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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance, 1917-06-28, Page 6The Untted Staten war tee revenue bill propoam to tax automobiles. Treasury experts estimate Hutt there are 1,400,000 ,wner ui autoulobilea seatiect to $7.50 the, 760,000 aubject to the $10 love, 4219,000ln the eta elaes, One 231,0,00 subjeet to the $20 rate. ek tax a this stamp would not. encourage the aetornebile industry. The New York Slut favore tion for thee° rattrderare air Mille. It eaea: And that eorce of tteroplanee, ready to inflict on Germane adequate, Inthiediato and terrible punishment tor every =Wilt on unarmed, unprotect- ed, defenceleza women and chilarea iu the territory of our allies, will ma at °nee anti forever the savagery that Germany hail, made a part of modem war. There are now nineteen prohibitien State e out of the forty-eight in the Arnerica,n Unton, namely Alabama., Arizorta, Arkausas, Colorado, Georgia, Idaho, Iowa, Maine, aliesineiPP1, Na- braslca, North Carolina, North Da- kota, Oklahoma, Oregon, South Caro- line, South Dakota, Virginia, \Vasa- ington and West Virginia. It is poe- is:Me that Congrees will yet decide on national prohibition as a war measure. It has been stated that ninety per cent. of the saloons in the United States are either owned by Germans or pm -Germane. It has oleo been stat ed titat nmet of the plots against Bri- tain, Canada and the States were hatched in thoee placce. • - • HOW GOES THE BATTLE? In France Gen, Hindenburg is on the detensive, and in retreat, slowly, per- haps, but surely. By striking here and there, Gen. Haig keeps Hindenburg guessing, while he pushee him back in spots from one defensive position to another. It may be slow work, and may take all summer, and perhaps longer, but, even with the default of Russia in has favor, the German General cannot hold his own. It looks to us that if the Allies continue to "carry on" the enemy will be com- pelled in time to release his hold on both France and Belgium. When this • is accomplished the Allies can afford to take their time en finishing off the Heiser and his hordes. In the mean- time, the hope is expressed that Gen. Haig may be able to land a knockout blow on the solar plexus of Von Hin- denburg. To the Pan -Garman Committee, which proposes to annex Belgium and part of France and bring Britain to her knees and then divide up the rot of the world according to its own sweet will, Von Tirpitz tells it to have Patience, that -"The submariues will reach their goal if we at home retain our nerve." And Hindenburg gives the connnittee assurance of complete tory and a peace worthy of German sacrifices. The Allies arc v,e11 aware of the difficulties that stand in the way of an; allied victory; they kuow the strength of the enemy; they know the danger of the salimarine menace. But there- will be no "German" peace so lohg. as the Allies are in a position to maintain the strtiggle for a peace that will ensure the peace of the.. 0 • EPITAPHS.FOR THE KAISER. We make no apology for publishing the following poetical epitaphs for the Kalter. They were composed at a party held near Glanford Station on Thursday evening, March,22nd. The Kaiser can have his pick in readiness *hen he shuffles off his carcass: Here lies the German Emperor, Beaealh the British lines. A load of coal before the hearse, And the British guns behind. Her lies the German Emperor, The cold earth o'er his head. He had an awful temper; May the devil warm his hed. Here lies the German Emperor. Let's hope he rests in peace For all of Europe's rejOictnee Except, 'perhaps, just Greece, Herta Iles the German Emperor; He fought a brave fight but couldn't tonquer; Now Where he' S gone we do not know, t We all hope it is "down below." Here lies the German Emperor; He is surely gone •to hen; He died with the distemper; Setah Sang "'Tis Well." Here lies the German Etilperor, Who thought all the world he could rule; Fought a brave fight but couldn't . conquer, And foend out be was a tool. Here Iles the. German Emperor; Oh, sing a joyful song; Tito pearly gates won't let him In, And hell won't stand him long. Ifere iIe ilo German Emperor; He Was crazy as a bog, We hetet he's Ion his teieper, Now that hie grave is dug. 444•444404*.m. Andean Knowledge Of the World. eanowleage of the vvorld k tiot one of tin etrong points of the Andean lia- tives. Harty A. Franck, v andering through Colombia on foot, bag this fact thtust upon him, by(attain_ barber. "Last year another ateeeteera-ein the rural Aimee the native form of this void is used as a eoramon noun to des - !matte not only Amerlcititn anti anglisla men, but tiertnane, Swedes. Frenelitnen end even epaniards.,–"etoppea bare." he hegen. ."you win parbape knew him. Me veiny -was Meet:tear (auseeee. We doubt it. "Put surely you muet knee him," oreisted the barber, "Mr ht. nes a oreIgner also." Tee 'rural Colomblati conceives; of the world „as made up of two am:Arles, his own, tee chief one, and ft :metier one, eerteaa only a din thal n, a t beunditiles. nansaianseeeliellid11101.