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THE WINGHAM TIMES
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By J. Hartley Manners
A Comedy of Youth Founded by Mr, Manners on Hilt
Great Play of the Same Title --Illustrations
From Photographs of the Play
Copyright. 1913, by Dodd, Mead to otxtpany
wJ.'6e`ti aomeliov/ 6r'r chtlMl rEtingbts
1iU ;seemed to tun to home rule—to love
of Ireland and hatred of .Eugland—to
thinking all that was good ot Irish-
men and nil that was bad ot English-
men,
"Why .du ye bate the English so
much, father?" she asked O'Connell
once, looking up at him with a puzzled
look in her big blue eyes and the most,
adorable brogue coming fresh from
'her tongue,
"Why do ye hate them?" sbe re-
peated.
"I've good cause to, Peg, me darlin',"
-be answered, and a deep frown gather-
ed on his brow.
"Sure wasn't me mother b ngl1sb?"
Peg asked.
"She was."
"Then why do ye bate the Englisb?"
"It 'un take a long time to tell ye
• that, Peggy, Some clay l will. There's
many a reason why the Irish hate the
English, and many a good reason too.
But there's one why you and I should
bate them and bate them with all the
bittherness that's in us."
"And what is it?" said Peg curiously.
"I'll tell ye. When yer mother and
I were almost staarvin', and site !yin'
en a bed of sickness, she wrote to an
Englishman an' tasked hero to assist
her. An' this is the reply she got:
`Ye've made yer bed. Lie itt it.' That
was the answer sbe got the day be-
, fore you were born, and she died giv-
in.' ye life. And by the same token
• the man that wrote that shameful
rage to a dyin' woman was ber
own brother,
"Ser own brother, yer teflln' me?"
.asked Peg wrathfully.
"I am, Peg. Her own brother, I'm
•: tellin' ye."
"It's bad Inek that man'll have all
.his life!" said Peg fiercely. "To write
• me mother that—an' she (Vint! Faith
Pd like to see him some day—just
•..meet him—an' tela him"— She stoPPed,
her little fingers clinched into a minta-
ture fish
CHAPTER VIl6
For the Cause.
'CONNELL had changed very
much since the days of St. Ker -
nail's hill. As was foreshad-
owed earlier, hd.nu lunger urged
violence. Lie had come under the in-
fluence of the more temperate men of
the party and was cuutenl to win by
legislative means what Ireland bad
failed to acconlprlish wholly by sou•
tlic't. ultbougll no one recognized more
thoroughly than U•cuoeetll what u
• large part' the determined attitude er
the !fish party in resisting rite PAW,
,lisle lasts, depriving theta tat the right
•sof free speech and of taenia_ u,
spread light among the tg;uur:ult., hull
pinyed in wringing some measure ,er
reeugniliou and of totem:tee !Tom lite
English ministers
What cleansed O chetah more par•
tikularly wits the net ion tat a mina tat
se called "patriots" who taper:tied 1u
many parts of tnutudiet eat
ruining crops, nljorine peaa,)'twit
farmers tvha did not de thele eviditor
.and shooting at laudlenttls :Hui prom!
+,nent people euuueettt1 trite the 00 rerh
count
He avoided the pundIillity or tm
,DDrisonmeut again for the sake of l'egi.
What would befell her if be were tare
-en front her?
The eontitttai thought thnt preyed
upon tutu wits 11111E tar woobl nave
••Itothlne 10 IVO, • lxi ,rile 11 111- ^•,11
,sante 110 a , I. rte a •,1 1. 111 •,1,11(1
matte but lithe ,,.",tt•,t, ora,.1 +1:14'11 ne
"hada small slu•ptus ere w•ut:eel -pend It
)�i•.on Yer—n show! to keep her st'alrut or
1'0 ribbon to gide a Clea at "t 11011)1•11.1
^"`i tit^ c!!tl? titter OWt.1iys
'Her Nerves Were Se Bad
Thought She Would
Go Out a Her Mind.
Mrs. I7ollas l•;nox, 45 Harding FA., St.
