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THE POISON
BEGIN HERE TO -DAY.
.A novelist, seeking nocturnal ad-
venture, waits in Grosvenor Square,
London. Perceiving a silent figure in
White standing motionless against a
railing, he investigates. He finds a
girl in evening dress and beside her a
span, The man declares he is a passer-
bywith
who wonders what, is wrong
the girl.
To every advance made by the two
men the girl replies, "Go away." Fin-
ally she says she has taken poison and
wants to die. The novelist asks the
strange man to hail a taxi to take the
girl to Middlesex Hospital. On the
way to the hospital the girl fights to
hunip from the cab. Calling at the
ospital early the following morning
the evriter finds the girl conscious. She
reproaches him for saving her life.
The nurse in charge explains that
the girl is recovering but says that my hotel an announcement in "The
she has had a very narrow escape
eeese
from death. The nurse asks the girl Times" to the effect that a. marriage
t: give her name and home address. had been arranged between Signor
The girl says she is Lady Grace Carlo Scarlati and ... became hys-
Tarset of 216 Grosvenor Square and terical and rushed to the door of Ma -
that her father is the Marquis of Gos= dame Bordat.
r"ryit, She says she has quarreled with She received me with perfect calm,
her lover, Carlo Scariati, pianist. The
novelist promises to bring Carlo back asking if I wanted a second lesson
to the girl. Calling at Scarlati's hotel, the same day? In a few mangled sen-
the novelist Learns that the pianist has tences I stated the object of my jour -
gone to the Hotel Superbe, Brussels. ney. She listened to me intently. Her
He calls at the home of Lady Grace silence frightened me, for it was essen-
and is grudgingly admitted to the sick tial to produce her in person; other-
room,.
ther-
room. where Lady Grace is slowly re- :vise Lady Grace would never believe.
covering health. Still, I waited, and she began to ask
The novelist follows Carlo to Hotel
Superbe, Brussels, and begs him to re- questions.
turn to his sweetheart. Scarlati says "LOU want me to return to him, to
be has been married for several years Monsieur Scarlati?" s„
to Jeanne Darbot w. He ego Jeanne "Yes. You see, you are his
-- r nes to itis "A"�sei?� �Q . lis>e pause, iYIa-'�
fixed for six weeks, hence, Treasurable
eXeitement was et!i riirg in the breast
of only one payer in this coritedy.
Perhaps, however, Lady Grace was
not as happy as she ought to have been
at shell, a season. She se•eemed. preoc-
cepied. Now and then I found he
Oyes . rotting upon with with a peculiar
expreeston. When we were alone sbe
would occasional:y heave a sigh. Once,
she even reuiarled that it would have
been bettor if I had ,elet her dire in
Grosvenor Square..
"But why?" -I asked. "I1aven't you
got your heart's: desire?"
"I suppose so," she replied
Nothing more wee said, but oui
companionship grew more continuous,
more intimate, more confidant. This
was assisted by the fact that Lady
Grace played tennis and golf with fere-
ocity, while Scarlati played the piano..
Meanwhile, in spite of letters and tele-
grams, Madame Scarlati was making
difficulties, suggesting that Scarlati
should come to her, It took me some
time to realize that the key to her
heart, was made of gold; I made Scar-
lati promise her 500 pounds on ar-
rival; she fixed her journey so as to
arrive on the eve of the wedding.
My tender friendship with Lady
Grace developed day by day. But .I
was net prepared fora fact which I
put down to natural excitement; on
ED GIRL the eve of the wedding Lady Grace
burst into tears, and rushed away
music mistress in the town. Carried from nine, refusing to speak. This was.
away by habit, I went to see her. She just before dinner. But she xeaover-
ed, as women do. Later on, as it was
a soft night, I -saw her with Scarlati.
make for the terrace which overlooks
the grounds of Goswyn House. I do
not suppose he enjoyed it, since he
knew What was going to happen. It
was agonizing, but I looked at my
watch: only five minutes to go. I went
was fine, as Scarlati had said. But her
hair was black, and her name, alas,
was Madame Bordat. I was in such a
state that I took an elementary lesson
in harmony and left the town.