**Ok. with "I expect! I knew," he saye, cold, slow onialiasis, "that you w ay from him as from sortie wild been. l'e you think that do eot know you –that I am xtot as aura AS that I ,t.e standing here, that your pure nature cculd not endure cou.tact with his tO1 you had learnt his true cletrac• ter?" She shrinks and hides lier face ada. shudder sweeps over Iter, but with an effort elle regains her selfemsseee sten. After all, it is but the mane ene fisment of a disordered brain, le at the worst a wild story built upon eeme slight foundation. What she has to ro Is to be patient with him and to get rid of bila–to get rid of him at elate. "Sir Frederic," she says, elowly, as if every word cost her an effort, "you meet some response, some answer to this–this (dory of yours. Let me be plain, with you. I–before Heaven I do not wieh to wound you–but can only say one word: I do /lot believe YOU." He opens his lips, but she goes on With a gesture of infinite dignity dig- nity and patience: "I do not say that YOU have lied willfully or wittingly –1 Bey that you have been deceived. Some idle tale– this is a land of fiction–hae misled you into this grave error. Let ma say no more. 1–if I have been hasty, and have said in my surprise anything to wound you – I beg you to for- get it, If you will also for- get that ouch a person as myself exists it win he better for both of us–all of us, And now–you must ge, please." He statute motionless, and with a sterx“, determined look on his white face, "It is what I expectee," he says, In a low, set voice. ilt is almost word for word what I told zn,yselt 'eon would sae; it is consiatent with Tour purity, your loyalty, your stanchness. But do you think that I should be so mad as to come to you with •such de- nunciatiote without bringing my proofs?" • She falters, and the dread begins to seize her again, but she struggles against it. "Yon say that I have been deceived, • -mieledi Good. If it be so; you will lave no objection to becoming no- auainted with the process by 'which I vas deceived," - "No–no! I do not car -1 do not wIsh—" "Your husband's good name is of littie value in your eyes that you will not investigate the story?" he says, with calm intensity. • She springs te her feet. "You liars sang me at last!" she says, almost wildly. ' "Bring me your proofs!" Ho inclines' his head. All threughout the Interview he has spoken and moved like a man wound up to maintain his self -command; he moves mow to the door with the stiff gait of -au automaton. "Stay–where?' she falters. "I am going to produce my proof. It is a tiving witness." ' "No, no!" she says; "net here–not in this .house! There are people—" "Who will hear," he says. 'Will you come with ane, then? it Is but a few steps; or are you afraid?" hoarsely, and with. a bpaqn of hut:tuna- tion. For a moment she pauses, then she snatches up ber hat. "I am not afraid." PILO says coldly. "I will go with yeu. Where Is It?" He points to the old, fountain, and standing aside, allows her to paste • With swift. firm steps, Signe reaches the fountain, and stands with one hand resting upoh it, her face set and cold. He follo-we her elowly, with e, motion of bis hand signs to her to Wait, and goes into the wood. A mo- ment afterward he returhs with the vcung girl, whom Signe. had been watching, by his side. Never while life lasts will Signe. torget this moment; the white., hag- gard face of the man, Lite wild, dark, mournful eyes of elle girl, Instineticely she draws back a pace, and at the movement Sir "Frederick lays his band nOon the girl's atm, and motions her to seat herself on a stone at the foot of the fountain. She drops mecbanically., airid tits looking from one to the Other. •- Signe, waits in silence for a mo - Violet, then she asks. In a hushed voice, that sounds like a distant echo of her own: "'Who is this?" "Listen. She heraelf shall tell." he says. He beads down and lays his hand upon the erne shoulder. "'Lucia," he says. She looks up as it awaking from a reverie, and waits: "Lucia, You remember me"–he speaks slowlie as if to make his English intelligible to her Italian ears–"yon remember my coming here a tittle while age, and the store YOU told me?" She nods wearily. "Ala yes," she Says, slowly,' her aceent blurring the English words in the way peculiar to foreigners. and *which Signa never hears hereafter 'without a pang Of misery, "Tala lady," he says–the- girl terns leer head and lifts her eyes to Signa's whito face with the dull, apathetic stare of a 'dumb attimal–"this lady wishes to bear it. 