeu thein and hear each fluttering leaf
pato is ave Seo reason ev 2 you should (33e whisper how • 110 had once dreame+ a
mentally. I haven't. But you can't • dream.
Ins heart's
drink at all without drinking too loath
if
f followinworked ♦v i`]] an eager intensity, as
and keeping it up too long. In fact, you.
j g; (desire, oven went
red
aro an extremist in everything. There's on lies lrigl:t ucen 4 a itds catt1(fte 1)
then the
zu e 1 serawled
a genius in atiou." ruptly and looked with puzzled eyes at
'Dont stopop for for ir_•{ :th. I ani. a -thirst
what he had dragged out -a long roll of
for the rest. More-n]etle;' said Tom manuscript, dusty and tied with gray
without moving c } c t ;w'
tap
he. Iio did not remember it, had nev-
You shall llavo vo it all. time has
Fr seen it before. Yet, wait. Now that
coma for plain talking," and
there was
ti savage snarl in the words. "I want I it lay unfolded before him, a fully writ -
my money. It scorned there was some ten play, he did•reeall the title, "Doctor
hope of getting it front this Baudoine i Fleming."marriage, as I lon't believe you'd write Just before his departure for Europe,
another word." a distinguished looking man in the tra-
"Don't yoree'
"No. It inay be you've tried and
can't -it may be you don't care. In
either case I've been bitterly disappoint-
ed in you. You're the last embryo genius merits were. His papers were never
I'll put on a pedestal. Genius? By heav-
1 Why,you've fallen in- I touched by his servant. It had lain for-
m! that's rich.
to psychical rain. Tou exhausted your-
self in 'The World's Way.'"
An unwilling, dusky red started up Still kneeling among the mass of dusty
iu Toms hollowed -cheek. Robbed slow- a ors, lie turned the leaves. A letter
ly awayae, opening his eyes wide, he fluttered to the ground:
smiled at Delatolp with :an expression of Dau Sm—I inclose this note, as it may not
positive hatred. I be possible to have an interview with you. The
"That i. nue of those charmingly play "Dr. Fleming," which I bog you to read
soothing speeches we must learn to e:: as a favor to me, hsas ofoor its basis ineidontao uin
pect freer theme we live with. But you + lyaccnrato, and 1 think presents s 11rtmatic
are wrong. The trouble lies here. I I situation disti,intly ,: ,:. Your respectfully,
1 unfortunately must stall be sincere and • FELL4 D.11tise\, 1�o, — lieafoid street.
iims:l put something of myself into eV- ' P- S.--lf you can and time to look it over,
ei 'thl'1g; I write. Vv 1'e-1 one believes in yon vet bo doing mo an inestimable favor. I
beg that you will bo careful of it, as I have no
and cares for to little, it is very hard. I copy, and even though commercially worth-
hav:) not yet ]matched your stride, you 1 less itis very dear tome.
see—you who with nae arm around your ! "Very clear to you," Tom said slowly.
neighbor's wife could write an essay on ; "I know just how you felt, Mr. Felix
the beauty of morality." i Dawson, when you wrote those words,
The door banged, and Delatolo's foot- I 'very dear to you.' You shall have your
ditioual shabbiness of unrecognized gen-
ius had called on him with this play,
asking in a shy, embarrassed way that
he, the splendidly prosperous young au-
thor would reedit and tell him what its
gotten in his desk for more than a year.
And the man who had brought it -where
was he?
Ile dropped into a chair, hiding n
ghfs
face upon his ofzuohe hands,
A sdz
den nostalgia, weighed sickeningly
u on
him.
• "You will not steal it, Tone," rang the
voice in his soul.
But he looked up again after awhile,
Tho face was gone. The German march
had dwindled to an echo.
"Yes, I will," he said steadily, as if
defying an invisible mentor. "I'll take
it. I'll not be a fool. It's a chance to
redeem myself, and I cannot let it go. I
can't. The man who wrote it must be
dead -he is dead -and --there's no copy
of it. 1 can choke down Delatole's
sneers -I can pay my debts -I can start
afresh. It will be life, hope, bread to
uzy soul. I'm not going to lot a fancy
befool nte, If it had fallen from heaven,
it could not have come more opportune-
ly. Conscience? Bah!"