• John, N.B., writes: "I sufered greatly
with my nerves, I ecoid rict elect) et
night, nor week, and the least little
• thing worked on my mind and i:ctl:escd
me. Last winter i thought 1 scold g.c
out of my mind, 7 wcuid south cut, etd
my tnothci really tl.euelit I seas tris g
. crrtzy with my ;:elect. It se res so emit ,e
I would hold my }:cod ata ctn. I tried
two doctors but they diel let do ire r': y
gdod, 7 thought 1 stc•tdd telt yctt ti .
to -day 1 ate perfectly 11red by t•sh g
three horns cf e.:111 usn'r, 33et,I; tt d
Nerve Pills', and 1 rev ecu a'ir•ft it -Beet
to all sufferer:: Prot, :istre •etct1'ct:o
you can tell evcryci,c that ti cy tee ,l.e
.tetly.tlsing thztt. did Ire any iecd,"
Million's I-Teart tit t' 'terve 1'i1I~• :se
fele per box or 3 tees:: ; r,'. a t t
dca1Mth or mailed direct ell tarot t rf
• }riee by 'rite T. itlill,tu•n. Co., I.indttti,
'pronto; Ont,
On greaoccasiott`a he would buy
her a new dress, and then Peg was
the proudest little child in the whole
of Ireland.
Every year on the anniversary of
her mother's death O'Conneil had a
mass said for the repose or Angela's
soul, and he would kneel beside Peg
through the service and he silent for
the rest of the day. One year he had
candles blessed by the archbishop lit
on Our Lady's altar, and he stayed lung
after the service was over. He seut
Peg home. But, although 1'e„ obeyed
him partially by leaving the church,
she kept watch outside until her fa•
titer come out He wits wiping his
eyes ria he saw her. He pretended to
be very angry.
"Didn't 1 tell ye to go home.?"
",Ye did, fattier."
"Then why didn't ye (they me?"
"Sure an' What would 1 be dein' at
nomte, all alone. without you? Dour
be cross with ate. fattier,"
He took her hand, and they walked
home in silence. He bed been crying,
and Peg could not understand It. She
turd never seen him do such a thing be-
fore, and it worried her. Jt did not
seem right that tt man should cry. It
seemed a weakness, and that her fa-
ther of all men should do•it, be who
was not afraid of anything or any, one,
was wholly unaccountable to her.
When they reached home Peg busied
herself about her father, trying to
make him comfortable, furtively watch-
ing him all the while. When she had
put him in an easy chair and brought
him his slippers and built tip the fire
she sat down on a little stool by his
side. After a long silence she stroked
the back of his band and then gave
him a little tug. He looked down at
her.
"What is it, Peg?"
'Was my mother very beautiful, fa-
ther?"
"The most beautiful woman that
ever lived in all the wnrrld, Peg."
"Sbe looks beautiful In the picture
ye have of her."
Prom the inside pocket of his coat
he drew out a little beautifully paint-
ed
ainted miniature. The frame had long
since been worn and frayed. O'Con-
nell looked at the face, and bis eyes
shone.
"The man that painted it couldn't
put the soul of her into it. That be
couldn't; not the soul of her."
"Am I like her at all, father?" asked
Peg wistfully.
"Sometimes' ye axe, dear, very like."
After a little pause Peg said:
aged
And no rt» Ixlng would make her car -
17 on
ar•17oil the disuussiva or t•uesider !ta
possibility. ,
it MW baraesed bite to thiole be had
eo little to leave her if anything bap
poled to him. The offer to go to Amer-
ica seemed providential. Her mother
was hurled there Re would take Peg
to her grave.
Peg grew very thoughtful at the ides#
of leaving Ireland. All her little iikeel
and dislikes, ber impoisive affection%
ova bet batred, were bound up In that
country. She dreaded the prospect of
meeting a number of new people.
Still, it was for tier father's good, so
she turned a brave face to it and said:
"Sure it is the finest thing In the
wurrid for both of us."
But the night before they left Ire-
land she sat by the little window in
ber bedroom until dayligbt looking
back through all the years of ber short
life. .
It seemed as if she were cutting oft
all that beautiful golden period. She
would never again know the free, care-
less happy-go-lucky, living from day
to day existence that sbe bad loved so
much,
it was a pale, wistful, tlred little
Peg that joined her father at break-
fast next morning.
