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HomeMy WebLinkAboutExeter Advocate, 1906-3-1, Page 2�1 A4A+1:(+) + t4aX+0 ni#i1F4gidrsi0+3�E+ +0+11 CE #' +34-1 f+3 . Tit TUR OF SRNTLUGH. OR THE STEWARD'S SON wax+rot(+):tt+tf+3 #o+3a# -1+ + 3w#f# E+ E+0-4+xt+A+o+3i CHAPTER XXXVI. "Where is your wife?" Cyril's arms, which lead been held out to take- her to his heart, dropped to his side. "Where—is—my—what?" he exclaimed, gazing in profound amazement at the lovely face, which, though flushed with indignation, still conveyed a hidden and suppressed tenderness. "Your wife," Norah repeated, her lips quivering; "where is Beeea? Oh, how can you—a" she meant, "offer to take me in your arms," but said, instead, "'how can you come to me?" "Beccal Do you mean Recce South?" said Cyril, more and more amazed, "How on earth should I know?' What have 1 to do with Becoa South, or Becoa any one else?" 1"tirrah's breath came fast, and her eyes dilated. "Oh, how can you answer me so?" she said, piteously. "I know everything! It is useless to try and deceive me. It is wicked—cruel and wicked. Why have you come here?" and the lovely eyes grew dangerously limpid. Cyril put his hand to his head. No doubt at that xt ment he fancied he was dreaming, and that it was only a vision of Norah which stood before him, ask- ing -the moat extraordinary of conun- drums. "Norah," he said, desperately, "Norah, I don't know what you mean. I'm in a whirl. What are you doing here? Why, I've not seen her since the night of that confounded ball at Ferndale--" He stopped suddenly, for Norah had swayed slightly, and with a low cry, sank into the chair. fie sprang to her, but she put her hand out to keep him off. lie culled upon her name in a frenzy, anci as ;her eyes closed, he looked around for the bell. Not seeing it, he did, per- haps, the wisest thing he could do-- flung o-flung up the window and seizing a shell whet "ornamented" the table, flung it at the window opposite. Jack's Bead appeared promptly, with every expression of wrath upon his face. "Come over at once!" shouted Cyril, al,d t,elure Norah had succeeded in fight- ing sift the fainting fit, Jack Wesley was in tire' room, looking amazedly from one to the other. ""Well," he said, "what has happened? Lady Norah, are you ill? Cyril, are you mad? What have you been saying to ifer?" -`It's what she has been saying to me!" ri:totted Cyril, half demented. sesesF it ushed him qn t�e ; Ye - brought a glass ofwater hnagave it to h(.:r, and she opened her eyes and fixed them on him penitently, and then on Cyril, with an expression difficult to de- scribe, but full of tenderness and hope, asci a half -fearful joy. "Are you better, Lady Norah?" said Jack; "Don't pay any attention to him, T -- ., +,+case. Keep away, Cyril. Now, tell me aha; is the matter." Tllan Norah opened her lips and tru;gle(1 for words. "Ask him to tell me the—the truth," ache said, brokenly. "I can bear anything "cut this uncertainty. Ask him to tell mo tr it is true that he is married to Becca 'i~outh. " "There!" exclaimed Cyril; "that is what she asked me before you came in. Tell her, Jack—" "fold your tongue," said Jack Wes- ley, whose acute brain was beginning to get the drift of things. "Are you married. to the young person mentioned?" "Am I? Oh, great goodness, 1 shall gor mad," said Cyril. "Married to her! Yon • know; she must know, that I am not; that I would not marry any one but but one woman, if my life depended eafr rah 'ate' - If ttrerd bad not been that awful tra- gedy be -hind it, the situation would have bern almost farcical. But it was very serious to two of them, and Norah hid her face in her hands and began to cry. "Oh. what shall I do?" she moaned, bid with 'a cadence of joy and tlianks- giving. "Oh, how—how wicked I have bern!" This brought Creel cm his knees beside h r Instantly, and he dragged her hands tenderly from her face and looked up at her. all his soul in his eyes. ' "I'nerah, my darling, my darling!" he rr, lr truired, and a long string of .pas- si ,r: ite endearments. "What does it all meas;? Why have you treated me so— so c rueily? Why did you