'Will yon tell it to lier just as you told it to met Who knote–perhaps she may help you to find tho one you are seekillg." .A. gentle light collies Alto the eyes, and het lips twitch. "Yes, Ab, signoral you. are of hie cettetry, yenz are English–surely you must know hini! • tf he would but come beek to me! t llaVO been to patiehtt He said that I was tt, be good and patient, and 1141,0 1 not been no? Alt, signora, I Am SO 'Wretched!" With a shudder and a thrill of eerie,' Ing evil, Sipa draws back out of the reach of the daek eyes, mid rigna to Sir Fredetiek with a stvilt, freezied wave of the hand that lie is to make her speak ottickly.- ..."Yes, yes 'Lucia!" he says. "But tble steryi 'Come." The girl tights and is islient for a inemeet; then She begins. It is Tette, rambling, ttotrietimes liteoherent story, bait te all 10 deer, It is s, Story Of Illaree treaeliety, Of a itian's triMe; teemetities it IS broken with sobs, and the tears roll down the giri'stheelete and fell her Ittev. betottle *lieu ehe eeteell to that awful encounter between the bride- • greom and the betrayer tier face grows white, her hands uueleep euddenly, and fling themselves before bar eyes. "i -1e -'-1e shot lintel" she Faye, in a trenlulous whisper. "Ab, Yeti! he was brave, was the Wiper! He shot him!" There is an awful silence; benumb - ea, frozen, Sigma Imola against, the -fountain; Sir Frederic's presence is forgotten; everything in her life goes by her as if in a dream; all that she realizes le the girl's Voice telling ite awful story. She does net doubt it; she cannot, strive to do so though she Mae, There is truth in the accente of the wild voice–truth that will take ne denial, "Go on," says Sir Frederic, boarse- ly, bis eyes fixed on the ground as if te avoid the agonized face oPposite him. The girl stares at 111M, then her head droops, and she sighs wearily, "There is no more," ehe says hope- lessly. "The signor went–he left me –telling me to be patient and good, and have been Se patient, I have walted–ab, yes, I have waited–but it ie so long, so long! Why does he not come back? Has he forgotten me? You–you are English; tell me, are all your people so?" Silence; her head droops lower, as if she had not expected an answer; then Sir Frederic raises his head and looks at Signe; her lips have moved, but though sae has said no avord, he understands her. "Lucia," he says, bending down, "you have not told us his name, this English signor. Do you not knew it Try and remenlber. She leeks uD. "Do you think I forget?" she ,says, with dull wonder and scorn. "He was an English lord, He was Milord Dela- mere!" Signe closed her eyes, and holds on to the fountain with both bands. Sir Frederic makes a slight movement to - Ward her, but it is sufficient to recall her to consciousness and self-oom- mend. Faintly she motions him back, and with a bitter smile he stops. Then he touches the girl on the shoulder. "Lucia, did this Lord Delamere give you no nome--no place where you could write to him? Do you understand me?" "Yes, •yes," she answers, heavily. "And did write–ah, yes, so many times!" "And he, did he never reply --never send a letter back for all yours?" A quick light comes into her eyes, and her hand goes to her bosom. Sir Frederic glances at Signs., whose eyes are fixed upon the girl with the expression of one who sees some aw- ful apparition. •"Luela, wilt you Show me the letter? You would not .let me see it when I asked you before. Will you show it to the lady?" The girl turns her eyes to Signe, questioningly, then slowly she takes the folded paper from her dress, and reluctantly as one parts even for a moment with a treasured relic, she hands it to him. He takes a glance at it and extends It to Signe, "It Is in Italian," he says, in a low, cold voice. "I do no understand it. If it be forgery it is not forged by me." Signe, scarcely hears or comprehends. With a shudder she takes the letter and unfolds it For raoment her eyes refuse to do their task, a flint •seems to cover them, the paper is just a square, misty spot of white. Then with an effort she looks at it. It ie only a few lines in Italian: "Dear Lucia,–I have received your letters, and they have given me ulna pain. BO patient and all will be well. You must try one forget all that has • happened. Do nat write to be again, Lucia, as writing will but help you to remember. "Always your friend, "Delamere." This is it; and in the midst of her anguish, as she recognizes Hector's handwriting, she is conscious of a feeling of horror at the unnatural cold- ness of the letter. With a shudder she lets it drop froth her fingers, as a man might do the empty vial from which he had (trunk the fatal draught. • Sir Frederick picks it up and gives it back to the girl, wile receives It eagerly, but a hnoraent