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CHAPTER X.
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OR, THE WAT RWtN'S SONS,
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xn a very small office, situate in a
vory largo warehouse, in that great
storehouse of the world's wealth;
Tooley Street, sat a clerk named
Edward trooper,
Among his familiar friends Edward
was better known by the name of
Nod. • •
He was seated on the top of a
tall three-legged stool, which, to
judge from the uneasy and restless
motions of its occupant, must have
been. a peculiarly uncomfortable seat
indeed.
There was a clock on the wall just
opposite to Ned's desk, which that
young gentleman was in tho habit of
consulting frequently—very frequent-
ly—and comparing with his watch,
as if he doubted its veracity. This
was very unreasonable, for he always
found that tho two timepieces told
the truth; at least, that they agreed
with each other. Nevertheless, in
his own private hoart, Ned Hooper
thought that clock—and sometimes
called it—"the slowest piece of anci-
ent furniture he had ever seen."
During ono of Nod's comparisons of
the two timepieces the door opened,
and Mr. Auberly entered, with a
dark cloud, figuratively speaking, on
his brow.
At the same moment the door of
an inner office opened, and Mr. Au-
berly's head clerk, who had seen his
employer's approach through tho
dusty window, issued forth and bow-
ed respectfully, with a touch of con-
dolence in his air, as he referred
with much regret to the: fire at Bev-
erly Square, and hoped that Miss
Auberly was not much the worse of
her late alarm.
"Well. she is not the better for it,"
said Mr. Auberly; "but I hope she
will be quite well soon. indeed, the
doctor assures me of this, if care is
taken of her. I wish that was the
only thing on my mind just now;
but I'M perplexed about another
/latter, Mr. Quill. Are you alone?"
"Quito alone, sir," said Quill,
throwing open the door of the inner
office.
"I Want to consult with you about
Frederick," said Mr. Auberly as he
entered.
The door shut out the remainder
of the consultation at this point,' so
Edward Hooper consulted the clock
again and sighed.
If sighs could have delivered Iloop-
er from his sorrows, there is no
doubt that the accumulated millions
of which he was delivered in that
office, during the last five years,
would have filled him with a species
of semi -celestial bliss.
At last the hands of the clock
reached 'the hour. the hour that was
wont to evoke Ned's last sigh and
set him free; but it was an aggra-
vating clock. Nothing would per-
suade it to hurry. It would not, for
all the untold wealth contained in
the great stores of Tooley Street,
have abated the very last second of
the last minute of the hour. On the
contrary, it went through that sec-
ond quite as slowly ee all others.
Ned fancied it went much slower at
that one on purpose; and then, with
a sneaking parade of its intention to
begin to strike, it gave a prolonged
hiss, and did its duty, and nothing
but its duty; by striking the hour at
a pace so slow, that it recalled for-
cibly' to Ned Ilooper's imaginative
mind "the minute -gun at sea."
There was a preliminary warning
given by that clock some time before
the premonitory hiss, Between this
harbinger of coming events, and the
joyful sound which was felt to be
"an age," Ned was wont to wipe his
lien and arrange his papers. When
the hiss began, he invariably closed
his warehouse -book and laid it in
the desk, and had the desk locked
before the first stroke of the hour.
While the "minute -gun at sea" was
going on, he changed his office -sur -
tout, not perfectly new, and a white
hat with a black band. the rim of
which was not perfectly straight. So
exact and methodical was Ned in
these operations, that his hand usu-
Ally fell on the door -latch as tho gun
was fired by the aggravating clock.
On occasions of unusual celerity he
even Managed, to drown the last shot
in the bang •of the door, and went
off with a sensation of triumph.
On the present occasion, however,
Ned Hooper deemed it politic to bo
s0 busy, that ho could not attend to
the warnings of the timepiece. He
even sat on his stool a full quarter
of an hour beyond the time of do-
parture. At length Mr. Auberly is-
sued forth.
"Mr. Quill," said he, "my mind is
made up, so it is useless to urge such
considerations on nuc. Gooch -night."
Mr. Quill, whose countenance was
sad, looked as though he would wil-
lingly have urged the considerations
referred to over again, and backed
them up with a few more; but Mr.
Auberly's tone was peremptory, so he
only opened tho door, and bowed the
great man out.
"You can go, 'Hooper," said Mr.