But for all his bravado the violence of
the temptation made hint stand petrified
peering- into the shadowy corners. Every
emir in,the silent house appalled hint as
he mentally weighed the chances for and
against detection, He passed his 'hand
across his trembling lips, his narrowed
eyes upon the locked door.
"I'll do it," he whispered.
All night he bent over the pages, copy-
ing the play, here and there touching it
with wit that came to him then with
diabolical readiness. His heart warmed
over it. It seemed to become his own
by the more changing of the names of
places and people.
He Left no chance fragment of the
original play to betray him nor of 'the
letter and even tried to forget the man's
name. By morning all was done and
done well.
.As he stood up, a wan and haggard
ghost, a crimsonliaze swept iii, envelop-
ing him like a blur of blood, and the
lamps of a new day were lit in the east.
CHAPTER XI1,
From that day Tom was never alone.
His secret went with !iiia everywhere.
When after a month's hurried prepara-
tion tho play, rechristened "In the Name
of the Czar," was put before the public,
and he knew again the intoxication of
praise and applause, his secret had much
to say to him of a confidential and con-
temptuous nature:
"If these people only knew the truth!
Can't you fancy how the friendly hand
clasp would grow startled, cold, and the
fingers leave yours as if they had touched
something unclean? You have the arena
all to yourself. Tho plaudits aro all
yours. They do not know But I do: 1
do."
all. i He listened with a growing equanimity
"1 itsked for too much. Forget my Steps grew fainter in the echoing pas- I treasure bac!.." to these whisperings. Ho saw the phi -
words, Virginia," he said when he could ` sa;.:r• In th:. silence that followed Tom 1 He turned the first page with a pity- losophy of getting; on the friendliest
speak. "forget . ll :cavo these -that I still lay mottionlese, his wide open eyes tug, half languid interest, but only the terms with his secret. since it would
can onlylive if roa will la 1110 serve fi::_!u1 upon the ceiling;, ther n.til snob-; first. After that he melt amid the do- never leave him. Besides he possessed
3 yQuset': you rioineti:i.,c:., 2:c: r you. trusivo sends of a quiet mom flutter- ; struction of his own cork, paying trib- it absolutely. He never considered that
, tic I ;
et•ii yours. Use lee as you will," ire the loneliness that settled around , , ute with enraptured senses to the genius some day it might possess him.
' 1 of another man. The manuscript Pint- It was new early in December. The
CHAPTER XI. -nose I hate him!" and though the I tered to tho floor when the last climax theaters had just deluged Broadway
Delatole was dre:.==•ria,• t:, dine ort. As k words were but zt whisper their reality I was reached -a climax that,made every with thousands of matinee goers. The
he struggled with a collar bretoa he 'Vag in.::at:a. ; nerve vibrate and awoke his senses like evening was slushy, the air damp and
turned his head to listen] to the l zy i:t He nought of the Bast.I a trumpet call -and with strained, hot warm. Rose leaf tints flecked the smoky
• of asong coming from a room o+s acr:::o i Thee year in Pari:-evc-ry detail of it hands he grasped the chair, vapor of the sky. At the perspective of
hall.. His faco wore an ill hearts:ad ' lettere :•1 to him r,:; lie lay ther-that He looked around the silent room and the crowded street. ' crawling like a
frown, It was very evident that the crowC:.1, rice:orison:hay year. His first down at the boodle of half furled papers. luminous cleft between vast masses of
song; and tha s_nA,t. impressed him with taste o° l,icr..:.ac., his e::e;be1•ant nppiG 1011, that imagined life pictured there rock, the humidity had heaped itself in -
equal unpleaoantness. defier.). o;' lif, car'ryi::t; leen along with , through laughter and sighing, like gems I to a low hanging pink cloud.
"Do stop that humming, for 41od's the t2151 of a knelling stream going I through dust and tears! It was more Tom came out of the stage entrance,
sake!" he cried out at last. "It's enough
to driio ono mad."
• There was no reply, and a few mo-
. ments later Tomloun ged across the.. hall.