afterward stares at it vacantly, and then slowly returns to its hiding place. He stands looking at her for a MO- raent, then he says: "Lucia, you may go now. You know your way? You remember What 1 told yon–that I will be Yolie friend? That is well. Go now" The girl rises and looks absently, then seeing Signe she makes a rapid reovemeet toward' her, and taking her hahd it about to lift it. to her lips. With a faint cry of horror, • Signe snatches it away' and Binge it above her bead, shrirtking back agathst the fountain. The girl% eyes flash and tele Dearest vacantly at her, but Sir Frederic hes her axle in 11113 grasp and. muttering: "Como with me," leads her away. When lie returns alone, Sigint is still leauing agailist the cold stone as if she had become part attd parcel of it. Her eyes are fixed oe the steel -blue sky, her lips tightly shut, her breathing Scarcely perceptible. lie waits a ambient, with white fate and heavy eyes, then be speaks her name, "Sigha!" slIght moverneht a her, eyes shoes that elle heel% hiert, "Sig -i net, lieve brought toy proefs. Do yett still think mo liar? Have beer deceived; ere you? This girl eon wit say is half insane, It is true; her wrongs have mitUo her se. So tat* the darker Is this menet; site Was 1. right here *when t said you would flye froni him as fram a monster? Speak to me! I–ltave home SOmuch; my misery has been as great as your, foe the tight of your ttgony has dou- bled mine. Speak to me! tinter° is no thee to lose! Ife may return at tine moment." see owe aed pretties her hds anto her brow, then tete them fall, and movee slowly away toward the inn like tale itt A areal% weeks bi. ewe her, him eyee fixed oti the ground, "What will you do?" lie says, heavenly; "there le but One thing you an do–you mutt leave hitu.' Ohs does not speak, but net sysa troAt Pres Dress. turn to lila fete with a look awf11111‘ like. those -et tbe tolerable 1.4uela'8, "Llisten to me," he nye, opealting lowly and as clealle se he Can "Vitt Inuit leave this accursed place at mice. My carriage le he; Yon Must take it—•" She flaelies upon him a look ot scorn And loatniug, "With youl" he Says, In a hard voice. Only those two word, but they make him writhe end bite his nip, till the blood owe. "No,' he say. "NO. Toa 0ball go e• -alone, will arrange everythial. My IntlA is trustworthy. You will reach the station at Mato before– before he can overtake yen. Go–go to England to–to Lady Itooltwell–P He stops, for it Is evident ihnt tha does mit follow him. In ellence they reach the inn. He wane in the ,ptee• etege for A moment, gees her drag her• self Up the ataIr tt her own room, then with bowed head goes to the sta- bles and merbanieally helpe the men to put the horses to, Signe goes upstleire, and like one moving in her sleep, takes off her elress. Then she strike on her kneee beside her traveling trunk, awl with heavy, faltering hands turns out the contents until she comes to a plain, black dress; it. is the one she wore that day–the happiest in her life– when she gaited for St. Clare. Meehan - !catty she puts this tel; then she stands for a moment as if trying to grasp some Idea, acme motive, As she 4oes her hand wanders to ber pocket, and, still like one in sleep, she talkea out the contents–poor trifles that re- eall the day, the very hour, a thine hie, a knife Arehie lied consigned to her charge and forgottee, a piece of– ".Ah!" with a sudden cry tie of some- thing had struck her to the heart, she stares at a fragment ot biscuit wrap- ped in a fragment of an old letter, Backit all coulee to her, She sees him kneeling over the fire, his hand some face turned to hers as he bids her keep the biscuit in case she should need it! With trembling fin- gers she unwraps the letter and glances at it; as alio does so, the cry goes up again, but this time with an undertone of horror, The letter is in Italian, in a woman's handwriting; it Is one of the girl Lucia's! With a wild, despairing gesture she flings it from her and drops on Iler knees. is all true, beyond the shee tl:wof a doubt. All true, and sh– she is the most wretchta ed of all cre tes.e For half an hour, perhaps, he kneels, fighting with her agony; then she ries, white as death itself, but ealm, too calm,wrap t her traveling cloak around her, and with steady, leaden feet goes dowhatairs. Sir Frederic stands at the bottom, his arms folded, his head' bent, Ile looks up, he does not speak, and with the faintest motion of the hand *guides Iter to the door. Before they reach it the landlord Comes out. "Milaell," be says, "milord here tells um that he brings you bad news band's return! Is that so? at is so strange–so, by Heaven, yes!"