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Love Came Too Late; OR A MAN'S FALSE HEART. r in the course r,f n day or more at the furthest. 1 answered by telegram, tel- ling him to come at once." "Then Mr. Rockledge will start for house immediately?" queried Alice, eag- erly, tears of delight falling from her face. "I presume so," replied the doctor. "That dispatch from me will mystify him; he will readily surmise that some- thing out of the usual order of events has transpired, and stain without much delay, I assure you." "You are the only one to whom 1 can look or ask advice frum, doctor," said Alice, in a troubled voice. "Ask of me what you will, my dear girl, and 1 will advise you to the best of my ability. I surmise. however, that 1t Is regarding hbusehold nutters." "You are right, air," answered Alice; and, after a moment's pause, she went on: "Having fled, that is quite proof positive that' she does not Intend to re- turn, at present, at least, to Linden Hall." "The best of proof,' declared the doc- tor, laconically. "Now, the question is, what ought to be done with the retinue of new sere ;vents whom she has lnstallecit here, doctor?" "1 should discharge them at once, and Ret the old ones back, if you know where to find them, the old housekcep- era, Mrs. Sheldon, especially." "I will do so," said Alice. "She is to come to -day after a few of her things that she did not take away with her; but, doctor, might they not all be turn- ed out of the house at any moment by the woman who now owns it? Surely she has not gone away and given up —Linden Hall." "The next move that she will make will be to dispose of it," said the doc- tor. "That could not be consummated it a week, or even a fortnight, probab- ly. Remain where you are, with all the old family retainers gathered about you, until that time arrives. And re- menaber, Miss Alice, you never can tell what a day nor an hour may bring forth. 1 should not permit the King of England to remove Huy patient, 111 as he is. from Linden Hall for the present, depend upon that. The next ten days w111 tell the story whether Richard Bar- low, your good uncle, will live or dle. 13e a brave girl, Miss Alice," he added, quickly, seeing the girl's lips begin to qui\er. "Remember you have a great work hefore you; caring for your uncle; bringing him, with your careful nurs- ing, from death to life, as It were; and being here to welcome the tittle truant runaway when she sets her face toward home, which little Corine will do, sooner or later." "Your words give me courage and strength, doctor, said Alice, smiling faintly up into his good-humored and kindly face. As she turned and glided quietly away, the doctor wondered how it was that he had never before discovered what a sweet and genial girl Alice Warren was arc This. Those few simple words: "1 have no one but you to look to, doctor," had sent a strange thrill through his bachelor heart, and all the rest of the day he found himself thinking of the tender eyes and noble face of Alice Worrell. "It would be a thousand pities for a girl hke that to be thrown upon the world by her uncle's death: or, in fact, Through any nutshap. By George, she shnn'll•' he ejaculated. bringing his clenched fist down upon his ample knee with a resounding blow. "She shan't if I can help It. 111 ask tier to be Mrs. Dr. Robinson, first-thoughi always did say that i would not marry the best woman that ever stepped In shoe leather. But sweet Alice is trelter than the best. that Is my only excuse. Alice cannot be more than twenty, while 1 am thirty- nine, Well. young girls have not stood back for a little difference like That in the matter of a man's age before now. "1 always fancied elle admired John Rockledge; but, pshnw! why not know my fete ere he returns. She did not say: '1'11 watt until John Rockledge re- turns to ask his advice;' she salrl: '1 have no one in the world to ass: a.h ice of but you, doctor.'" CHAPTER XXXXVI. Yes, the woman wttom Richard Bar- low had been so madly infatuated with as to snake her his wife had fled from him; there was no doubt of that; but she had not left one line for hits—no message whatever behind her. Alice flew in haste down through the grounds, hoping, praying, she might be in time to intercept them; but it was all In vain; her mission was useless. She dared not go