His heart was heavy too. But he
laughed and joked and sang and said
haw glad they ought to be—going to
that wonderful new country and, by
the way, the country Peg was born In
tool And then he laughed again and
said how tine she looked and bow well
he felt and that it seemed as if it were
God's hand In it all.
And Peg pretended to cheer up, and
they acted tbeir parts right to the end
—until the last line of laud disappear-
ed and they were headed for Amet•ica.
Then they separated and went to their
little cabins to think of all that had
been. And every day they kept up the
little deception with ouch otber until
they reached America.
They were cbeerless days at first for
O'Connell. Everything reminded him
or his first landing twenty years he -
fore with his young wife—both so full
of hope, with the future stretching out
like come wonderful panorama before
them. He returns tweuty years older
to begin the fight again—this time for
his daughter.
His wife was buried in a little Cath-
olic cemetery a few miles outside New
York city. There he took Peg one day,
and they put flowers on the little
mound of earth and knelt awhile in
prayer. Beneath that earth lay not
only his wife's remains, but O'Con- I
nil's early hopes and ambitious were
buried with her.
Neither spoke either going to Or re.
turning from the cemetery. O'Con-
nell's heart was too full. Peg knew
what was passing through his mind
and sat with her hands folded in her
lap—silent. But ber little brain was
busy thinking back. •
Peg bad mach to think of during the
early days following her arrival in
New York, At drat the city awed ber
with its huge buildings and ceaseless
whirl of activity and noise. She lo',;;••
ed to be back in her own little green,
beautiful country.
O'Connell was away during those
first days until late at night
He found a school for Peg. She did
not want to go to it, hut just to please
ber father she agreed. She lasted in it
just one week. They laughed at ber
brogue and teased and tormented her
for her absolute lack or knowledge
reg put up with that just as long as
she could. Then one day she opened
Out on them and astonished them.
They could not have been more amaz-
ed had a bomb exploded in their
midst. The little, timid looking. open
eyed, Tittpn haired girl was a veritable
virago. Sbe attacked and belittled and
mimicked and berated them. They
had talked of her brogue! They should
listen to their own nasal utterances,
that sounded as if they were speaking
with their noses and' not with their
tongues! Even the teacher did not go
Unscathed. She came in for an on-
slaught too. That closed Peg's career
as a New York student, ,
Her father arranged his work so that
be could be with her at certain peri-
ods of the day find outlined her studies
from his own slender stock of knowl-
edge.
One wonderful day they had an ad-
dition to their small family. A little,
Wiry haired, scrubby, melancholy Irish
terrier followed O'Connell for miles.
He tried to drive him away. The dog
Would turn and run for a few seconds,
and the moment O'Connell would take
his eyes off him be wined run along
and catch him up and wag his over-
long tail and look up at O'Connell with
bis sad eyes. The dog followed him
all tate way home, and when O'Connell
opened the door he ran in. O'Connell
bad not the heart to turn him out, so
he poured out some milk and broke up
some dry biscuits for him and then
played With him until Peg came home.
She liked the little dog at once, and
then and there O'Connell adopted him
and gave hint to Peg. He said the
dog's faee had a look of Michael Quin
lan, the Fenian. So Michael be was
named, and he took his place in the
little bottle- He became l'eg's boon
conrtpaniott. They romped together
like children, and they talked to each
other and understood each other.
The days flowed quietly on, O'Con-
nell apparently satisfied with bis lot.
But to Peet sharp eye all seas not.
Well with him. There was a settled
melancholy about hite whenever site
sntprised biro thinking atone. She
thobght he was trotting for Ireland
Mid their happy days together and so
+§aid nothing.
He 'was really worrying over Peg's
future. He had such a etnall amount
of tnoaey put by, and working on a
salary it would be long before he
told tele^lfniz
"Ye loved her very much, father,
didn't ye?"
He nodded. "I loved her with all
the heart of me and all the strength of
me."
•Peg sat quiet for some minutes; then
she asked him a question very quietly
and hung in suspense on his answer:
"Do ye love me as much as ye loved
her, father?"