It was in the train that my anemic
fancy began to play with this visit,
and that suddenly I saw the implica-
tion of the word Bordet. B -o -r -d -a t,
otherwise Darbot. Mademoiselle Dar- I meet Madame Scarlati who insisted
bot was concealed under the name of on counting the five hundred pounds.
Madame Bordat. And as for red hair At last I ushered her up the stairs,
or b'saek an �aai�venturer of my ex- then upon the terrace where the couple
perienee might have realized that the were standing looking up toward'the
tints of women's hair are somewhat moon.
fugitive: -I jumped out of the train at "Lady Grace," I murmured, and
a wayside station, -waited for four they turned round.
hours for the train. to Dreux, found at Jeanne! cried Scarlati. Then, on
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district of Chartres France the land dame Bordet said: "But I don't like'
of her birth, to hunt for her. hint."
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. "No more do I, but since you're
married to him, that doesn't :natter."
Chartres seems to be full of music "Quite so," said Madame Bordat.
mistresses, 1.nd not one of these is Once more she gave herself over to
called Darbot. - Inquiries at hotels, meditations which I did not like to
postoffice and police station, revealed interrupt. At last they took form.
no Darbots of any kind, musical or "How much does my husband earn'?"
otherwise. Then I decided to adver- she asked. "It must be something
tise, and enlivened the happy periods considerable."
of waiting by regular visits to the
cathedral; this was the only possible
amusement, together with sweet syr-
ups in cafes. If I had not received a
grateful letter from- Lady Grace, I
should have taken to liquor stronger
than sweet syrups.
My advertisements for music les-
sons yielded a number of replies, not
one signed Darbot. I realized that
Madame Scarlati, presumably revert'-
ing to the name of Darbot, might
have chosen another city, that
Chartres was perhaps not her home
town. Thus you will picture eine at
Chateaudun, at Chateauneuf, at Cha-
teau—I don't know what, raising
amazement everywhere by my passion-
ate interest in music mistresses. I
found some, snore and more of them,
Completely demoralized, I began to
call on them; some were red-haired,
and some were fine. But no Darbotl
At last, having spent a month. on
this nielancholy quest, writing daily
to Lady Grace to keep up my cour-
age, I arrived at Dreux, a small town,
where the hotel informed me, to ray
great relief, that there bias only one
Good taste and good health
demand sound _teeth and
sweet breath.
The use of Wrigley's chew
ing gum after every meal takes
care of this important item: of
personal hygiene in a delight.
ful, refreshing way—by clue
ing the teeth of food particles
and by helpingthe digestion.
The result Is a sweet breath that
shows care for arses self and core
sideration for others—both marks
of refinement. Ask for " Gala
moue' tio- 40---' (s,
"Oh, I hardly know. I hear that
on his last American tour, he made
over fifty thousand dollars in two
months."
Madame Bordaf got up solemnly,
and said: "I wonder if I have been un-
just. Perhaps you are right. I will
Iet bygones be bygones and return to
my husband's arms." Then, as if mov-
ed by an afterthought, she said: "You
will understand, Monsieur, that T am
relying on your word. You tell me
that you have a message from my hus-
band, but you do not bring even a let-
ter from hint. You ask ins to take an
expensive journey to England. I think
the journey should be paaid.#or."
"Oh, of course," I said.
"Also," Madame Scarlati went on
obstinately, "he ought to send me some
money to show that he is_ in earnest.
He has treated me very badly. He
must show he means this"
"How much?"
"I don't know. 'P'erhaps 5,000
francs."
"I'll wire this minute, and you'll
have -the money to -morrow morning."
I found myselfstrangely popular in
Lord Goswyn's house. Indeed. I found
the situation slightly altered. Scarlati
called daily and was allowed the so-
ciety of Lady Grace, but she seemed to
find equal pleasure ht mine. Her atti-
tude was touching; by degrees I be-
came her familiar friend, to whom, she
liked to talk of perils past and joys to
come. With Scarlati it was different;
he used to take me into corners, ravel
his hair, beg me to sayhow long this.
was going on, what was going to hap-
pen, and when I would produce his
wife. I was malicious "enough to re-
fuse information. As for the marquis,
he was pathetic; he confided to me
that his daughter must be crazy, and
so persistently asked me whether I
couldn't stop it that I became 'suspi-
cious, Indeed, one evening, when I
had dined there atone, he drank three
or four glasses of port, looked upon
me benevolently, and remarked: "Ab,
if only this hadn't happened! She
might have married an Englishman."