Ho was very different from the waver-
ing, tempted man who rushed front Vir-
ginia's presence that rno,>cy night ;ening
two years before. Hie face had ion the
flashing earnest:lese that rose from au
ecstatic heart. It had taken on reel •I :to
lines and an expression of worldly st:b-
tlety. The checks were slightly bol -
lowed, the eyes placidly heavy, cold,
showing the haggard lines of dissipation.
"Was 1 singing? I swear I didn't know
it," be said languidly.
Delatole surveyed him with a cold, un-
Changinie glance '
.
"Still in your blouse and slippers.
Won't you look in upo:i the theater par-
ty at all?"
"I dont caro a hang about it."
ii Al , n
eu t you afraid ilia.D..udoiro will
send out a search warrant for you?"
"Let her send."
"Coolprospective bridegroom."
fora
p n
n
"Prospective idiot!" And Tom set-
tled himself very comfortably on his
back on a low divan. "I'll never marry
Mrs. Biuidoine. As the girl in the snag;
says, 'Something tells me so.' Coulln't
you, with your managerial tactics, help
ine out of that scrape? You know sho
did all the running -not T."
Delatole drew on his gloves in silence,
11e grew white, and when he came to
the foot of the divan and let his eyes
travel slowly over T'om's supine length
a rage only half controlled made his lips
tremble.
"In illy opinion," he said slowly, with
emphasis, "you'll be in a fair way to
need the material help of Mrs. Ban-
doino's money very soon."
"rtsally? Oh, then there are times
when marriage seems good unto your
bis►d ti. burning glance was flashed at
trim from beneath t'om's lowered lids.
"My opinion about inarriago has not
altered in the least. But if a man ern
oily fail, if he can't even support him -
down hill; the new, fevered atmosphere; , precious than a mag'ician's wand. •
the days spiuliin,; by tea sort of moral I "If it were mine -if it were mine!" he
vertigo; the crowd that called him to said aloud, and a woman s laugh drifted
follow where it was brightest, that I up from the street, as if she had heard
brightness li•.ing the sheer descents of I that cry and mocked him.
vice.
And now? Now he was back in famil-1
ing New York, boned by ho:]ar by a wo-1
a'. G -�
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n r
man who wearied him, inclined to rid I
lelineelf of the obligations he had as- S
;.,:cued in the bcadl ;:in; through shear
ctnfnclfnat;lni to the trouble of resisting, 1
following pleasure with a foreknowledge i
•;f weariness, in debt to Delatole while
straining at the thatboaud,
chem, struggling ars,^r:inst t!]:', maddening
fnactivil•y than paisaa 11:3 faculties is
0.P art ::ill dear to Mao
A shorp, quiveri-:g arta% came from .
his lilts.
Delatole had sen truly. Some -
thine; had withered within. hien, or rt
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Forever. ilo hr.:i etrie ] to write and �ee„t . ' r_40/ 4
always in vain. Isis Meet were nolruns
- Vis'
r vivid stir. flowing to a Ing^ ^ail-
sects/axe, bat dila, aborti e -a, h:.:'^, of
paused to light at cigar and strolled to-
ward Broadway. He had not risen
until 8 o'clock. The day was just begin-
ning for him, His face had the opaque
whiteness debauchery leaves, and warm
though it was the occasional dabs of
damp air struck through him. carrying
a depressing chill.
As he turned the corner the currents
of people eddied around hint. His wan-
dering glance alighted with butterfly
swiftness on the trifles that sway a
crowd, then darkened. dilated., fastened
upon one face.
Ono face -it seemed to leap up from
the sea of other faces to meet him, the
eyes strained, piteous, dark with an ar-
raignment. a challenge.
Tom's jaded heart suddenly livened
with an awful fear, But he • did not
pause. Tho streets swayed ed around him Y
as ho walked on. Once he turned as if
to glance at sonic flowers in a florist's
r.hop, and he saw the pale lampligl1t and
the gray dusk casting a weird radiance
over the face. He was being followed.
Ile seemed to hear those dogging steps
tan-.(. Lirµc.3. ll.a'::of ala el9 writ-
....,
rt a•.p askey in above the multitude of footfallsfalls on
ten raper, 2pelw]tich,he beet f:t;U.