to her uncle with the terrible news, for it would surely kill him, and her heart bled for him with the profoundest pity when she heard him calling for Estelle as she crept back into the house again, and past the door of the sick -room. She had felt that she could not en- dure standing by the bedside and hear- ing his wistful voice calling on Estelle, but she realized that there was now no one else to minister to hint save herself, and she must overcome by sheer will force any nervousness she might ex- perience. Alice went quietly up to the couch, but instead of finding her uncle in the delirium in whtch the excitement at - lending upon his wedding had left him, She found him calm, except for the eag- erness in which he called, again and again: "Estelle!" "It is I, Alice, uncle," murmured the girl, laying a cooling hand on hie burn - Ing forehead; and then the girl utter- ed the first wilful falsehood those pure Ups had ever known when she added, tremulously: "1—I think Estelle, I — I beg your pardon, uncle—Mrs. Barlow— must be sleeping: she is tired out watch- ing over you and has sought much- needed rest, I ant sure; If so, i would advise not disturbing her at present; you shall not be left alone, uncle dear; 1 am with you, and will stay by your ,couch as long as it pleases you to have me do so." The sick man sighed wearily, mur- muring: "You are very good, Alice, my dear child; but you are not Estelle, my fair young wife, whom 1 love so well that f can illy hear her out of my sight dur- ing my waking hours." and she could honey she heard him say -e Ing: "11 you writ know the truth, It was your prospective fortune, and not you, that 1 was enamoured with, Corine. Be sensible and go beck to linden Hell. It is a thoustand pities that you ever left there." Go back to linden Hall after she had written that letter to her father and Alice! Never! never! never! She would die first, she moaned, rocking herself to and fro. She took no heed of time. The morn- ing ripened into full noon, and the af- ternoon slowly waned, giving place at last to the dusk of evening. Looking up, she saw the stars come out tilnwly, one by one, in the Hue - arched dome above her, telling her how many hours she had been lying there, surely the most pitiful object that the night slurs had ever shone on. She would have laid there for tin in- definite period of time, for neither hung- er nor thirst had as yet corse to her, had not a deep, rich voice close beside her startled her by saying: "Great (leaven, what Is this! A wo- man—no a young girl, lying by the roadside! Are you ill, or have you had an accident? What are you doing here, my good girl?' Corine glanced up like one dozed, and round standing before her a young man dressed in a farmer's garb. The idea crossed her dull brain that she must not betray her identity. The face into which she gazed was kind, bluff though the man's manner was. "1-1—mel with an accident," she mur- mured, praying }leaven to forgive the words she uttered. "1 must have stum- bled and--and—have been lying here ever since," "You attempted to walk to the rail- way station from here!" exclaimed the man, in consternation. "Why, it is many a mile! You are going directly away from it, judging by the way i find you. 1 am a farmer. 1 am on my way to market. See, my wagon stands out there in the road. 1f you don't mind, 1'11 give you a lift as far as the station, being as I pass that way." It was in Corine's mind to thank him and refuse his kindly offer. Perhaps he read her thoughts aright, for he said: "1 shall not Inky no for an answer, 1 say, so come along, Hila." It was by the greateet effort that Co - rine dragged herself to where the far- mer's wagon stood, for she found that she was much weaker than she had im- agined. As If realizing that, he suddenly seiz- ed her in his strong arms. as though eho had been a little child, and deposited her on the seat beside him. They haul not gone a toile when he sew how white she looked, as though Only the close clasping of Alice's hands and the twitching of the girl's lips showed how keenly his words hurl her. "Still, she needs rest," he went on, wearily; "1 roust give her rest; youthful vitality is soon exhausted under great pressure, and Estelle has been attend- ing me night and day, without taking time for food or rest. bless her." Alice