not answer my letters? Why did you tell Jack" --Jack had discreetly gone te,, examine a pic- ture on the wall, and kept his back turned upon the pair --"why did you tell Jack that you were no friend of mine, and --and let me believe that you wished to see no more of me? Oh, my darling, you have nearly broken my heart!" "Mine is—is quite broken," whimpered Norah, her hands grasping his arm with little spasmodic pressures. "Oh, Cyril, 1 thought, I believed, that you had de- serted me; that you were married." . "Deserted youl Married!" he repeated. "But why—why—why?" "Because you went away with her— with Becea " said Norah, in a Iow voice. "I went off with Becoa—poor little Berm South!" he echoed. "Great Hea- ven! wadi snacks you think so?" "They told me so at the station," sold Novell, inintly; "and—you were with her that night of the ball, and I saw you— ail, t saw you give her the ring—"' cart! uttered a groan of desperation, f kuowt 'tiles, I gave her the ring. 1 once gave it child a stick of toffee, and Bocce eves no more than a child, a—a nothing to me. I gave her that ring 1)e - cause she had found It, and she was un - ha abGit that among other things and 1 r•- thought it would console her--" "Anel- - and then you went away with- out a word----" "Without , a word? Why, Norah, I wrote to you; I sent you a letter by her; i couldn't help going,, I wrote and ex- plained it all, f begged and prayed you ,end the a weed—ilst ono word, Rut yzat( dtdtr"t. akar did you' when I' wrote from Brittany, Imploring you to tell me why you had cut me at the ball, Why didn't you write?" "I never got the letters, either of Usenet" said Norah, the tears running slowly down her ,face, "and I thought— oh, Cyril, how could I Help int—that-- that t?—that—that you wished to „break off, that you had thought better of it, aiid--" He puts his arms round her and strained her to him, and out short her broken attempts at explanation. "Thank Godl Thank God!" he ex- claimed. "And that is all! You are not angry with me tor anything? You --you love me still, Norah?" "I have always loved you;" she panted, under her breath. Jack had transferred his attentions to another picture; and the lovers had for- gotten him. "And '"you did not know why I had gone to Brittany?" "I didn't know, you had gone�there. I never received either letter,"said Norah. "Then then where are they?" de- manded Cyril, of no one in particular, Norah shook her head. Possibly she did not care very much. She had got her lover again and all in a moment joy had come back to her heart with him. She held him with that clinging grasp which only a woman knows the secret of, as if she feared some one would come and take him from her again; and her lovely eyes, full of subtle worship and tenderness, looked into his eager ones, "Where are they? And why did the people at the station tell you— Why, by George! they must have mistaken the emigrant . girl whose ticket I took for Becca," and in rapid sentences he told her of the incident. "Oh, that was so like you, dear!" she murmured. "But—but it was cruel that you should be punished; I mean I---" "Say both." "That both should be punished because you were kind to a poor,,lonely girl." "Yes," he responded, with something of his own bright,' light-hearted smile, "but it will be a lesson to me. I'll never help any woman under fifty again. But Norah, dearest,- tell me—the letters —what became of them?" Norah shook her head. "I do • not know; I cannot—" guess she was going to say, then stopped, :is Guildford Berton crossed her mind. "And—and what are you doingaere? Are you alone?" asked Cyril,,fn,.tee tone of one wile hassoenaage tions to ask ttirirue doesrei know which to put first. "Not alone, dearest? There is someone with you?" He touched her black dress. "I have heard of—of your loss, dear. If I had only been with youl I ate so sorry, Norah. I only heard of it five—ten min- utes ago, from Jack here*" Norah's eyes grew moist again, but she swept the tears away. "Yes, 1—I am alone," she said, looking down, and with a sudden sort of embar- rassment, and she gently began to draw her hands away