1 the 4.5,,... il3'r l L3.'< .'.'i! :wq,t.• ,t • ri r . {•Y(.I'y Sidle.
1'.n
r•i (.rwith
d'
':i had b e. o:::cti 1.1 th .., a.
]lel br::i3 r -r+ 4•• .•,. 4 _
• ,..A bats:lusn stood illscorner. Ile
1, a ,- y.a wee , y..; - .,, s, . 8,31;.:^ , the r 0 ata
foverieh intensity a n]i a Scaleturu:i:ai2ig tl eeeer+; : risrang into it, telling the man to drive
a rete, hall been cit:'t :::side tis wort:elee s, • sa, ,ronA ,.•;1312 ,„-N ri'f r t eve vt nal? g Net. and rank back, feeling bewildered,
Thn clay was sorely coaling; when his It was 2•x;311331 ro, °if31:II; ?�' { ' f 31 ” ranine( sick.
:vara.
en)r:d Would know tris truth and liken Tee c{,,I,I ergo eel. #;a; t�,xG "'a�a4'1 vee Felix Dawson, the man be had de -
him to a pireat that pats forth radiant fatal, t'ri, e;1141.6:3 fat 1,:•:a9ryr•f ;Ant,d trawled, µaa alive,
bloe:loi ns once and withers in a 2r. ;:2t. 1 -lee ora...6,6ii ler.',µ," lee '•%741, as; ;,611, 8 It had been so easy for Tom with the
How s.lieerably he hall failed! Was and therm %.„0.3 sl, n„t4 tri dgeti:,„t •, . in comfortable suppleness of his nature to
there no eiea•e from social aunihila- l the b a'a , ee r ';' , y , :assume that this Iran's longsilen e
a x flat , .s cry as i,� p„ ,r., 1 up the c had
tic:i n::cclht l y trading on the infatuar ± play. nMatlt his death and gradually to as -
tion of It woman 10 years older than' round attracted Igo att,ra3icri, It-routilefe thin supposition until it became
1i inelf? .And once -once --when he had 1 was the faraway throe leheg rf sa exec; . c stirety, IIe had never realized the
thought iikcl one inspired, and honor was bund; the air, a: German battle mum. ! - ,:',risi ty of his act before, Vella Daw•
a ::kinin; i, w its in bis life, ho had beg ; It was !Ong since he bu4 hear''llfal'g(:anr, ; •'.ag had been but a shadowy tnemory to
trayo i tole for a elle:tem '. Lathe mast 1rolling swoetn(es, with that f;r,wltOgg tx,s- ! on, a name. Ile had taken his play,
not remember that, and least of all to- i derheat of gliel2)eas g:ropt„ sag :al a PA by a tortuous, sophistical vein of
night. in the silence, when his thoughts 1 knell for many of the rottlt:+i i1, tiL ii+ :.m:Au , this feet had grown to seen
were like llllivc.3 iii his Heart. l marched onward to itis SAO* ,(l, f:6,*:f 0f ; .e°-"-ly worm than if he had only de,
IIu aatoo:l up, shivering, and from habit of pilin cross:;ed his tuec sag car.,, 1/6 t .,y ell it. time no one was injured.
tinned to on r;i,irbo :ril, IL: half filled knew that march. `Jig ;vzg6 3 iaar9 ,,?fz:t# C^ \.a s'..a difi"erent now that he knew
a goblet, with 1:r:u]dy avid birdied aloud i Spit and it gall X311 ti e ' •' e
4 , 1 - ;:r :"••1,3131 tFgf1 ' a ' is'•ssi.,ott was not dead -no longer
- as the ,ltg:a,i]3 r <di:r'.r.;tl against inst the L3vy I warns night with a +µal s r,f• r1Ye a1k'd,' eL:1, e:.',ry prat a -man, following,' hitt], his
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100 "rlorld'sr Pair nova fox 61, What 4liria Fear.