laved her hands in cooling water and laid them on his burning brow, ruurmuring quiet words to him until, much to her great relief, he dropped off into slumber, but even then the name of Estelle was ever on his lips. Alice was thankful beyond words that the doctor carne just then, and noting that her uncle still slumbered pearetul- ly, she beckoned him into an adjoining room , and, with tears rolling down her pale cheeks end her sweet voice quivering with emotion, narrated just what had taken place. "Great God!" exclaimed the doctor, in his bluff fashion. "What you tell me astounds roe, Miss Aline. Are you sure there is no mistake? Come, we will make a thorough search of the house and grounds together without alarming the eervnnts." It was a fruitleee mission, as Alice knew it would be, for the young wo- ven!' her uncle lied wedded had vnnlshed; yet. to satisfy hum, she went with him while he made his search. "Shall we try to pursue and overtake thein, doctor?" she asked, earnestly. "\ly dear young lady," he said, lay- ing a hand on her shoulder; "a woman who has so little effeclion and respect kr a man as to leave hirn in company with a lover should not be brought Melt into the home they would will. hilly deeec'rate: n man is a thousand limes better off without euch a wife. l assure you. There arc some grand old words which express the feeling, and they are these: *Ani I tried that 1 should cherish That which hears such bitter fruit? 1 will plunk it from ray bosom Though my heart be at the root." "she is not worth one regret. We must !gong your uncle, to time, to see the matt• -r in lint light." Ile looked very troubled. however, as he uttered ter, it seemed to her That she she'd(' the word:, and Alice knew iiel the snnu go road will' horror. thought which had weighed so (heavily She freely flew from lite spot where an her mind \vas troubling the doctor— he stand, not knowing. not caring. w u.lhrr or not this fair, false woman, Whh•h way her feet turned. who nils all of It I .1 •el lb Ilow's earth- On and on she wen! unlit her strength h feedessiuns would turn him out of lits hence, penniless, to die in the coun- ty nun house. "I here is rniich to he thankful for;" Said the doctor. turning the ennvcrsation Into another nett quite tie interesting a thanne;, "arid that is, if \Mrs. Harlow bas fiat! with Ihnt hnmdsonle scoundrel Forrester. why, this same Forrester can• pot have gone n"tuv with your little cousin, Cornu'- Perhaps the girl shall• Pirie that statement. that she haul gone wrilh him, to thr)uw pursuers off the Oral k. Yet' can see for yourself that it (s quite Impossible for n roan to elope with heel different women et one and the tiara,• trine. 1 ani noel more intere.ted in following the movements of the de - teethes who are searching for pretty, mndrnp ('Grine. We nnrst keep every• thing away from your 'n•le for the pre. dont, Miss Alice, or it would prove fa - "Py the way, I have news for you,' Se added. "I tredve(' a letter this morning from our good friend, John forth* made no demur. Indeed, It was of little use to oppose such kindly In- terest In her welfare, so she aocepted the offer with a few murmured words of thanks. "Is she a friend of yours, Joel?" asked the farmer's wife of Corine's protector, and he had barely time to whisper to her the circumstances as they had oc- curred ere the train pulled out of the elution. The farmer's wife, after the diplomacy of womankind, soon discovered from talking with Corine, that she had no particular business which was calling her to New f'or'k, and she grew greatly troubled over the beautiful charge who had been thrust upon her cure so un- ceremoniously. The good wornan had a haunting pre- sentiment that the journey would not come to a peaceful ending for the girl, for as the train rushed along through the darkness of the night, Corine began to grow feverish, if not hysterical. Sho drew from the girl, little by little, that she had just had a terrible sorrow and that a handsome, false lover had been connected with It. Further than this she would not say, more than to add that she was going to the farthest ends of the earth from those who had known and loved her, to live down her great sorrow. "Have you a mother. my dear?" asked the good farmer's wife. The girl shook her golden curls drear- ily, "No,' she murmured, with quivering lips. "Had my mother lived I would not have been the madcap that I turned out to be," She could not be induced to utter an• other word. (To be Continued.) AS HEALTHFUL AS IT 18 G00© 11 its LAD CEYLON GREEN TEA not adulterated In any shape or forma and as Crooets. because pure is healthful. Lead Packets only. 400. 