from him, reluctantly, cliugingiy . "What is the matter?" he asked, quick to perceive that .something was wrong. "What is it, dearest?" At this juncture Jacked looked round. "I think I have intruded long enough,' he said; "I'11 take myself off. You can call if you want me. Don't break another window, Cyril." Norah held out her hand to him. "Will you not say that you forgive me, Mr. Wesley, . for my rudeness to you that night? she said, her big eyes turned on him so pleadingly that Jack's heart, which was of the very softest, melted in a moment. "I'd forgive you more than that, Lady Norah," he said; "and I understand now that the sting was meant for our young friend here rather than for me; and he got it. If you had seen him when I told hire— But there," he said, quickly, "all that Is -part of the past misunder- standing, Lady Norah." Norah looked up at him gravely, "You are as good as Cyril said," she murmured, softly. "But—but you must not call me Lady Norah." Jack stared at her. "I—I beg your ladyship's pardon; Lady Arrowdale, I suppose I ought to have said." "No," said Norah, "I am not Lady Any- thing, I am simply Norah Woodfern," It was a day of surprises, but this. statement, delivered in her calm,sweet voice, startled the two .men pretty con- siderably. Cyril got hold of her hands again, and; looked .up at her almost in a fright. Goddesses do not lose their senses, or else he might have thought— Jack was the first to speak. "What do you say, Lady Norah?" be said, gravely, for he saw that some- thing was coming. "It is true," she replied, looking -from. one to the other. "I am not Lady Norah, the daughter of the Earl of Arrowdale,. but the daughter of the: countess' com- panions Catherine." tier lips trembled, and She •lowered her eyes. "I'll—I'll try and tell you," she went on, bravely. "You—you must neither of you speak until I have finished, for my head," and she put her beautiful hand to her fore- head, "Is whirling.", Cyril holdingher hand,and ,Jack lean - in against the e window;with his arms folded, she told the story end produced cif certificates, Cyril could scarcely keep silent until she had concluded, then he broke out "It is false, Numb! It is a pure inven- tlonconcocted to suit some purpose of Guildford Berton's, Ile is a sooundrell" "He is 'a scoundrel, without doubt, said the grave voice of :lack Wesley. "But think his storyris true." "1 don't believe- . broke In Cyril. "In the !het place," went,' on 35011, very quietly and gently, "he would not have dared to concoct ft, 'much less to forge these copies, Ile Is too clever for that; You see, a lawyer's clerk could :satisfy himself ae to their gsnulfleness by jtist taking' a journey to Plymouth and these rabbits, other places, and examining the regIs- ters----,-" "Will* may kava been. tampered with," saki Cyril, Jack Wesley smiled. "1 tun sorry to dispel a delusion which has been of vast service to novelists; you can't 'tamper with registers nowa- days, They keep a correct copy at Somerset. IIonse." Cyril's face fell, - "No I. The story Is true, and as Lady -- Mean mean Miss Woodfern says, she is no lon----" "Wgerhich doesn't matter in the slight- est!" exclaimed Cyril, his face flushing. "As it happens, I have a story to tell—" He stopped suddenly to utter an exclamation, of surprise and pain, for Jack' had administered to him a de- cidedly sharp kick upon the ankle. "Eh? What?" Then, catching the expression of warning in Jack's eyes, he colored still more furiously, and changed the direction of his wards. "But. I won't trouble you with that now, dearest. What if it is true, .this—this revelation? It doesn't matter to you—nor me, Nor- ah?" "To me— no!" she smiled, through h( r tears. "And as for men, I'm—yes, don't be. angry, doarestl—1 am glade Doyou re- member our talk in the woods? Do you remember my saying that I wished you. weren't a peer's daughter—" "I remember every word," she answer- ed, shyly, her eyes dwelling upon him with as much of worsldp in them as a woman ever permits her eyes to reveal. "Well, then, I am happy now!" he' said, . brightly. "You see," and he laughed, "I'm so