"It's different, Peg, quite, quite dif-
ferent"
"Why is it?' She waited.
He did not answer.
"Sure. love is love whether ye feel
it for a woman or a child," she per-
sisted.
O'Connell remained silent.
"Did ye love ber betther tban ye
love me, father? Her soul was in ber
great blue eyes as she waited excitedly
for the answer to that, to her, momen-
tous question.
"Why do ye ark me that?" said
O'Connell.
"Because f always feel a little sharp
pain right through my heart whenever
ye talk about me mother. Ye see, fa-
ther, I've thought all'theseyears that
I was the one ye really loved"--
"Ye're the only one I have in the
wnrrid, Peg"
"And ye don't love her memory bets
ther than ye do me?"
O'Connell put both of his arms
around her,
"Yer mother is with the stunts, I'eg,
and here are yon by me side. Sure
there's room in me heart for the mem-
ory of her.and the love of you."
She breathed a little sigh of aatis-
Mction and nestled on to her father's
shoulder. The little fit of childish jeal-
ousy of her dead mother's place lit her
father's heart passed.
She wanted no one to share her fa -
titer's affection with her, She gave him
all of tiers. She needed all Of itis.
When Peg was eighteen years old
and they were living In Dublin. O'Con-
nell was offered quite a good position
its New York. It appealed to hitt.
The addittoual money would maitre
things easier for Peg. She was almost
n Woman now. and be Wanted ber to
get the finishing touches of edueatioa
that would prepare her for a position
ill tile World if she met the man she
felt she could marry. Wht>ifeber he
would speak tat tttarrlage Peg would
Jonah svorufelly:
"Wile would I be Other niar.ryin',t'41
Bite Le knots'"! Where in the *mend
would 1 Nn e,,,mttn line vett?'
For 7 Years
%IS Troubled With Her Liver.
Mitt rex°s Lara-U,lvter Pills
CURED HER
Mrs. V. L. Hurst, 01 Symington Ave.,
Tort nte, Ont., writes: "1 leave been
troubled with my stomach and liver
for the - • :t seven years; also have had
co::etipation, causing headache, back-
athe anti dizzy spells, and T would almost
fall down. 1 tried all kinds of remedies
without obtaining any relief. I com-
menced using Milburn's Laxa-Liver Pills,
and they have cured me. I have recom-
mended them to many of my friends, and
they are all very much pleased with the
results they have obtained from their
use."
Milburn's Lasa -Liver Pills are the
original so be sure and get "Milburn's"
when. you ask for then;.
Price, 25e. a vial or 5 for $1.00, at all
dealers or mailed direct on receipt of
price by The T, Milburn Co,, Limited,
Toronto, Ont,
IIMMIew. re.
dent tit wry iter un for awhile 11
"anything happeued.' 'There was al-
ways that "if anything happened" run-
ning in his mind.
CHAPTER IX.
Peg's ,
NE day the chFutureance of solving the
whole difficulty of Peg's future
was placed in O'Conuell's
bands. But the means were so
distasteful to hint tient he hesitated
about even telling her.
He came iu uuespec'tedly in the early
afternoon of th4tt day and tuuuu a let-
ter waiting for Mut with au English
postmark. Peg had eyed it curiously
oft and on for hours. She had turned
It over and over in her tingere and
looked at the curious, angular writing
and felt a little cold shiver run up and
down her as she found herself wonder-
ing who could be writing to her father
from England.
When O'Connell walked in and pick-
ed the letter up she watched him ex-
citedly, She felt. for some strange rea-
son, that they were going; to reach a
crisis in their lives when the seal was
broken and the contents disclosed.
Superstition seas strong in Peg, and all
that day she had been nervous without
reason and excited without cause.
O'Connell read the letter through
twice, slowly the first time, quickly the
second. A look of bewilderment came
across his face as he sat down and
stared at the letter in his hand,
"Who is it from at all?" asked Peg
very quietly, though she was trembling
all through her body.
Ser father said nothing.
Presently he read it through again.
"It's from England, father, isn't it?"
queried Peg. pale as a ghost.
"Yes, Peg." answered her father, and
his voice sounded hollow and spirit-
less.