1100 and sb par W. At IIIGUEST AWARD ST. LOUIS, teat, DIE WITH SEALED LIPS SERV ICES STOPPED BY MOIL. Unemployed In Melbourne invade Church Building. A disgraceful scene occurred in the Scots' Church, Melbourne, Australia, on a recent Sunday, when the labor lean- er, "Toni" Munn, led a crowd of un- employed into the building during the services. The mob attempted to carry a red Stag into the building, but was restrain- ed. Mr. Mann was then informed that scuts had been reserved for his follow- ers, but when he saw that they were at the back of the church, he called out, "Coyne up to the front, comrades!" and the "comrades" tramped up to the front. When the Bev. Dr. Marshall began his sermon the disturbance broke out. He was constantly interrupted with cries of "rot." One of the leaders of the unemployed stood up and shouted: "Christ said, 'Sell all that ye have and CRIMINALS TAKE. SECRETS TO THE GRAVE. Remarkable Slow Many Persons Meet Their Doom With Some Secret Unspoken. At Newcastle, England, a few months since there was executed a man who preserved to the last the secret of his identity. No one knows really who he was. He was arrested for the murder of a man in a lodging -house, and there was not the slightest doubt of his guilt. He gave the name of Perkins—a false name—and refused to give any other information respecting himself, declar- ing that he did not wish to bring dis- grace on his relations, or that they should dream what had become of him. In spite of a supposed identification by one of the prison officials, his origin still remains a secret. So the mysterious prisoner was hanged and buried in the prison lime -strewn grave. and the world will never who suffered in him. 11 may be that there are those who knew and loved him somewhere waiting still for the return to them of that man lying dead beneath the hard prison flags. STRANGE AGONY AD. 'MAKING THE BEST OF IT when the police hunted hire down to be in possession of a child *l fiiitwassms- ung- ster uhout six years of age. pected that the lad, of whom \\illianus had always appeared fond and proud. was not a child of his. and the wret{•tu' 1 man admitted the fact after his ber1- lence. But who the Sud was tie refused to say, nor would he offer the slight_sl clue that might lead to any discovery beyond the fact that the boy belonged to well-to-do parents in a good position. With that statement Williams stopped. and nothing more could be extorle.l from hint. lie died carrying his secret to the grave, refusing even to divulge it when the lad was brought to him the day before his execution, when he took him In his arms, kissing him and wetting his face with his tears. A few hours later the gallows had silenced for ever the only tongue that could have told who that lad was. What was the secret which Mrs. T'ear- cey carried with her unspoken? She was condemned to death in 1890 for the murder of Mrs. Hogg and her infant child at Kentish town. Having inveigled her victim with her little girl to her rooms, she murdered them, and then wheeling the bodies in a bessinette under cover of night to Hampstead, cast she was going to faint, give to the poor'!" them into a ditch, and, returning horse, "Are you hungry?" he asked, hlintln At this the mob cheered wildly, and resumed her ordinary work, denying all turning and looking the girl squarely in when the uproar had snhsided, Dr. knowledge of the sought -for persons. the face. Marshall stopped the service and went Condemned to death, Mrs. Pearcey's "1—i—nm burning with thirst!" mor- into the vestry. The regular church- only anxiety appeared to be to oebtt'in inured (serine, with quivering lips and goers left the building, but the intrad- the Insertion of the following efollowi in ©b tMhe a - the tears ready to start again from her ars remained, passing ribald remarks ordinary advertisement blue eyes. ret the people as they walked down the newspapers : "There's an old primp and a drinking aisle. After n while three cheers were "M, E. C. P. Last