Quill, retiring slowly to the inner of-
fice, ''1 will lock up. Send the por-
ter here,"
This was a quite unnecessary per-
mission. Mr, Quill, being a good-
natured, easy-going lean, never found
fault with Ned Hooper, and Ned be-
inga presumptuous young fellow,
though good-humored enough, never
waited for Mr. Quill's permission to
go. Ile was already in the act of
putting on the. white hat; and two
seconds afterward, was in the street
wending his way homeward.
There was a tavern named the
"Angel" at the corner of one of the
streets ort Tooley Street, which Ed-
ward ilooper had to pass every even-
ing on his way home. Ned, we
grieve to say, was fond of his beer;
he always found it difficult to pass
a tavern. Yet, curiously enough, he
never found any difficulty in passing
this tavern; probably because he al-
ways went in and slaked his thirst
before passing it.
"Good -evening, Mr. Hooper, said
the landlord, who was busy behind
his counter serving a motley and dis-
reputable crew,
Hopper nodded in reply. and said
good -evening- to Mrs_ Butler, who
attended to the customers at another
part of the counter.
"Good -evening," sir. .W'at'1i you
'ave to -night, sir?"
"Pot o' the sante, Mrs. I3„" repli-
ed Ned.
This was the invariable question
and reply, for Ned was, a man of
regularity and method in everything
that affected his personal comforts.
Ilad he brought ono -tenth of this
regularity and method to boar ori his
business conduct, he would have been
a better and a happier man.
The foaming pot was banded, and
Ned conversed with Mrs. Butler while
he enjoyed it, and commenced his
evening, which usually ended in
semi -intoxication.
Meanwhile Edward Ilooper's
"churn" and fellow -lodger sat in
their mutual chamber awaiting him.
.John Barret did not drink, but he
t companion he solaced himself with
! a pipe. He was a fine manly fellow,
very different from Ned; who, al-
though strong of limb and manly
enough, was slovenly in gait and
dress, and bore unmistakable marks
of dissipation about him.
"Very odd; he's later than usual,"
muttered Barret,- es he glanced out
at the window, and then at the tea -
table, which, with the tea -service,
and, indeed everything in the room,
proved that the young men were by
no means wealthy.
"He'll be taking an extra pot at
the 'Angel,' " muttered John Barret,
proceeding to re -light his pipe, while
he shook his head gravely; "but
he'll be here soon."
A foot on the stair caused Barret
to believe that he was a true pro-
phet; but the rapidity and firmness
of the step quickly disabused him of
that idea.
The door was flung open with a
crash, and a hearty youth with glow-
ing eyes strode in.
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Jim Dumps was father of a lass
Who, by her brightness, lcd her
class.
The teacher asked Miss
Dumps the question
"Hew can you best assist
digestion?"
"By eating 'Force.'" When
told to him,
This story tickled "Sunny Jim,"
The heady -to -Set ye Cereal
the A-fx-C
of good health,,
i3oy Bi;j and liieelthxv.
"My little bey was very sick and weak'
aot.tSlce tiamy nodrisamcnt. 1 got a paekago
of'Perce''ar.d,ted bird en it, and era pleased
.to sal he is thriving. I will slow but Mill be-
side e:ny bey of his age, Art Be is big fad
healthy. All 'feed KIM en is ' Force,'
"M'hs, J, ldrrnz,xz l iters."
``it'red Auberlyi" oxclaizaed Barret
In t3urpriso.
"Won't you welcome nio?" demand-
ed Fred.
,
lco o you? Of course 1
will,.
most heartily, old boy!" cried Dais
rot, solzing his Prion'5 hand :and
wringing it; "but if you burst in on
a fellow unexpectudiy.in this fashion,
and With such wild looks, why--"
"Bell, well, •don't explain, reran; I
hate explanations, I have come
here for sympathy," said Prod Au-
berly, shutting the door and .fitting
down by the fire."
"Sympathy, Fred?" -
"Ay, sympathy. When a titan is in
distress ho naturally craves for sym-
pathy, and he turns, also naturally
to those who can and will give it—
not to everybody, John Barret—
only to those 'Who can feel with
him as wet as for him. 1 •ani in
distress, John, and over since you
and I fought .our first and last bat-
tle at Men, I have found you a true
sympathizer. So now, is your heart
ready to receive the flood of sor-
rows?"