"I'didu't know ye had friends in Eng-
land," said Peg. eying the letter.
"I haven't" replied her father.
"Then who is it from?" insisted Peg,
now all impatience and with a strange
fear tugging at her heart.
O'Connell looked tip at her as she
stood there staring down at him, her
big eyes wide open and her lips part-
ed. ELe took both of her hands in one
of his and held them all crushed to-
gether for what seemed to Peg to be a
long, long while. She hardly breath-
ed. She knew something was going
to happen to them both.
At last O'Connell spoke, and his voice
trembled and broke:
"Peg, do ye remember one mornin',
years an' years ago, when I was go-
eg
in' to speak in County Mayo, an' we
started. in the cart at dawn, an' we
thraveled for miles an' miles, an' we
came to a great big crossin' where
the roads divided an' there was no
signpost, an' Zee asked each otber
which one we should take, an' we
couldn't make up our minds. an' I left
It to you, an' ye picked a road, an' it
brougbt us ont safe and thrne at the
Triespot we were makin' for? Do yon re -
The Wretchedness
of Constipation
Cuquickly be overcome by
CARTER'S LITTLE
LIVER PILL$
Purely vegetable
—Weedy and
gently on the
liver. Cute
Biliouenese,
Head-
ache,
Dived.
Hou„ and Indigeitioa, They' do their
Small Pill, Small Dues, Small Mee,
Genuine must bear Signature
"Pattiz 3 dq:father; 1 remember it
well. Ye called me yer tittle guide
and said y'e'd follow my road the rest
or yer life. An' it's many'e the laugh
we laid when I'd take ye wrung sonte-
tittet afterward." She paused. "Whet
nirtices ye think of that just now, fa•
titer?"
Ile did not answer,
"Is it nu account o' that lettber?" ehe
i,er'cisted
"It Is, Peg," Re spoke with difficul-
ty, stn It the words hurt him to speak.
"We've got to a great big crossin'
place again where tits roads branch
off, an' I don't know wi leb one to
take,"
"Are ye goin' to lave it to me again.
father?" said Peg.
-That's what I can't tanke up int•
;Hind about. dear. for it may be that
ye'il go down one road and nae dowt
the other."
"No, father,' i'eg Pried lalssionntel)
"that we won't. Whatever the road
we'll alcove' it together-"
• "I'lJ tbiuk it out by ineself. Vest
Lave me for awlttle-,-ago ee, 1 went 1,
think it out by Ineself—alne."
"if it's sepaettiun }•t'rt' 1hiukht' of
make up yer mind to Otte thin;;•-th:ti
I'll never lave yon. Never!"
• "Take Michael nut for a spell
come back in (tall an hair. tied in lit
meanwhile f'it bate It ail out is tat•
mind."
She bent clown and straightened the•
furrows in his forehead with the ieis
of iter fingers and kissed ilial nod Mee
whistled to the wistful ltlthat't.
His Other Sister, Mrs, Chichester.
together they went running down hitt
street toward the little patch tar green
where the children played and :unoug
whom Michael was it prime favorite.
Sitting, his head In his Mentis, hes
eyes staring into the past. O'Connell
was facing the second great tragedy
of his life.
While O'Connell sot there in that lit
tle room in New York trying to deviate
Peg's fate a roan who lied played
some considerable part iu O'Connell'-
life lay in a splendidly furnished room
in n mansion in the ;test end or Lon
don—dying.
Nathaniel E.ingsnortlt's twenty years
of loneliness and desolation were cum
Ing to an end, What an empty. arid
stretch of time those years seemed to
him as be feebly looked back on tht'm
After the tragedy of his sister's rock
less marriage he deserted public life
entirely and shut himself away to his
country house, except for a few weeks
its London occasionally when his tires
Mice was required an oue'ol' another tat
the boards of which he was a1 dime -tor
The Irish estate. wbieh brought ntauut
all his misfortuues, he disposed of nt
' a ridiculously low figure. Ile sold
he would accept any bid, how•in•4'r
small, so that he could sever ail tole
nection with the hated village.
From the day of Angela's elopement
he neither saw nor write to any mem
ber of his family.