–he marches for a word–"yes, so novel!" Signa's lips Move. Sir Frederic and the landlord wait. "It is quite true," she says at last, and the voice is like that of an autom• aton. "And milord, what 511511 I tell him when he returns? How explain this eurprise?" demands the landlord. Sir Frederic answers. "I shall remain and explain," he says, coldly. The landlord bows and looks some- waat relieved from the dread of hav- ing to face Milord Delamere alone. "Very good, milord," he says. "1 have but to express my sorrow at the bad tidings, and to trust that miladi will make a safe journey, But It is bee!. Haste there, Baptiste; haste!" And he begins to burry up the men. , Sir Frederic holds the door of file carriage open, and Signe, with heave, falterin.g.. step, enters. As he closes it, he looks at her and murmurs hoarsely: "Be brave, Signal Ob, }leaven!" He stops, for she does not hoar him. lalth an Inarticulate groan, be shuts the door nee goes to the coach- men, "You know- what to do." he says, sternly. "Drive for your life. You must catch that train." The man touches his hat, and an instant afterward the. horses dash down the street, and Sir Frederic' is left gazing after them. CHAPTER. XXV. Sir Frederic has eoliquered, he has won all along the line. but his victory does not seem to bring him much sat- isfaction, and certainly no happiness. Hellas convinced Signe at very great trouble and at the most of mitch' ate, guish to aimself and her, that he was right that night on the tower in warn- ing her against Hector Warren. He has proved to her that she has given her pure heart's love to a hold, heart.; less wretch, scarcely worthy the nettle of man: he has convinced her that it would be aetter to die rather than to live With tny Lord of Delamere, and yet Sir Frederick is far from happy, to • put it la the broadeat sense, he is •wretched and Miserable. The white 'feet), that he had found so beautiful end left so worn and liaggard with agony, haunts him like a spectre. "I only did my duty e he mutters, drawing his cloak round hire, for the afternoon draws in and the evening chilliness makers itself felt. "t only did any duty. I conid not let him go on living with her, the wretch who Is unfit to touch the hem of her dress! The world may say it waa my Spite, my vanity, my jealous nature, but it Was duty that nerved Me, And yet– great heaveil how she must have lov- ed hire!" and he strides up and down outeide the inn, his face worltingehis lips pale and dry with the inward fev- er that consulners him. The landlord, 'watching hitn frole the tittle latticed witidow, conies out, with a grave, deferentiel air, and asiks with the deopeet respeet, if he will not enter and eat of something, but. Sir Frederic shakes his head, Ho has eat- en lietbing since morning, and he feels that a Single mond would choke The landlord shake hie head, "At least," he eays, in hie excellent •Gernuat-Etiglish, "milord" – eetry well-to-do Einglisitinaa is "Milord" in the teneote parts of the continent– "Will take eolith vele?" 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Sketch 0 Y. 8, Navy Head in European Waters, Rear Admiral 'William Snowden Sims, now representing the United States Navy in rooperative actirm with the British anal French naval author. rties, who ates 1110 teMporary neadquar. fere in London doe e not lose env of his symbolic eignIfIcance, at the pres- ent moment, because of 'being a native • of Canada. (}Ie was born in Port Hope.) In fact that atgalficance is enhanced by the fact. Pennsylvania has the 'credit of having given him his early education, aud of 'having sent him to the United States Naval Academy at Annapolis, .where be was graduated in 1880. His record, up to the beginning of this century, was one creditatee to him, but not especially significant or different from those of other competent mefie trained by the mixed servioe on land and on sea which the Navy provides for its offe cers. True it had been somewhat different in one respect, namely, the opportunity which bad been given him for study of international prob- lems, naval and diplomatic, owing to his assignment to United States em- bassies, first at Paris, and later at St. Petersburg, now Petrograd. With the duty of acting as fleet in- telligence officer and inspector of tar- get practice for the Asiatic squadron, Commander Sims had to concentrate on phases of gunnery. It was his for- tune to carry on much of this work In watere where he had intimate aszo. elation with Admiral Percy Scott, at that time gunnery expert of the Brit- ish Navy. This specializatien on ord- nance, 'gunnery practice, and the mechanism of watching, recording, and shaping the shooting skill of a fleet or a navy's marksmen has been of great value to Adralral Sims, and to the United States, during the suc- ceeding years. For seven years following he served as inspector of the target practice of St. Joseph, Levis, July 14. 