In other words, my position was un
s e loved, I was g
and who insisted the
girlIupon
being grateful; a man to whom X was
doing a good turn, and who was most
ur'igrateful; a father who was hinting
i a iris that I should do something I
wanted to do, but could. not. And still
1 dared do ng.thing. The wedding was
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Scarlati reeled against the coping.
a changed note: "Marguerite! what
are you doing here?"
"What's this?" screamed Lady
Grace, as Scarlati reeled against the
co ping.
Scarlati turned to me savagely:
"This is not my wife, It's her sister
Marguerite." .,
Madame Bordat giggled: "Yes, Car-
lo. I don't know where Jeanne is, but
I thought I'd get out of you a little
of the money you Owe to your, miser-
able wife."
Lady Grace gave a mufiied cry and
fell fainting into my arms. A little
later, when she had recovered, I mur-
mured: "And now, are you going to
kill yourself."
"Oh," she murmured, as she clung
to my arm: "I'm so happy."
"What!" I said. "Have you already
forgotten Carlo?"
`Don't mention him again," she said,
with a shudder. "I was only going
through with it because I had given
my word."
'I wonder," I asked, "whether you
prefer someone else?" She laughed
low, and that was all her reply. But,
about an hour later, just before we
went into the drawing -room, she asked
me to tali her thew
hole story, which
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The Habit of Accuracy.
'in some respects it is a. tiresome
habit, the habit of accuracy; it seems.
to preclude a sense of humor, or at
Ieast the faculty for humorous ex-
pression; it seems to imply literalness
of mind and lack of imagination. The
picturesque extravagances and absurd
exaggerations that often give color to
speech are not the characteristic
charm of people who have either a pas-
sion for accuracy or the habit of it.
If everyone were unfailingly accurate,
it would be a much duller world than
it is.
Nevertheless, the persons who mini-
mize the .importence of accuracy are
usually not those who get the most
satisfaction out 'of life. _ Even though
they do not descend to deliberate un-
trutbfuln:ess, to willful and conscious
misstatement of facts, they fail to win
the confidence of persons with whom
they are associated; and conscious-
ness of one's own brilliancy, if unac-
companied by the knowledge that one
I did. When I had finished, she looked has the confidence of others, is a bar -
up to me with wet eyes, and said: "It ren satisfaction.. Habitual inaccuracy
seenis silly, but I wonder if that wo- is simply one of the ways in which
man happened to tell you why her sis- laziness expresses itself; and to it
ter left Mr, Scarlati?" may be traced a good half of the trou-
"Because," I 'said solemnly, "he bre in the world. Many of the mise
made a noise eating his soup."
(The End.)
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Ecuador Pensions Teachers....
understandings, botchings, failures,
even tragedies, are due to habitual in-
e.ceuracy of observation,or of expres-
sion, or of memory.
Seeking to be accurate in any one
of those three respects will help you
Teachers who become permanently to gain accuracy in the other two. You
disabled after- twenty years' service cannot remember an incident quite ac -
in state secondary schools of Ecuador, curately if you did not observe it ac -
or who have reached the age of fifty- curately; when such an effort to re-
eve may retire with full pay, accord- member proves unsatisfactory, you are
ing to recent decree of the provisional likely to have your :eyes and wits
government. In the event of disability more alert for the next occurrence:
before completion of • twenty years' So too when you try to think of soes-
school service, a pension in proper- thing that you have seen or heard; it
tion
to the length of service is allowed. your language is inadequate,it is us
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!welly because, insteadof a clear out -
To of specific details, you have in
ebur Sunday quiet try a stroll' mind only a general impression.
in the business section of any large Training yourself to be aocurate
means training more than your eye or
hand or memory; it • means training
your will.
piceadi.ly Circus' was not built until
the beginning of the nineteenth cen-
tury.