1 Fits other sister, Urs. Chichester.
wrote to him front gime to time telling
lilm one time of the birth of t1 boy,
two years later of the advent of n
girl.
1 tCing, north did not answer any or
'her letters.
In 00 tray dismayed Airs Chiehee-
ter r•outhlued 10 write periotlk-tt1!y
She wrote Trim when tar sell Marie
trent to sellout nett also when he went
to eolltge. .tl:trig seemed to 0bsorh
most or her trite eet. 11 t• teas et'ialent
ly her e•avorI,c ehilit. She wrote louse
80110111 tat iter d.itt flier, ti:nett, uh,l
When she did hnppott to refer to :let
she on her tummy
,old Her ttrrtinipli, tlt"nts t -i;4' years
bet"ro Ott enveivil e tit hoop un,urult:
e:nut• t" liin0'tlt,tt111, and "n upattltt,:
It Ix totlnd n lout's from Itis 51509 tar
itn:atnt11)0 11011 with Ills lltelttitt•Hnl1"
nett. 10:0 Mt c'Itirbeetor ;mat cndett :t
lil'te or usetllttiess al Isle English oat
roti hall elicit, hlavittc r11e fattntly 41111e
c•ot; ntte tett• eft
tiingstturt(1 Neve:01,1tod 1:1-t vouch,
loaves awl left 1n>11t tletions tot a
suitniee %vlt;tl0 to lr seat to the to
floral But iia• <tltl nut attend U. nor
'Ilia he at ally time express the slight-
est wish tet set 1114 sister, tier did he
encourage ant' suggestion 011 het• part
to visit grim,
When be seas slriect'n with 3111 111•
Hess from wltliell he hope of rceuvicery
was held ,etit to Olin he at once began
to put uis aflailt4 tit order, awl itis
►awyer spout days with bim drawing
up statements et his lint wishtee, 'rot
the (Betio:ntlutt of hie fortune.
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to snatcli him from a life he had -en-
joyed so little his thoughts. colored
with the fancies or n tired, sick brain,
kept turning constantly to his dead
sister Angela.
From time to time down through the
years be bad a softened, gentle re-
membrance of her. When the news of
her death t.nme, furious and unrelent-
ing as he b:td been coward her, her
passing softened it. Had he known
in time be would hare insisted on nes
burial in the Kingsnorth vault, But
she had ah•eady been interred In New
York before the news of her death
reached Ulm.
The one bitter burred of his life had
been ngainst the man alto had taken
Ms sister iu marriage and in so doing
bad killed all possibility or liingsuot'tt
L
in his political! and soca:u
aspirations.
Ile beard vaguely of u daughter.
(le took no interest in the news.
Now, however, the remembrance of
his treatment of Augelu burnt into
him. IIs especially repented tar that
merciless cable, "lou have made your
lied; lie in it." It haunted glut through
the lung bours of his slow and painful
illuess. Had be helped her she alight
have been alive today, mei those bitter
reflections that ate into Ilint night cacti
day might trate been replaced by gen-
tler encs and so make his tad the Inure
peaceful.
He thought of Angela's child and
u•oudered if she were like his poor
dead sister. The wish to see the child
became an obsession with him.
One morning, after 0 restless. fever-
ish night, he sent for his lawyer and
told (tint to at once institute inquiries—
tind out if the t•hild was still living
and if su where.
This his lawyer did, He locatett
O'Connell in New Turk through a
trivial or his 111 the Irish patty and
round That rho child teas living wit12
111111 111 rattier pour rh'runtstanoes 111'
omoirnucated cite result tar tits itaqui•
ries to Khigsntrth that day a letter
etas sent 10 O'Cotiittdi asking tutu to
allow his child to visit tier dying un-
cle. O'Connell was to cable at ICiugs-
north's expense, uud if he would con-
sent the money for the expenses of
the journey would be cabled intim:di
ately. The girl was to start at once,
as stir. Eingsnorth Ma very little
longer to live.
When the letter had gone Eingsnorth
drew a breath of relief. He longed to
see the child. He would have to wait
impatiently for the reply. Perhaps the
man whom he had hated all his life
would refuse his request. If he did—
well, he would make some provision in
his will for her in memory of his dead
sister,
The nest day he altered his entire
will and made Uarguret O'Connell a
speciati legacy. Ten days tater a cable
Came:
t consent to my daughter's visiting you.