wish of M. E. W.. trough a little piece further on," he said given for social revolution. The crowd Have not betrayed." left Sho building and held a meeting outside. • TRY RUSSIAN METHODS. ilome rel German Deputy and Ibis Desk in Reichstag Ransacked. ceidirfru xxxvig But to rr turn to our little heroine, Co - rine, dear render. As the girl turned from Gellert For- rester. Feeing him IIS he was, nn idol Willed to clay. a merciless money loin - "When we get there, which will be in a very few moments, you shell slake your thirst. and it is the coolest, clearest water 10 he had for miles around. in the meantime, you shall try some of my fruit. I was a chump. I'll be hound, for not thinking of offering it to you be- fore. Come now, anis, eat your fill," he added, setting before her some lusci• ons plums anct grapes. "Fruit will be good for you. One minute you are pale, and the next burning with fever; you'll find them cool and inviting to the taste." This was indeed true. They tasted like veritable nectar. Corine did not know until then how hungry and faint she was. They revived her wonderfully, put new life into her veins. and new blood bounding to her heart. "You are a .stranger hereabouts." he ventured, after a few moments of thoughtful silence. "Yes,- assented Corine. timidly, hop• ing he would not ask her name nor whence she enure. for it was hard to find an evasive answer with those hon- est, keen eyes :;'arching her face. "Do you know, at first 1 thought you might be victim of footpads," tie said thoughtfully. "Why, it Ls not so long ago that they knocked down a market wonnit'u \•ho was coming back from town and robbed her of all the proceeds of her lahors, I found her sitting domed by the roadside. 1 had to advance her money enough to gel her 10 her home. 1 was about to add, if anything of that kind happened to you, do not be afraid to tell me so. and I will help you gel to where you are going ---to New fork. \Ve are pit liere In help each ether all we can. amd 1 ani going to do the share of good tthet is allotted to roc. You can gamier on that fart. miss." "You are more man kind to me. n to- tal stronger, sir. mid 1 thank you for it from the bellow of my (heart. 1 assure you 1 nun not in need of money. See!" end she produced from her pocket a well -fillet purse which her frillier had left rel the farmhouse for her when he lied left her there. "'Flint Certainly doec sol appear es "lust von !rated ilial deg'.' left her, and she sank do\ awed pink clover and the nodding wild' has been killed for !midi less." he said, rrynu see. 'vs demi.'' hr'alh. I. to that very earnestly. ---� r murder him? \Virile lie confessed the dog's 1eturn, He offered n reward dr Percy John. Lamson could be induced Seo for it. His friends were anra-,ecl. to make no statement either one way or "I thought." said a friend to him, the other as to the fernier niy-Ierious death. A MAN N:\\IED \\ 1LI,IA\IS, who was convicted and executed for the murder of n tailor in n .ceapert lrwn sante years hick. was found at the tirrue Herr Eizberger, a member of the Ger- man Reichstag who 'has made himself obnoxious to the authorities as an ex- poser of colonial abuses in Africa, is t.eing treated with scant consideration by the police. His apartments in Berlin have been s,•rched for papers and do- cuments which would enable the author- ities 10 see from whom he obtained his information, and his desk in the Reich- stag has also been rummaged with a lie \iclim of Dr. Palmer, the Rugeley similar object. From both places quite a number of documents have been taken. murderer? Palmer was found guilty I Herr Erzherger claims immunity from having murdered Cook with strych- nine, but. there was grave doubt as to the actual poison used. and Palmer was urged to confess it. Ile obstinately re- fused, "Cook did not die of strychnine," was all that he would say. '1'o the question, "Of what, then, did Ire die?" he closed his lips firmly, shook his head, and made no answer. The secret could be of no use to him, but its knowledge might be of use to Society. Palmer pre- ferred to keep his mouth shut. 