The Vaniahing Zebra .
The zebra, the g tyty striped mem-
ber -of the horse Wally, is, without
doubt, the most beautiful of quadric
Keds;' but both limiters and naturalists
ciaian It 1e tst becoming extinct. it
is ioand, only in South Africa, in the
mouutalinous districts extending down
to Cape of Good Hope.'
They are wary little aulmal- and
never met) donor. ,.Auto the plains of
their own free' will, and never herd
with the quagga or Burehell's zebra --
the other members of their family.
They tuhabit the wildest, most seeluded
spots of the mountains; are always on
the :alert; always active; and because
of their fleetness of foot., it Is almost
impossible to get heat• them.
Burcheil's zebrale handsomely
striped, but the quagga had fewer
stripes. Its head and forequarters
ware covered with dark mahogany
stripes on a red -brown ground, These
gradually because fainter and disap-
peared entirely .on. the haunehos and
hind lege,.
]t was found on the plains, living
carelessly, sometimes In herds of
twenty or thirty, and although a social
and peaceable mienal it wee naver
found with its more elegant brothers.
It often ranged with the white-faced
gnu, but -more often with 'the ostrich,
Tor which it eeemns to have had a prey
terence. it was named "quagga" be'
cause its bray was a high, shrill sound
of which the word is a good lthltation
A quagga was alive in the LondonZeo
in. 1870, but it died In 1872 and after
its death it Is thought that they
ig
ceased to exist.
The: Hottentots ate the flesh of the
sdbra and quagga. The early Dutch
settlers did not like the•taste of their
fresh shotthgreat s butem. in g ee, t numbers
for food. for their native help, which
may be one reason for their disappear-
ance. They used there, .too, as se
n•
trice over their horses, They would
turn them out at -night, to graze -with
the hors•es,so that they might protect
them from wild dogs and hyenas
Whose ways they well understood, A
lone quagga 'often acted as sentinel
for the rest of his herd. Wheel he
caught the scent of a hunter,or a dale
germs animal, he gave the alarm. The
other quaggas would gather quickly
around him to see or smell the ap-
proaching dadnger, then like a flash
they Wouldturn and. vanish.
The hide of the quagga was used to
make sacks to hold grain, and the
thicker parts that covered the hocks
was greatly prized for themanufac-
ture of shpe soles.
-,.•allow Fields.
Winter wheat is fair to see
Green and trimly groomed,
But oh, it's fallow fields forme
Softly furred and plumed! . . .
But fallow fields, with mulleins warm
And ferns, andshaggy grass,
Drowse like thickfurred•animais
And let the season pass.
Marie Emilie Gilchrist, in "Wide
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if You Refuse-
-To be generous do not complain if
your money gives you no pleasure.
—To be tolerant 'do not complain if,
you are the victim of prejudices,
—To be open minded do not be sue -
prised if much Truth is closed to you.
-To be loyal do not be surprised if
some one else is at your desk some
morning..
—To be -faithful do not expect your
r to atone for clevernessit.
no
--To be consistent do not expect
your children to overlook it.
—To be patient you will lose many
fine prospects. .
Why It Was a Success.
"The wedding was a great success?
Who gave the bride away?
"No one—that's why the wedding
was such a success."
Had Whoppers.
A man was complaining to a friend
that his son was not getting on at his
violin lessons and that he thought he
was wasting money.
"Perhaps your boy has no ear far
music," said his friend.
"No ear be Wowed!" replied the
other. "Why, hy, his ears are as big es
saucerst" .