IMAMS OWEN O'CONNVELL,
The lawyer cabled at once, making
all arrangements through their bankers
In New York for Miss O'Connell's jour-
ney,
That night itingsnorth slept without
being disturbed. Be awoke refreshed
lu the morning. It was the first kindly
nctiuu he had done for many years.
How much had be robbed himself of
ail iris lire if by doing so little he was
rep:tad so muchl
o't'nnnell had a hard struggle with
Pea eefore she would consent to leave
him She met all his arguments with
counter arguments Nothing would
emote her for flours.
"Why should I go to a man 1 have
novel' seen and hate the name of?"
"lle's your uncle Peg."
"It's a fine antic' Ire's been to sue all
Inc Life And it a:a•t a grand way he
Throated the mortes when she was
ttafl'tn' "
"Ili: wawa to •ileum, tor ye
now, reg."
"I'll not go to him,"
"Now listen, dear; it's Little I'll have
to lave ye when I'm gone," pleaded
O'Connell.
"I'll not listen to any talk at alt
about yer goin'. Yer a great, strong.
healthy man—that's what ye are.
What are ye talktu' about? What's
got into yer bead about golu'?"'
"The time must come some day,
,
Pea."
"All right. We'll know how to face
it when it does. But we're not gain'
out all the way to meet It," said Peg
resolutely.
(TO Bit CONTINUED,)
Rare.
"Hare you any rare coins?" asked
the old fogy.
"Yes," replied tete grouch. "I have
a Jive dollar gold piece, tet my poet.et
right now.—Cinc•tnmttl Enquirer.
Made It Fit.
Indy 'fee:tter—who can inrike tl cen-
tence with the word "gruesome' Ih it?
Little SYiille--1 ertn. "'l'he man lt,tJ,-
ped shriving rind 'gruesome' whistlers."
—London 'fit •lilts.
One great do<•trine everywhere Me'ua-
ented among tni•'tt tri the t-• the t,"i' »ttj1
of cheerful perseverance.- euriyte,
Very engaging.
Aunt Anna—Your wife is a perfect
dear, William; she has such engaging
ways. Mr. Stubbs — Right you are,
aunt; she has engaged fully two dozen
different cooks in the last six months
to my certain knowledge. — Florida.
Times -Union.
Retreating In Disorder.
"Wbo was that tough looking chap t
saw you with today, Bichat"
"Be careful. Parker. That was my
twin brother."
"By Jove. old chop. forgive me! I
really oaght to hare kuuwn."—Kansas
City Times.
Ancient Silk.
A book published in Japan 1,OOtt
years ago notes that at that time good
silk was already produced in twenty -
ave erovinees of that eonntty.
A Different Reason.
"What bright eyes yon 'gavel" said
the visitor to nee -year -Ma Tommy.
"You must get plenty or sleep."
"Yes'tn." be answered. "My mam-
ma makes ate go 141 bed every ntgbt at
o'clock."
"That's to keep yon healthy," said
the visitor.
"No, 1t ain't." replied the youngster.
"It's so sbe Man mend my clothes." --St.
Louie obs-1Jemucrat.
Platinum.
Platinum Is dissolved by aqua regia.
a flextime of nitres and bydroehiorle
acids. .No aeid known to ebentlsts.
alone, will dissolve ibis metal, but these
two eonibined, in the proportion et one
volume or nitric and three of Hydro•
ehloritl, w111.—New York American
Safety First.
Dict i;urgiar--1 ain't ,galena rob no
poor lone woman, 1 aleft Mike 1'hief
--What's de matter/ Geotel' ,soft?
Bell Burglar—Soft, nettle'. Them lune
belple*tt wotneh'b de kind dot hair mile
ye and then sender you to Ital.—Phila.
lielpbda Ledger.
Prot Nleatfnt,
By tepttntttitlg tobacco duties the ear•
big with a ! vir tat teolutton ot eltric
sea tete frees *!Nieto, wbleb a auselt
IM "blast" to eliminated..y