'l'he advertisement was duly inserted by her solicitor, who made her a most solemn promise to that effect at their last interview in Newgate. Who was "M. E. C. P.." and what was the secret tint the somewhat pretty woman with the fair hair, grey eyes, and little, though firm, mouth, would not betray? Poisoners are usually persons of peculiar reticence. The secrecy of their horrible work seems to mark all their character and to make them even exult in stealth and tale a fearful pleasure in battling their fellow -creatures with respect to their dark doings. LAMSON'S SL•l.ltEf POISON. \\'ut poison was it that killed Cook, SOME OR TUE MANY ADVANTA010 , OF OPTIMISM. CJseerfulnesb Will Ilelp Us to Sear the Troubles and Misfortunes of Lite. Some people seern to think it Is a sin to loo:: cheerful. They go through 11,{A with long face, and wonder why mile is such a miserable world. These nester relax beyond a sour grin, and 1f they see anyone else laughing u :rutting in a public place they give 1� :rutting'i. stony glare, as touch as to say, "That fellow roust be either tipsy or a lunatic." Now, doctors tell us that if we make a practice of constantly smiling and laughing, to say nothing of whistling and singing, not only will our features assume a permanently cheerful expres- sion, hut our dispositions will actually change for the better. We shall become cheerful all through, with the result ihut the petty troubles of life will slide oft us like water off a duck's back, and we shall bo able (:ear the big misfortunes with an equal iniri(L liven the most melancholy, liverish individual can try this prescrip- tion, and i1 persevered in it is guaran- teed to elect a complete cure. There is hardly a person alive who does not infinitely psrefer the jolly, cheery roan or the smiling, happy -faced woman to any other species of human- ity. Everyone knows this, but the trouble is that they don't take the !roue ble to realize it. If only they did, we should not see THiS MISERABLE CRYING MYSTERY OF THE BLACK BOX. What was the secret of the black box that was the chief thought of James Marsh after his condemnation for the murder of a Wapping sailor? The critn• appeared to be merely ono committed in brutal rage, and there were no mys- terious circumstances connecteed with it Marsh was a man of violent tern - per, and, in rage at an insulting word hurled at hien by his victim. had waited and slain hint with a thrust of his knife. ile did not appear, either at his trial or after his condemnation, to have a soul in the world that cared for him. No one wrote to him, no one visited him, and he sought communication with no one. His behavior after sentence was that of a thoroughly decent and peni- tent man, and he frankly acknowledged the justice of his sentence. Ile had a small amount of cash. and this he in- structed should be applied in inserting the following mysterious adyertisentemt in a London newspaper : "The black box—Feby. lfilh. J. M." What was the black box? Marsh most solemnly declared that the word, had no reference to any crime, that their import was perfectly innocent, and in fact, an act of justice to certain foil; who would quite understand them. But he would give no further explanation. The black box was his secret.—London Answers. such treatment ns a member of the Reichstag. The fact that Ilse Reichstag can he entered by the Berlin police, and the papers of members examined, creates an uneasy feeling in Berlin, end makes people feel that, after all, Berlin is not so fur away from the Russian frontier. The Government is conducting strict in%estigatons into the abuses of the Colonial (Mice. It recerrlly came to light that certain Berlin new...papers were being supplied with confidential in- formation. awl Herr Erzhrrger else is believed by the authorilie, lo have Leen in communication with suboidin- ale• off ials of this department. -- PE.RFE.("I'f.l' SAFE. There was n Mari Whose. wife tine an Aberdeen terrier of eetren1e ferocity. 1l bit the nein n minder of lino•:. Ile expressed great hatred for it. Finally the terrier bit a large piece Dr. Lamson, the poisoner with acon- itine, of his hrollter•in-law, the boy Percy htalcoln► John, at a \Vimble,luu school, was suspected of having ajso rnude away with an earlier victim who had died under equally suspicious cir- cumstances. and by whose death he carie into a considerable sura of mon- ey. 11 was known that from the time of that mysterious decease 1-nrnson lied been afflicted \•illi torturing sleepless- ness that had driven hire to the use of A MOST UNLUCKY DAY. "I tell you what it is." said a man, "I am firstly convinced that every man has his particular day for good anti bad luck. Monsey was my unlucky day. I've been watching it for twenty years. and nothing can shake nie in thus belief. I never begin any enter- prise, no matter how trivial, or start on any journey on that day. 