3903. Minard's Liniment Co., Limited, Gentlemen,–I was badly kicked by my horse last May, and after using were' preparations on my leg noth- ing would do. My leg was black as jet, I was laid up In bed for a fort- night and could not walk, After using three bottles of your MINARD'S LINI- MENT I was perfectly cured, so that I -could start on tbe road, JOS. DUBEIS, Commercial Traveller. the navy, with the Bureau of Naviga- tion as his department, When the Atlantic fleet torpedo flotilla. ' was formed, in 1913, be was put in charge, Now the experience gained, through all these years of speciaastudy of the problem, is being put at the service Of the anti -German naval forces, ir- respective of national nantes. The man who transformed the target record of the United States navy, who has had more experience with craft built to Combat the submarine than any other American, and who, has Shown inven- tive skill in devising ways and means Lor accomplishing professional and naval service ends, is .on. duty in waters off the coast of western Eur- ope. Admiral Sims' marriage with the daughter of Ethan Allen Hitchcock of St, Lotas, former •Secretary of the In- terior, quite early in his -career, gave him an opportunity of discloping and developing social graces whieli are not the least of els assets, as he carafes on bis professional work in European capitals. It 4 * MInarces Liniment Curet Dandruff. .--• • • • Curious Andean Keyholes. A curiosite of the Mclean villages are the doors of the houses, which are hard to open and hard to close, but whicee despite the intricacy of the locks, admits the air freely oe, all sides, Hargy A. Franck describes one such .door, -avriting hi. the century Magazine' of the tow u of San Pablo, Nimble: "The keyhole was in the shape of a swan. Others in the town and all through Narino have the form of a nian, horse, goose and ft damn °thee ledicrous shapes. These home- made doors of Andeen villages never fiteasily, and their lecke always have some Peculiar idiosyncrasy of their own, so that by the time the travelea learns to unlock the door of his lod- ging without Waive ateistence he" is ready to move on." 71111110•101014141111401111111•000110MIN GRZA.T CITY'S WANE, Ispahan, Once the Proud Capital persian Empire, 14 report from Constantinople to the effect that the Persian city at Ispahan had been treed front Russian rule by an uprising of tribesmen who had waged "twit,' war" against the for- eigners, failed to attract more than. casual comment in the news despatch- es from the war front of Europe and A.sta. Yet had the city retained in • the twentieth century the power and magnificence which were hers in the seventeenth, no news in the world not even that affecting Berlin, London or Paris, would have been of greater in- terest, for in that era Ispaham, the eapital of its country,had a population Variously estimated between a mil- lion and 600,000, while its palaces, gardens and wondertul bazaars were without rival in any clime, To -clay Ispahan is scarcely the pro- verbial "shell" or "shadow" ofaits for- mer greatness and the prestige that was hers as the capital of Persia, has been transferred to Teheran, 210 miles to the north, Although the popula- tion still numbers between 80,000 and 100,000, anti the traveler might be de- ceived by the spectacle of its crowded covered bazaar which runs for three miles through the centrehet the place, dividing it into a north and south side, yet all beyond this thoroughfare of barter is desolate and in ruins. Pal- aces, once the pride of shahs and the delight of harem favorites, are crump- ling into decay; of the 210 mosques scattered OYCT the 20 square miles which the city covers only a few have retained an appreciable part of their original realness and impressive grandeur; the 150 public baths have fallen into disuse; the wonderful gar- dens and avenues of luxuriant trees, caressed by cascades of purest water, are overgrown with weeds and scrag- gy sbrubs. With the invasion of the barbarous 14 genus under their Youthful leader Mahmud, just a hundred years after the brilliant reign of Abbas the Great, the glory cf Ispahan faded rapidly. This ruthless soldier, at the head of a desert -scorched, ragged army of tem than 25,000 men, met the richly decked Persiarn army of 50,000 on a plain about nine miles from the walla of the capital. The defeat of the defenders was overwbelming, 15,040 Persians being left dead on the acid. Shah Hosain succeeded in staving off the evil day for six months, but in Sep- tember, 1722, he went himself to the camp of the invader, and with his own hand fixed the royal plume of feathers in the turban of Mahmud. Hosain had the year before appealed to Peter the Clreat, Czar of Russia, for aid in driving baek the Afghans, and the Rueelans, in answer to this invitation, had embarked a force, upon the Vol- ga. This army reached the Caspian in July, 1722–the that time in history that the flag of the Muscovites had floated over the great Inland sea–but succor never reached the hapless He- enan, alahmud's sway cf less than three years–happily for the word, he died at the early age of 27–was e period of frightful cruelty and bloodshed in Jsraban. The length of the Afghan regime was clay eight years, but in that thne the heart of Ispahan had been so bruised that it was never healed.