Young Auberly said the latter part
of -this in e half -jesting tone,. but ho
was evidently in earnest, so his
friend replied by squeezing his hand
warmly, and saying, "Let's hear'
! about it, Fred," while he relighted
his pipe.:
"You have but a poor lodging
here, John," said Auberly, looking
round the room.
Barret turned. on his friend a quick
look of surprise, and then said with
a smile—
"Well, 1 admit that it is not quite
equal to a certain mansion in Bever-
ly Square that I wot of, but it's
good enough for a poor clerk in 'an
insurance office."
"You aro right," continued Auber-
ly; "it is not equal to that man-
sion, whose upper floors are at this
moment a chevaux de-frise of
char-
coAl beams and rafter; dt feted
on •
adark sky, and whose lower floors
are a fantastic compound of burned
bricks and luno, • broken boards and
blackened furniture."
"You don't mean there's
been a fire?" exclaimed Barret.
'"And you don't clean to tell Inc,
i t fire insur-
•xithataclad. r a instil.-
:
c
you.
office does not know it?"
I
"'I have been ill for two days," re-
turned Barret "and have not seen
!the papers; but I am vory sorry to
i hear of it; indeed I rein. The house
lis inserted, of course""
"1 believe it is," replied Fred care-
, lesslv
are-,1cGsly ; "but that is not. what
!troubles ale."
1 "No?" exclaimed his friend.
"No," replied the other. "If the
Ihouse had r •.i. been insured pry fath-
er has wealth enough in those abom-
finably unpicturesque stores in Tooley
'Street to rebui::1 the whole of Bever-
ly Square if 'it t: cry burnt down. Tho
not a thought, although
fire cost ane c g
by the way, it r.:arly cost me may
lite, in a vain attempt I made to
rescue my poor dear sister Loo—"
"Vain attempt!" exclaimed Barret,
with a look of concern.
"Ay, vain, as far as I was con-
cerned; but a noble fireman—a fellow
that would make a splendid model
for Hercules in the Life Academy
sprang to the rescue after me and
saved her. God bless him! Dear
Loo has got a severe shake, but the
;doctors say that we have only to
take good care of her, and she will
do well. But to return to my woes.
;Listen, John, and you shall hear."
Fred Auberly paused, as though
meditating how ho should commence.
"You know," said he, "that 1 ant
my father's only son, and Loo his
only daughter,"
"Yes."
"Well, my father has disinherited
Inc and left the whole of his fortune
to Loo. As far as dear Loo is con-
cerned I am glad; for myself I aim
sad, for it is awkward, to say the
least of it, to have been brought up
with unlimited command of pocket -
money and expectations of consider-
able wealth, and suddenly to find
myself all but penniless, without a
i profession and without expectations,
at the age of twenty-two,"
lie paused and looked at his friend
who sat mute with amazement.
"Failing Loo," continued Fred
calmly, "my father's fortune goes to
sonic distant relative."
"But why—wherefore?" exclaimed
Barret.
"You shall hear," continued Au-
berly. "You are aware that ever
since I was able to burn the end of
a stick and draw faces on the nur-
sery -door, I have had a wild insati-
able passion for drawing; and ever
since the memorable day on which I
was whipped by my father, and kiss-
ed, tearfully, by niy beloved mother,
for caricaturing our cook on the
dining -room window with a diamond
ring, I have had an earnest, unox-
tinguishablo desire to boobme a—a
painter, an artist, a dauber, a dirti-
er of canvas. D'ye understand?"
"Perfectly," said Barret.
"Well, my father has long been re-
solved, it seems, to make rile a man
of business, for which 1 have no turn
whatever. You are aware that for
many years I have dutifully slaved
and toiled at these heavy books in
our office—Which have proved, so
heavy that they have nearly squeez-
ed the soul out of mg -and instead
of coming to like them better (as I
was led to believe I should), I have
only coma to hate then! more. Dur-
ing all this time, too, I have been
studying painting late and early, and
although I have not gone. through
the regular academical course, I have
studied inelch in the best of all
schools, that •of Nature. I have urg-
ed upon my fabler repeatedly and
respectfully, tli.at it is possible for
me to uphold the credit of the fam-
ily as a painter; that, as the busi-
ness can be carried on by -subordin-
ates, there is no necessity for Inc to
be at the head of it; and that, as 'he
has made en ample fortune already,
the half of which he had. told • mo
was to be brine, 1 would be quite
satisfied with any shale, and diel not.
want any more. - But my father
would never listen to niy arguments.