confoundedly proud—" Jack Wesley, with his back turned to them, grinned. "And I might ,. now -and then have thought that you had thrown yourself away, and that you regretted it, but now--„ "You can both revel in poverty tbec- ther," remarked Jack, blandly. "Ex -exactly," retorted Cyril, but with rather a guilty air;' "we can face the world hand in hand, and—" "Be happy ever afterwards," said Jack. "Don't mind him, dearest," said Cyril. "It is only his way; you'll get used to it. And 'now for a bit of good news. We shan't ' be so very poor, after all. Thanks to Jack, here, who pretends to be a bear, but is really as soft -as soft—" "As an imbecile," put in Jack, in a low voice. "I've got enough work to last for— for--" "Your life," growled Jack, knowing how very little more work would be done. Cyril laughed. "I can't get a word in," --he said. "But no matter. And now, dearest—" "And now what about Lady -I. beg pardon—Miss Norah's dinner?" put in Jack. "Would it be very wicked if I suggest that the committee adjourn to Cyril's favorite restaurant?" Cyril laughed. "Jack is always thinking of Phis din- rier; a. "Because he has nothing better -to think of, and no one to think for him," said Jack, with a touch of gravity and could it be?—envy. Norah smiled at them both. Irl "I will do anything you Wish," she said, so sweetly that Cyril had hard work to keep from kissing her straight before Jack. When she left them to put on her out- door things, Cyril exclaimed in a whis- per: "You stopped me in time, Jack! I was just going to tell her!" "You were. And would have upset the whole bag of tricks just as they were arranging themselves nicely." "But—but I shall have to tell her!" said Cyril, with a troubled frown. ' Jack thrust his hands in his pockets, and screwed up his mouth. "If you will take my advice, just for once, you will keep that bit of informa- tion until --well, until after you are mar- ried," he said. "Blurt out to her that you are the Earl of Arrowdale, and—well, you'll see what happens. Miss Norah 's as sweet— Look here, lad; for some inscrutable reason Providence has seen fit to bestow upon you an angel in the guise of a woman -hold; on a minutes- but angels have some pride, and if you tell her who and what you are, her pride may take alarm. Keep quiet for a little while longer, and thank heaven for its goodness to a young cub who doesn't deserve half such luck as to marry the best woman I have ever met!" Cyril grasped his hand in silent con- sent onsent as Norah entered the room. They went to the restaurant, and Cyril being, as Jack remarked, quite incapable. of ordering a decent dinner under the circumstances, undertook • the selection: They were happy, these three, two of them ecstatically so, and the third—who read the paper a great deal, aid pre- tended he could not hear their soft mur- mers—happy in their joy; and it came, to Cyril as a sudden shock when, abrupt- ly lowering the paper, Jack said, in a tone of earnest gravity, almost ap- proaching solemnity: "But where is this girl, Becoa South?" Cyril stared at him thoughtfully. a (To be continued). 4 HOW IT PANS OUT. In the composition of the new British House of Commons barristers are the most numerous class, there being 100 of them. Manufacturers come next, numbering 70: They are followed by 60 merchants, 45 ex -army ofiirers, 34 soli- citors, 29 olicitors,'29 journalists, 20 shipowners and shipbuilders, 19 authors, 10 mine own- ers, 10 doctors, and 10 breevers. Among the labor members are 13 ex -pit boys, ex -miners and ex -factory 'lads, 5 compositors, 4 carpenters, 3 grocers' as- sistants, 2 mechanics, 2 stone masons, 2 navies, and 2 railway guards, 1 newsboy, 1. blacksmith, and 1 agricultur- al laborer. Terre are nine bankers, S. stock brokers, and '12 farmers, GR1_,A`i' GAME , BU'tC:Iil!lll. Although h 53 years old Earl de Greg still ranks as the rests eta fame butch- er , len ilia;., game er In l.,ng d peplums � in ltF, world. He hes killed more game than any oth- er living sportsman-.-amotnited when computed to 810,00;1 head. comprised In the Piet were 11.,900 pheasnnl,s, g0,400 partridges, 45,500 grouse. 