–Buffalo Express. Minard's Liniment Relieves Neuralgia 0-0.•••.••••••• NEW SLEEVES. 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The kimono line seems to have come to stay, anti it le probable that fir many emus to vome we shall have a. choice between inset sleeves and that Oriental line. Dulloe has an od4 sleeve suggesting the Empire. It has a bag -over cuff made to harmonize with a ZOWAYe skirt. Lanvin shows a traneparent barrel sleeve reaching to tee whist, but so cut as to show the bare arm lialf way to the elbow. Froelc Ornanlent. They're here, The panels swing free, And though weighted with jet Pella giants, (live a tantalizing glimpse of bright linings. RELIEF AT LAST I want to help you if yoa are suffer- ing from bleeding, itching, blind or protruding Piles. I can tell you how, in roue own home and without any- one's assistance, you can apply the best of all treatments. • plus TREATED AT NOW I promise to send you a FREE trial of the new absorption treatmeat, and references from your own locality if you will but write and ask. I assure you of immediate relief. Send no money, but tell others of this offer.' Address MRS, M. SUMMERS, Sox 8, Windsor, 'Ont. Why the Trail? In reply to a question, Mr. Ernest Thompson Beton has this to say in the December Guide to Nature: It would take eleven large volumes to •discuss the functions of a. quadru- ped's tail, It is commonly believed that the original ancestor of quadru- ped's was aquatic and used its tail for sculling oar; but since then it has taken countless different additional forma–in the giraffe and the elephant as a fly -flapper; in the South Ameri- can monkeys as a fifth hand; in the alligator as a flail; in tho skunk as warning to enemies, the same in the rattlesnake; in the flying squirrel as a helm for voiplaning; in the gray squirrel as a parachute to break a fall; in the porcupines as a dangerous weapon of offense; in the fore as a muffler for the feet in cold weather. In the eat its service is not very ob- vicious, but it seems to be used as directive mark when signaling one of its Mud from behindthat is achawea partly by the color pattern end part- ly by -the nervous twist or the tip. These are only a few of the uses whicli. occur to meand each illustrates anoth- er development of the tail. I would Add that in the beever it is used as a plungiug paddle ,in diving, as well as sigua sounder. – Minard's-Llniment Cures Burns, Etc. 0 LOW ACTING NERVES. --- Earthworms and Clams in No Dan- ger of the Btrenuons Life. The common earthworm has two aorta of nerves. One of these is a thread running lengthwise of the body between the plecea where head and tail would be if the creature had either, This nerve has only one use–to carry the eignal to ehorten Se when the worm, keeping under- ground by day, comas by night half- way out et ite bole and suepects, though he cannot eee, the early bird looking for breaafaet, whisk goes the signal along the nerve hread, one end of the body flattens out and locks fast in the burrow, an.c1 the rest pul:a tato safety. This sort of nerve carries a measage at the rate of a yard and a half a Gee- con.d, or about seventy timce more slowly than our own do. The other eort of nerve lakes care of the .erawling, Signaas along these nervea travel only an inch a seeohd. If our inner telegrams were emit as slowly'it would be a whole ininote from the time the pitcher threw the ball till the batter started to awing aei club at it. Yet, as the simpler creaturee go, the earthworm Is not especially. elugglieh. The fresh water eie.m, for inetance, gets word from one part of its -body to aeother at onle half the earth- wormae Tate. So it 'rs 2,400 times slow- er than a man.–Edwin Teeney Brew- ster in St. Nicholas. SATISFIED iii0THERS No other medicine gives as great • satisfaction to • mothers as does P,aby's Own Tablets, These • Tablets are equally good for the newborn babe or the growing child. They aro absolutely free from injurious drugs and cannot possibly do harm–alwayS good. Concerning them Mrs. Jos. Morneau. St. Pamphile, Que., writes: "1 llaVe used Baby's own Tablets and am well satisfied with them. and would use no other medicine for my little ones." The Tablets are sold by inedieine dealers or by ;nail at 25 cents- a box from The Dr, Williams Medicine Co., Brockville, Ont. • .