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When is the clutch "oust?" Many
1 drivers press down too far on the
I clutch pedal and tire themselves un
necessarily. The elutch is "out" when
the ammeter pointer drops back to in -
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A. BEST SULFA
OF 1678
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The fact that tc perfeot copy of the
first edition of John Bunyan's "Pi1-
grin's Progress" was sold the other
day in a London. atretion room for
$34.000 draws the attention of the
world to one or the roost remarkable
books ever written, says a writer iu,
Youth's Companion, Like aazother
the world's classics, "Don Quixote," it •
was written In a jail where the tinker -
preacher was confined for hisobstin-
ate resistanoe to the ecclesiastical
powers that were in England after the
leestoratlon. Bunyan wee ,e nian of
rather low social position, who had
very limited opportunities of educe,-
tion, and probably reed little outside
the 7:31ble and the religious and . politi-
cal tracts of the period. But he had
three great qualities 'to lead him to
literary success --a vivid and sensitive
imagination, a burning, passionate n-
terest in the things of which he 'wrote,
and an unpretentious, unaffected, use
of the hourelY, vigorous vernacular of
his tirno.
"Pilgrim's Progress" was a tremend-
ous success from the very first. With.
in a year two editions were published.
Before a decade bad passed at least
one hundred thousand copies had been
sold, When we consider what was the
population of England and Scotland in
the seventeenth century, and what
was the proportion of the people wlxo
could read or -who could afford to buy
books, that is the equivalent .of a sale
of a million copies to -day. How many
n in the s have been sold tvPo
centuries and a half since then we
dare not guess. The book has -been
translated into a snore of languages,
and probably, it the figures were
known, it would be found to be one
of the best sellersef 1326, as it was by
far the best seller of 1678. An -author
who aohieved such a smashing success
to -day would be made independently
wealthy. Bunyon got a few pounds for
his book and was satisfle. Not money,
but the saving of souls, was his ob-
ject.
There is no question that "Pilgrim's
Progress" is the greatest allegory ever
written. Not only that but the next
greatest, "The Holy War," was also
the work of Bunyan. Few books writ-
ten by the hand oi; man have ever de-
lighted, moved and influenced. for good
so many human beings. Few are so
distinguished for '.the directness, vi-
tality and austere dignity of their lit-
erary
iterary style. And yet the author was
only a poor, half-educated, persecuted
tinker turned pr'eac'her.- If any man
since the death of Christ has been In-
spired from above to write in a way
heyotid what his natural gifts would
lead us to' expect, John Bunyan was
that man. : -
There are on'l`y five perfect copes of
the first edition of "Pilgrim's Pro-
gress" known to be in existence. What
would John Bunyan think if he kue
that one of those little books had 80I
for $34,000? His vanity, if he had any,
would be gratified, perhaps, but he
would be much more happy to know
that to -day, thousands of men and
women were still reading his book
and finding in it pleasure, inspiration
and guldanoe toward the Christiau
life.
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Transplanted Ferns.
Fine forest race•
Of flowers, unblossom.ing,
Strong your loyalty,
In friendship, true;
For choice of habitat,
You claim far brookside haunts,
Massed banks, or forest pajths,
Where, remote, you grew;
'leaning your ,patterned' lace
Along a slope, a vale,
Or with the gray and friendly lichens,
O]r a bed of stone,
Watching your loved pines trace
Their shadows 'with your own:
There were you gathering
From dim sequestered depths
The cool green silence of the woods
The incense of the twilight glades
The tranquil living
Of the lifted trees
That each of your exquisite leaves,
Is symboling.
Soft. singing teens,
Transplanted •to the sunny porch,
Where children play
And friends may •bines,
Do you look -oft,
Aoross the valIey wide,
And wish
1'or those tree -shaded Mlle?
For home, and solitude;
Listening,
I hear within your stirring fronds,
A joyous melody,
The song bf happiness,
That all who serve
May sing.
--Sarah Wilson Middleton.
was pretty bad, the doctor came fee*
He Got Well.
A patient was shown into ilia doe-
tor's consulting room, and as business
ward with a welcoming smile. '"
"How do you do, Mi': Smith?" he e.„
said. "I must say yea ars looking
much better, Perhaps in future yoti
will have more faith in members of ray
profession?"
"Well, doctor," said the other, "Z
xeuat admit that I attribute my cure to
following tht directions pasted" on the
tntldieine botttes you gave me."
I "Olt, yes," said the doctor, tsniiliug,
° "Let 11x8 sea ---•what wexc they?"
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