26,500 bares acrd as many rabbi la " .Yorlcshirr, ha Oleo shot 500 grog and on enoiher or `:..down 750 pbeas till. In rrn- rise and sunset, 1 -0 About the . Farm f , 4-+++++++++++++++++++,+*. A GOOD INVESTMENT. Last winter I decided to try alt incu- bator, believing that even with my flock of only 25 hens it would pay, writes Annie Hoffarth. It was rather diffieutt to decide on what make to purchase as I had but little money and none at all to waste on experimenting with unre- liable • machines. Advertisements and atalogues galore were studied and a machine to suit my purse and my re- quirements was found,. The mistake was made with filling It with eggs that had been chilled add consequently I got a very poor hatch. Counting the eggs at market price, and the cost of the oil used in hatching, the chicks cost as much to hatch as they could be sold for -when two months old. The neighbors, chaffed me good naturedly over the attempt, and asked to be shows; where the profit was to come in. My success in raising fine chicks with hens made me feel sure I could do as well with the good incubator purchased. - The next hatolh was good enough • to please the most exacting, but a con- siderable per cent. of the chicks were. lost from over -crowding in the brooder. The third hatch came off April 24. The thriftiest, finest Barred Plymouth Rook chicks from farm raised pure bred stock. Out of 74 one became puny and died, and, although I had to keep them in a small yard of less than 100 square feet until six weeks old, they grew aston- ishingly. This yard was moved twice, and when -my other chicks were sold off these were given their freedom; __they were fine, large and healthy. - By July 4 the cockerels averaged two pounds each and by August 5, 31 cf them weighed 83 pound s and were said to be the finest put on the local market that- season. I had no means of separ- ating tient from the pullets, and all were fed alike or they could have been easily made to tip the scales at 100 pounde with a more fattening food. They were never fed any sloppy food, but had a variety. Stale bread, moistened, cooked potatoes, rolled oats, millet, lftrfir corn, wheat, curds, ground peanuts mixed with the bread or potatoes and>ail the buttermilk and water they would drink. They would eat coarse sand the first thing in the morning and would con- sume a surprising amount of it during the entire day. Peanuts and milk seemed to take the place of meat for them, judging by the way they grew and thrived. The pullets began laying by the middle of October. To sum up the sum- mer's work, I consider my incubator and brooder the best investment I have made for many years. REARING CALVES ON SKIM MILK. A greathanar1Y people think a_ good calf cannot be raised on skim ;;bilk, says a correspondent.. For many years our elves were such long-haired, stunted �iittle things we were ashamed of them. But we kept on trying until we. had something to be proud of. After much reading and experimenting we have mastered the subject, and now raise fine, thrifty calves. After letting the calf suck for three days we put it in a pen by itself and let it get hungry. Then, with three pints of its' mother's milk we teach it to drink; this may necessitate two or three trials. A total of only four quarts and a pint is given .at first in three feeds. If the calf does not seem to be very strong we give four feeds, the last at bed time. It always gets new milk warm from the cow until it has a good start and is drinking well. This prac- tice continues for two weeks. At two weeks we begin to feed skim milk. A teaspoonful of flaxseed meal is mixed with :ma a teacupful of warm ;water and t• ad on the back of the stove a few ter; c as. This Is mixed with one quart Mien .nilk and one quart new milk, and f.','. three times .a -day, always at a temp. -Aura equal to blood heat. Now we have the calf taking two quarts three times a day. The new mil lc is then gradually . reduced, the sidm milk increased until at one month the calf is getting three quarts skim milk and one tablespoonful flaxseed meal three times a day. The milk