• Waterton's olinib, 'The steeplejack's ability to Nest's IVA head and feet while working Oil fl "top," which is a ledge three telt wide between. ab3stes 1;00 feet deep, is a gift. Like the poet, the. eteeplejaek is born, not made. Charles Wareettm, the naturalist, had tbe gift, and weirld have adorned the profession–the on - Ty one into which men do not :Trite When on e visit to Rome, Waterton determined to rival the teats et the Italian clirnbere 'who yearly cealea the tionle Of St. Peter's end the pinnacles of the castle Of St. Angola, to illumi- nate their semmits en the feast of St. Peter. Eighty men used to climb the dorae of St. Peter's and the plunaelea the baldest tompleted the speetacle by crowning the cross 'With a waving toreh ot fire. inch nightet show was said, oat the average, to cost e man's life. Waterton ecaled the dente by daylight and left hie glove upon the vette–Los Angeles Titiaele heatietee13aggory% eitequered wooden handbag/a Wiestbats made -a V00100. 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Away in the wilds of the Tibertan border or in the Mongolian deserts, two months' journey front tivilization and hunclrees of miles from the near- est telegraph 'wire, the traveller will perchance hear of some momentous event in the outside world within an incredibly short while of its happening. How is it done? There is realty no mystery about it. Thi e rapid transmession of news is due to human., not siaperauxnan agency, It is the work of natives employed ita eourier servicee of eigher organization than we have over dreamed. ' China, that spacious land where dis- tance is measured by days, not miles, affords the best example. For al- though the means of communication by rail and telegraph Imee greatly de- veloped there of .late, the bulk of the interior is still virgin to these inven- tions of tile "foreign devil," and China still maintains 'wbat has been froml time immemorial tlie most wonderful courier servin in the world. - et is now mainly controlled by the Chinese postoffice, and the mileage of the courier Hew has recently reachecl. the stupendous figure of 136,000, or about five and a half ten,es the cir- cumference of the globe. By •road, river and track, radiating from the , . DRS! -SOPER 4: WHITE SPECIALISTS • Plies, Eczema, Asthma, Catarrh. 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Minard's where. . • - Liniment for sate eyery• Sepulchre of Broken Hearts, In the old Frauclecan church of the Holy Cross rises one of tho two monu- ments disdainful Florence condescend- ed give hergreatest poet, whose great- est honor lies In his gift to the world Ett ono splendid sweep of a pure and recreated Italian language–until his time halting and feeble–in that im- mortal masterpiece ot literature, the Divine. Commedia. This church might be well known as tbo Broken Hearts, instead of Saint Croce, for near Dante's eenotaph–his eilled ashes still rest in Ravenna–lies the body of that other terrific genius; Michelangelo, who, broken in spirit, died -gladly when the -city so dear to *his heart fell once more upon dark and tyrannous days, And Galileo is here: too, and Alferi, and Macchiaeelli, and many another, a brilliant train. Michelangelo's last work is in the nearby Church of San Lorenzo, in the mortuary chapel of the Medici–the great bouse which deigned to favor him with Re partenege or its enmity throughout his life. --National Geo- graphic Magazine. The Lover's Request. It was to be his last call, The stood on the Torch itt the moonlight. , "Ton aro determined?" he said flnallY. "1"ca, George, I think It Is for the best that Vt't, do not see eaeb, other again." "Do you love another?" 't do, George, 1 have promised itlY- he,get Ther was Tfinroald mroPtradeIt': silence George stepped back and drew from his pocket a revolver, ‘‘,.hIch glistened in the pale "George. George," shrieked the girl, "'What 'lo you intend to do?" she took hohand. 8. of his han. 71:11111..ot a great deal," replied Georg ealanly. "I have been calling on yott for the lash six months,- Evelyn, and have onlY exterminated about half the clogs in this neighborhood. i want Mt to take lids gun and give it to Updyk,e, Ile may Want to finish the rest of theta." Lighten the house keeping by serving a ready -cooked, ready -to -eat food that contains the max- imum of nutriment at low- est cost, and with the least tax on the digestion. Shred. clod Wheat Biscuit is the real autocrat of the break- fast table: ---the one cereal food that holds its own against all comers, with increasing nales every year. It is a boon to the busy housewife, a welcome relief to the jaded stomach that haa wrestled with meat and other heavy Winter foods. Try it for breakfast with milk or cream for Writhe= or dinner with ber. ries or other fruits. Mal in Canada.