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tures comprising each part-aud the whole was just passing the e11oc1ate5, wenn
set oau bo secured by the payment of one the girl in blue remarked
dollar, sent to Geo. II, Bedford, (generalVIII dreadfully afraid of spiders,
Passenger A ent, Chicago, o, Milwaukee et: I Spiders aro nothing 'Side et)Wti or
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snakes, I wouldn't go within a Utile
Of a caw for all the diamonds in the
world. And the girl who had been
summering 111 tilt' country sillvere(I,
orra registered latter. [;111p11 ! exclaimed the girl of' un-
certain age. I'm not afraid of an�y-
tlling--('xc0pt burglars, I couldn't
sleet) if 11leglecte(1 to look under the
bed and inspect all the cupboards
before going to b('(1.
Then the gill in white roused her-
self from a reverie 811(1 softly said ;
I don't know what I'm afraid of,
but I get dreadful little' chills when-
ever I'm along in -the house after
(lark. I keep looking over my
shoulder and peering into the corners
and behind the porticric's.
That's nothing, said the girl in
yellow. You're only nervous. Noth-
ing ('Vel' scares me quite so much as
having 0 1111111 speak to me on the
street. I'm always too frightened to
do anything more than glare at the
creature.
The matter of filet young woman,
who sat silently drinking coffee and
pondering over the ideas of her sister
creatures,stopped sipping longenough
to remark :
I fear nothing in the world so much
as freckles.
St. Paul Railway, Chicago, I11., and the
portfolios of pictures will be sent, free of
expense, by mono subscribers, Remit-
tances should bo made by draft, money
order,
Writers and Their Ways,
Milton was extremely anxiouS to
Faye his poems properly punctuated.
Roscommon clie(l repeating the
lines of his own translation of the
"Dies .Irao."
Dr. Warton says that most of the
English poets were notably handsome
Men.
Pascal often copies a composition
six or eight times before allowing it
to be printed.
Dryden always trembled violently
for some time after concluding an in-
teresting poem.
Ceruentos «Tote a new dedication
to one of his works after he had re-
ceived extreme unction.
Hardy, the great French dramatist
wrote 800 dramatic pieces between
the year 1600 and 1637.
Cicero was a notable punster: A
collection, not now extant, of his
I puns was made by Julius Caesar.
Sterne and Churchill were. always
ill a quarrel with same reviewer of
their works. Both hated critics.
I Montesquieu was so much tiffeeted.
by .the critici-lne of his work that
i the annoyance hastened his death.
• Virgil devoted 11 years to .leis
./Enid and then deemed it so im-
perfect at his- death he ordered it to
be burned.
Churchill hated to correct his own
poems. He said that the erasure of
a line was cutting away one's own
flesh.
Corneille diecl in the most bitter
pr'overt.v unrelicved by many whom
dnrle% chis days of Irosperity lie hadbenefitted.
The Emperor Iladrian, when dying
composed this beautiful address to
Ms soul which Pore translated into
English.
•
Do not neglect cnuuhs, colds,nstbma,
and bronchitis, hat cure them by using Dr.
Wood's'Nerway Pine Syrop.
'aelf, the most practical tiling is to find in ]ti.; halal, a 1Al2 , that lalbslde(1 taxa ' I:er flte:e in its diurnal l7r asty vbs.(' tm, .,.i t.1 ra'4 by this wrong; a man with
' some' silly enough to shoulder • (.31;t( :lr.:7 11 r•,. 1 tri;.:in, b:: Atin” upon t.•
i'orc' hint: then: a s1i111, white re,irap lir eta ii .,1 A fey r.v.,orcll and voice to be raised in
responsibility." mil's . ,r 1:':' tl:•'tib,;. ,,i or a cavil bird. • tloatod to join the face, AU 14111. fig.;lag 1, It .c,,:io,ui.igatloif: an Opponent to face, to
"Go on. Your English grows in 31.1 r:,,2;1':a`t be out of order to dritek ; with finger pointing; at Misplay. etPsltrys:dl - ..a„
oaK day 1)y dsy. Its really alio- to --it to 111 own defe:::t." ' in his grasp. Yes her very of --'WE-_ ill „ las coming meant ruin disgrace be-
educaation to be allowed to hear you. 't .. , , Y 1 g so a
Nilsen lt•• re-onorel. Iii,1 studio a feW 11iµ care. 1 .>ta the wothl• but it meant also a Rod -
you haven't fini:ailed yet, Yott inoxit]it3 later, hie eye.; were fl:anfiil;, ' "Yon will not -you will net Steaal it,
though. the mails --a hideous contortion Totn! You cornet not fall aslow as that!" tee rig ro:s'rtx+ii,
Officer -Your honor, I have ar-
rested this man for singing "After
the ball" on the street. Magistrate
(facetiously) -Prisoner, I will hold
you for court for producing bad
notes.