'Therefore 1 make Monday an off day, and do no- thing but potter about the house. Even In these little affairs everything goes wrong. Take the record of last Mon- day, a fair average. and be convinced: "Smashed finger while nailing board on fence. "Fell down cellar steps. "Fell over a wheelbarrow while car- rying a ladder. "Sat uown on chair where children had put a plate of butter. "Got swindled by hawker. "Got thumb pinched in gate. "Dropped fiat -iron on foot. "Tax man called. "While eating supper square yard .if ceiling fell on dining table. "Went lo bed to escape further disas- ter. Find nightmare. Thought I was fulling from top of Eiffel 'Tower. Tell out of bed and sprained wrist. Looked at clock, and sew it lacked fifteen min- i1jes to midnight. \Vas afraid if • 1 moved before Tuesday was ushered in would have broken neck. So 1 sat still. "Yes, indeed." concluded the roan. "Monday is my unlucky day, and 1 ap- proach it will► n feeling akin to terror." out of the calf of the moos leg. and the drugs to procure. reit. Did Lamson est da: ►1 disappeared. red. The Huhn ndyehlistd \\idr•!y for the justice of his scr►tenre in 111" rine ,,f over spilt milk that goes on all around us. The man with a grievance would disappear ; cruelty and bad temper would vanish. In fact, the millennium would be at our doors. Put your motives as low as you please, you cannot deny that it pays to he cheerful and to make the best cf things. Who Is the popular boy at school? Not the pale-fueed "swolter," %vt►o goes up a form a term. No, it is invariably some cheery fellow who is good at games, never knows when he is beaten, and who takes the rough with the smooth just as it comes. Above all, a boy who does not lose his temper rosily, The same holds good In atter life. They may tell you that the face is no index to the character. but let me ask, supposing you were an employer of clerks, and two men came to you with .ineiier• testimonials, one a bright!, cheery -faced youth, the other a cadaver- ous, solemn -looking fellow, which would you choose? Would it not occur to you that the former would probably stand a wig- ging much better than the latter, that he would not growl if kept late at the office by press of work, and that in any ease you would far sooner have. is pleasant face about you than the others melancholy visage? Just the same in the matter of mar- riage. Few girls care for sour -faced, grumpy men, however well their pockets are lined. it is the cheery roan with 11413 though yon wren strapped." the farmer do." the maul udn�rllcd. ndnutled. "I tint surl,riscd at your car- ,.\\'hy, then. do you offer such a ry uig so niuclu 111oney about watt you. large reward for its return?" Tnke my ails ire and take out only a hill "1'' please Huy wife.. or two hrum that fat roll and hide the ••(;hit you're foolish." said the other. rest in year stocking or scone equally r,�u.h a large rew'urd will be sure to safe place. It is not ,safe to be seen t,i•iug it back." • •n among Ire with so touch nn,m,y. Many n per=on ,,,.o no." said the m,c,n with o mule. I;coyer=. gasping int I Corine knew as little 85 a child of the, time she had been too dazed to cry or, George : utter a monis, and then a torrent of tears value of money. She had n den remlir.• rr\ inrnme. came to tier eyes, Basin_ the pour child's noon. however, that this good farmer's tieniet if-- train and her tortured !tart. ad\ ice wee well meant. ami that shs Maud : "If 'the' e was none le hear• save Ilei should follow it. yourself." frightened, wondering bird=. and the "1 will do as you suggest. and thank eyes : ,matt \\ irucl (het caught up the eale, of lhG4c you for reminding me of toy carelr•,- t.iller sobs and sped swiftly by. nesse" she sail. gratefully, and. suiting She Iny like one wounded mato death the action carefully thein word, sheer tied edthe roll nniong the long, tali. green glasses, ex. of and bills t it into int bosom. Icousted from the force of her grief. • "Now 1 shall feel less worried over you," he ;said. in n tune of relief. 