must always be sweet. We never overfeed; if the calf does not drink its milk up clean at once we take away what is loft and give less next time until it has an appetite for throe quarts three times a day; never any more. Overfeeding on skim milk always stunts .a calf. Each calf is kept in a pen by itself. Since no two calves are alike we are very particular to give each his own'.ration according to his age. When 'each is a month old we begin to feed a little' hay and a •few oats or a little meal, thus keeping it growing thriftily. This method involves some trouble at times, but it pays. RATIONS FOR SWINE. The time of greatest fatality amon hogs is when theyare compelled to subg sist for any length- of time on the dry and most concentrated foods. When the hogs are turned into the autumn stub- ble flees to glean the dry concentrated food there obtained, If ever hog cholera er any other disease occurs, that is the time. It i5 not so much because . the germs of the disease are more prevalent then, at -because the hog is forced into a condition which makes him inose sus- ceptible to the germs of disease. No animal was ever intended to sub' sist alone on dry, concentrated foods. What, the hog needs along with concen- trated foods oncen-trated'foods is an occasional succulent ration, with the opportunity to provide flimwith clover, . rape, beets, artlehokes and silage, etc. There is no reason why he should be abandoned to 'the condi- tions which invite disease and death. "Neve 15 nota month of the year when au ocasional succulent ration could not be provided for the hog. This with pure water would enable him to resist and throw off the germs and disease always prevalent and sufficiently frequent to kill when subjected to conditions ihy'it- ing death. LIVE STOCK NCiI'1`'.S, Whoa the team is stet Inks,; from the. stable for several days, the grain portion of the .ration .should be reduced on?- thh'd, and the ostial ration not be gtn'ett. tintil 1\'bl.'k or eXoroisc deruarrds it, 411ST.THINK... v+.nnn..+Yf All Japan teas' are, adulterated, while 11 Ceylon Natural GREEN (��+��y�Tea is ABSOLUTELY U■:iEM Sold Only in Sealed Lead Packets at 40e, 50o and 60c per pound. 13y all Grocers. HIGHEST .WARD, ST. LOUIS, 1904. Give the poor fodder in the early part of the winter. Some straw, corn fodder and pea vines can be fed --at this time. When you come to the bright, early -cut ciover..lhay the grain ration may be les- sened if the sheep are its good flesh, otherwise it should be continued. 'inose who arrange in advance for the comfort of their poultry gain profitable egg •returns during the winker. That people do secure a profitable egg yield in some localities is an absolute cer- tainty. The supply of fresh laid eggs in the city markets every. winter has more than doubled in the last two years, and yet there are not one-fourth enough to sunnly the demand at good prices. As a rule, horses have done better in a cold stable well ventilated than in a finer looking building not so well aired. 'Indeed, a building may be made so tigbii with lumber, latheand plaster that in winter time, after a period of several days of zero weather, it becomes very cold --in fact, colder, than: one simply boarded up with: -a., single thickness of matched lumber. Beyond a certain limit, the more tight we make a build- ing to keep the outside air out, the colder we make the building. - THE CZAR'S TIMBER TREASURE. Few people who have not traveled about the Russian Empire can imagine ttow boundless is its wealth in. timber. "Wooden Russia" is the name applied to the vast forest areas of Russia in Europe, which cover nearly 5,000,000 acres, or 36 per cent. of the entire area of the country. In Russia houses built of any other material than wood are al most unknown outside the cities, and wood constitutes the principal fuel. The forest belt called the "Taiga," in Siberia, stretches in a aired line from the Urals to the Pacific for 4,000 miles, and is In. many parts 500 miles broad. All this Is the property of the Czar. COLOSSAL DOCK. By the end of 1907 the port of Ham- burg will possess the greatest floating dock in- the world. 