English Spnvin Liniment removes all
hard, soft, or calloused Lamps and Blem.
ishes from horses, Blood Spavin, Curbs,
Splints, Ring Bone, Sweeny, Stifles,
Sprains,Sore and Swollen Throat, Coughs,
etc. Save 9¢50 by use of ono bottle.. War-
rantedat Chihsolm's drug store. -•
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Prof. Saunders on Tuberculosis.
Professor Saunters, Director of the
Ottawa Experimental Farms, has is-
sued a bulletin on tuberculosis, deal-
ing with the disease and its treatment
on the farm. The first case of this
disease which occurred at the Central
Faun was in ,July, 1891, when a
Jersey o agedc
d fisc years and two
months, which had been ailing for
some time, sank rapidly and died on
the 15th of July. From that time
' herd c wasclosely\3 a , ch 11
forththe 1(11
t ,H
and cattle showing symptoms of (lis -
('ase were promptly isolated. 011
August 10th, a• two year old Durham
hull calf died, and on September 2 1st
a Durlutnl COW. In all, up to the 1.t.tt
of February last, 34 afflicted animals
either (Beet or were slaughtered; from
the period of the first use of the
tuberculin in November, 1892, up to;
the present time, leaving the twelve
yotmg calves which were killed out
of consideration, 54 .Animals have
been tested, 26 have given the reac-
tion indicatin,o, the presence of th('
disease, and the other 28 may bo re-
garded as sound and healthy. The
tuberculin has proved throughout a
111081 reliable • gleans of diagnosing
the disease~ "
6
'When Baby was melt, wog ave her Castoria,
When she was a Chad, elle cried for Catlorla,
When she became itiss, she clung to (:tutor la1
When slut laatChildreu, a::o sot:.:a ea.:to:1 .
I aan highly praise Burdock Blood
Bitters because it had a fair trial in my
case with wonderful sucoees. ely symptoms
were dropsy, backache and sleeplessness,
3111(1 all these disappeared after using two
bottles of Burdock Blood Tatters, 1 can-
not praise its healing poweis toe highly.
(ii•:oitoiit,t 1Hoax1:s
Wood teuiut, liacl..siile, N. B.
It is an indisputable fact that every
111811 11'110 wears his watch in hie vest
pocket is behind time.
Itch on human and horses arcs all and
male cured in 30 minutes by Woo/ford's.
Sanitary Lotion. 'These never fails. War-
ranted et Chisholtn's drug store.
Jagson says his neighbor's (laugh-
ter,who is learning to play the piano,
cannot be accused of fraudulent
practiceit's all sound.
Pine
Norway Syrup is l!la s
and host cure for coughs, cold, asthafest,
ma
bronchitis, sore throat, and all throat and
lung troubles. Price 25e. uud No.
I married Horace to 1()form him,
sighed• the young Is-if'e, and, the. only
habit I've broken him of is -parting
his hair in the middle. He doesn't
part it at all. now.
Two.years ago I had a lad attack of
biliousness and took one bottle of B'ordock
Blood Bitters and can truly recommend it
to anyone sufferint from this complaint.
Mus. CMS. BnowN, Toronto.
I glade a fool of' nlys -if again
yesterday, said Choliy in tones of
contrition. Really ? said Cholly's
sister. You are becoming very un-
necessarily encrgetie.
Like a Miracle
Consumption—Low Condition
Wonderful Results From Taking
Hood's Sarsaparilla.
Miss klanmalt Wyatt
Toronto, Ont.
"Four years ago while in tho old country.