11 struck hint bow malt Iles slender girl, little more than a child. was to travel alone to the great. wi'ked city of New York. and his delight vies great when he found et the stale n farmer "And 1 loved and trusted him sn, moaned the girl. "1 would as soon have thought an nngei from Ileayen could he fatee as the men who swore to me that he loved me Letter than his very life. that he could not live without me." \\ hen her lepra had subsided she ;al lit in bewilderment and looked around her. She heti not noticed that a fine rain had begun to fell, and that firer ger- ments were already diipping \.hili The handsome, sneering face of her ... .....2.41asnrin.l her 4e11ds \\'ho wet' list staut,ng for the elropolis. "Have you friends who are to meet you id the depot?" he asked the girl and \yl°.'ri she answered "Nc," he eug- cestedt,la•-frig he r In the char e of n "Are you reach' to live on dear?" Maud : "Certainly, if--" George : "1f whnl 7" vgit can get another one for George : "Another?," Maud: ter income' SUPPORT SCOTT'S EMULSION serves as a bridge to carry the eeakened see starved system along until It can iiad firm support in ordinary food • . for free tereele. I , 1',\' N C CLemifl., foe. •id �,.as ; al'. •r.$Sists. PLEASANT, GENIAL. MANNER and hearty laugh who stands first in their infections. And a nein is attracted ;ri just the same way. Ile can stand a lot of faults, even such as extravagance and carelessness. if tie is always sure of a pleasant, smiling face at the other end of his table. Who is the most successful emigrant ,I all nationalities? The Irishman. And if you ask why, it is simply be- cause of his sunny nature and his ten- dency to !nob on the best side of things. "Sure, it might have been worse 1" an Irishman will exclaim when he comes home and finds that a cyclone has blow 11 10 smithereens the house which tie has spent nearly a year of hard toll in building with his own hands. "fraise be, the old woman wasn't Inside !" in nine hundred and ninety --nine cases out of a thousand no amount et tears or lamentations w111 slake good loss or damage. By weeping you only waste your own energies, spoil }Jour temper, and annoy those around you. Much better say, like the Irishman, "Sure, it might have been worse," and set to work there and then to put the things right. Be sure of one thing. The more you lament over spilt milk the less sympa- thy you will get from others. The world loves a cheerful loser. and will do a lot more for him than for the fellow who stands about and reviles his luck. flow• ever badly off you are, there is certaiv to be someone else much worse. Another point which ntusn't be for- gotten is the good example which a cheerful person sets to these around, especially to those In the same house. Cheerfulness is delightfully infectious. ('ROVING A 1.UI.1,ARY. \legislrntc : "l'ou are arrused of at. tempting to hold rt pedestrian up at 2 o'clock this morning. What have you to say in your behalf?" Prisoner : "1 am not guilty, your honor: 1 can pro\e a lullaby." \lagislt'ate : "You mean an alibi?" Prisoner : "Well, cell it what you like, but my wife will swear that 1 was walking the floor with tie baby at rte hour rncittloned in the chnrge." MISTAKE COST Ills IIFAD. Chinese 'soldier Loaded Mor Salute NOW" Sho( led Cartridge. An interesting story is reported by Canton papers. shoving how the Chin- ese military authorities dispenses pen- ishrnent. A native guard boat stetion- re at Kryai Shin received orders to pre- pare to settle n contingent of soldiers under a superior °dicer that was ex - peeled to pass. In due rourse the se - lute was fired, when, 10 the conslerna• lion of those who were admiring the martial bearing of the defenders of the sail. three teen and one womnn wore seen In fall. 'Iwo of the victims \\ are found to have been killed and the ells• er wound• d badly. An enquiry was held, and It was found that, by mis- take. ono of the solduers on the boat had lonuted his gun with strolled cart- ridge. The matter was milled to the satisfaction of all concerned by a mosiey payment, but the farts, conning to tie knowledge of the colonel corn- manding the district, he sent for the Culprit end without more ndo had him beheaded on the spot where, the salute was fired. Only Those wets marry ter money eaa afield t0 Mel" __