'It is now under construction in the shipyard tif Messrs. J3lobm and Voss, at Hamburga and is to have' a:ti' a-ntorinem deation capaenty of 35,000 tons. Its length wi?t-Pier off• - iea t, so that the largest warships and meal Iiners will be able to sue it. The dock will be eventually towed to Brunshaueen on the Lower Elbe, where it can be uti- lized by the German fleet in case r. f war. The capacity of the largest float- ing dock at present in existence does not exceed 17,500 tons. PROMPT CURE. Jeans -"He isn't such a rabid socialist as he was." Clarke—"No, one of his relatives con- verted him." "How?" "Died and left him some money." 111 HE . above picture of the man andfish isthe trade- mark rademark of Scott's Emulsion, and is the synonym' for strength and purity, It is sold in almost all the civilized coun- tries of the globe. ". 11 the cod fish became extinct it would be a world-wide calam- ity, because the oil that comes from its liver surpasses all other fats in nourishing and life-giving Thirty ears ago properties. 3' the proprietors of Scott's Emul- sion foltnd .a way of ' preparing cod liver oil so that everyone can take it and; get the full value of the oil without the objectionable taste. 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In this way as many as a hundred in one day, in Elizabeth's time, were sent "back to the land," The begging license seems to work well enough abroad, where the row of atuhorized beggars is a familiar. sight outside every church, and .where the halt and maimed are seldom seen, anywhere else. The rise of the vagrant. in this country no doubt took place of-'. ter the destruction of the monasteries, clod before any other relief-givin- look 'tiiteic.,;place. Yet, after t magnificent -pi 1, we can sti ly r the monk of „� aicieve�aa�- times, "The friendshipof .-Makes us the friends of Kings." +} CURIOUS COSSACK CUSTOMS. Many queer customs and usages are prevalent' among the Cossacks of the Don. No man changes his clothing ons a Monday, If he did it is believed that ho would suffer from a severe skin die - ease. On Thursday no fat or flesh must; bc, picked or corned. If anyone neglect. ed this the meat would be full of worms in a fortnight. Wool is not spun on' a holiday, else the cattle will sicken and; die. A hen is always, given an uneven.; number of eggs to hatch, never an even' number. Bones len from a dinner at a1 funeral are thrown into the river, else; the dead will appear to the living fn; fearful shape; and at the same meal no; one dare cut bread—it must always be' broken. 4 MARRIAGE FIALURES; "Many a marriage turns out a fail-' tier,' said' the philosopher, "mainly be-! cause the winning ways of the sweet-; heart become the winning ways of thei wife." LEARNING A LESSON. Judge—You are charged with assault' and battery. What have you to say? i Prisoner—Nota word, yeronner. It( was sayin' too much got me into this, scrape. EXACTING. Irate Father --Jane, when are you go- ing to bring that young fellow to time?, Dutiful Daughter—La, pa, last night he stayed till 12 o'clock. "If I catoh your dog eating any of tn;i" chickens I'll shoot him," said the old' gentleman who keeps a hen house,' angrily, to his neighbor: "I don't care; said the neighbor. If be eats one of your chickens it won't be necessary for ' you to shoot him." Edwin—Shall we live with your pato ents • after WO are married? Anlelina-. --The question is, can we live without tl,F'm? The following paragraph is frorn n popular novel: "With one hand he held her head above the chilling waves. and with the other called loudly fur asrf ,t - t ,rlt'e1" like to go away for (lie res t et the. week, sir,' said the !trod hook. keeper, `"There is. no need for dc theta' roofed the ern 1 you to A oyei, stay. here tend the, rest of the week well toyotr.' notes Ilei -h -..\\'hat kind of a Inteband would you really• advise me to'nlarry? Cell ('d advisee yen to 'leave the hue :none, arid get 8 ;vire In men. "Wile vans' hiislrarrd ' litekv during tbx nuI r'w'r tnr'eEitrt'?" ''\ s,'' ,,.,,,,,,,q qtr'.. 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