(England ), my daughter Itannah was Sent away'
from the hospital, in a very low condition
with consttmptlon of tho lungs and bowels, and
weak action of the heart. The trip across the,
water to this country seemed to make her feel
hotter fora µ1111e. Than sho began- to get
rvorso,13138 for 1 weeks slle svgs unable to got
off the beet. She grow worse for five months end
lost the use 6f her lhnl's and lower part of body
and if stie sat tap lit bed !lad to bo propped,
up with pillows. Physicians
Said Sho Was Past All trielp
and wanted mo to send her to the ' IIome for -
Incurables.' Ilut 1 said its long as 1 could hold
my hand ftp she should not go. Wo then began
4 vsocures
to give her Itootl's Sars'iparilla. She le getting -
strong, walks around, is out doors every day ;
hats no trouble with her throat and no cough,
anti her heart seems to bo all riitht agent. Bile
1833 a first e11As appetltn. W'e re�ppari! her euro
ns nothing short of a miracle." SV., W YA1T, 8s •
Marlon Street, Parkdale, Toronto, Ontario.
' Hood's Pills are purely vegetable anal;,
perfectly harmless. Bold by all druggists, glloa
1'LUQK AND PRAT
There wa'n't any 2)80 o' ft
(1 t't6U
Au' Ito
told Obadiah
,
'
Fweof o
etcouldn't hold For
Wesd just got to let 'ea
There were lute, of t'ulks t
Along wall the rest or 1
A11 it didn't seem to
lvttilo
Tu slake 13n1•e ltdrellie
To he sure, the barn was
An' corn art' portatere a
An' not 11111011 of enytlli,:
cheap
But water -nn' apple -t
But then -as I told Ob
It wa'n't any use to gr,
For flesh acid blood could
be
Was nothing but skin
But, Tawe ! et you'd one I
At any hour of the nip
A-prayinout in the clot
'Twould have set you
I patched the knees of
With cloth that wits o
But it seemed as if the p
As fast as I set 'em in
To me he said mighty li
Of the thorny way he
But at least a dozen tot
He talked it over wit
Down on his knees in tl
The most of his time
For Obadiah knew how
Muoh better than ha
But I am in that way c
• That of things don't
T feel like rollin' nerals
An' gettin' ready to,
An' the giants 1: slew tl
I ain't goin' to talk as
An' I didn't even compl
Though 1 think tha
out.
With the point of a ca
I druv the wolf from
For I knew that we o
death
Or be lazy because '
An' Obadiah, he wend
An' kept the patchir
Au' thought it strange
out,
held
An' strange we didn't
But I said to myself it
"God knows whore
An' %isn't aitsays that
As far no the tinges,
. An' 1 wee l«u'thaveu
My Obadbih a shin
For some, you know,
pray.
An' others the gift
meeeteteeetteeeemaexereeeee
IN SEARCH 0:
When Jean Cain
felt as if, for the fit'si
he was free to come ,
12.8 he liked. Ruled •fit
.and then by his sis
been kept in and god
years. So, when ,
nursed his sister tlui
ness and given her i
gran' funeral," he f
,done his duty to the
in this way, begin t
folks." And it was i
that sense of freedor
how that it was wroi
late at a "fair," to bi
" bawbees," and to "
sies." And to kno
'Rias 110 one to find 1
• relief in that.
After a little, D
that with freedom c
For the housekec
mixed up. Denali
body to fall, back
and found out th(
away, the. comfort
away too. To be
was to be had; bi
a pinch of snuff '
considered a bit o
cheaper. " I'd n(
wages, and. her 1110
cost little," he said
Then he took a 1
he had burned, an
not been washed
taken i11.
Donald's first
suCCets. • He wen
coming from the
young girl of sit{
and sunny hair.
" Bella, wad y
Donald, smiling i
" Mairry ye ?"
ye daft? I WO
there wasna an
Watergate."
" I watt be ral
ed Donald.
" Ah l Watt yi
queer kin' o'. p
Your very collie
hadn't been £ed 1
Donald looked
" I'm thinkit
Well as inc. Yt
I'm iia eland al
though I'm a
sheep, the dish
My fingers, or 1
the fire s 1 p
collies down tl
aye a soutethl
M."