The last time wo • got on the sub-
jest he called .Inc a mean-spirited
fellow, and said he was Sorry 1 had
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ever been born; whorelepon 1 express-
ed regret that he had not been
blessed With a more congenial and
satisfactory son,. and tried to point
out. that it was i
mpossr I] te
change
My nature. Then 1 urged .all tho old
i
arguments ciao 'again, and wound
Itd
up by saying that even if I were to
become possessor of the whole of his
business to -morrow, I would sell it
off, talc- to -painting as a profession,
and become the patron of •aspiring
young painters front that date for-
wa dl
"To niy • surprise and consterna-
tion, this last remark put him in
such a towering rage, that ho vowed
Ito would disinherit rete, i£ I did not
then and there throw try palette and
brushes into the fire. Of course, I
declined to do such an act, wheroup-
on he dismissed nie remit his pres-
ence for ever, This occurred on the
morning of the day of the fre. I
thought be might perhaps relent at
ter such en evidence o; the mutabil-
ity of human affairs. 1 even ventur-
ed to remind U,ini that Tooley Street
was not made of asbestos, and that
an occasional fire occurred there!
But this trade hint worse thiui ever;
so I went- the length of saying that
I would, at all events, in deference
to his wishes, continue to go to the
office at least for some time to conte.
But alas! 1 had roused him to such
a pitch that ho refused to hear of faauily,
it. unless 1 should `throw ley palette G. Dairying inculcates habits of
and brushes into the fire!' Flesh pu:uoulity, rnKlittstty, cleanliness,
and blood you know, could :not do and i tlalurift ort the farm.
that, so I left him, and walked off7. Cheese and butter and con -
twenty .miles into the counts:e to roe,,. domed p•radtuc'ts, and the • cost of
Novo my feelings. '!`here I Tell in eat'riago, in eoln,pari':an with their
with suck a splendid 'bit;' a sluice, w"alue, is lets than that of any oth-
with a stump of a true, and a wind- I es fairni proki;uet.
ing bit of water with ovarhnnging 8. That the demand for good btrt-
wviliows, and a pace of country bo- ter and cheese on the worlds m,ar',ic-
etir is unlimited, and so bong as the
quality is m,aintaiuetd an all-round,
even and profitable priuc can al-
ways he secured,
9. The monthly cheque frown the
factory provides the mainstay in the
leausohold ns againrzt the Ih'reearioats
returns from yearly crepe.
1U. lin mixed farming the lemma
trout tho dairy is the most re i :be,
11. The farmer's household, as a
result of dairy woitk, is always saup-
pliod with fresh milk and cream,
butler; cheese, pork, baeoun and
veal.
12. Storekeepers, traders, bank-
ers, fin o,ncial men and politicians
all fully realize, after years of ex-
perience, that wl.crover daily far-
ming is co'n•dr„cted farmetre are most
prosperous, mortgages are rarely-
found, and the value of landed pro-
perty becomes considerably enhanc-
ed.
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ADVANTA.G,I.S OE DAIRYING,
H. W. Potts, principal of the
}lawkosbuz'y Agricultural C'ollogo in
Australia, has tabulated the ad-
vantages of dairying which apply
hero equally well as follows:
- 1. '1'ltat it takes less fertility out
of the boil than any other form of
agriculture, and licrnce' 11 is tteeful in
foezni'ng a well regulated system of
rotation.
2. That it can be combined read-
ily with ollwr forms of ags•icultltre
or horticulture,
3. The dairy provides in winter
a quantity • of stable ni;an!uae in
which tho straw from the farm is
profitably utilized. •
4. The by-pri'ocktets from the cow,
skint -milk, whey • and buttermilk,
awe a source of 'income 111 raising
pigs end calves,
5. Dairying gives constant and
regular employment of a light cameo
act'+er to.overy member of a far'mer's
gond! I sat down and sketched, and
forgot my woes, and rejoiced in the
fresh air and delightful sounds of
birds, and cows, and sheep, and hat-
ed to think of Tooley Street. • Then
T slept in a country inn, walked back
to London next day, and, voila!
here I -am!"
"Don't you think, Fred, that ,tinici
will soften your father?"
"No, I don't think it. On the
contrary, I know it won't. lle is
a good mean; but he has an iron will,
which I never saw subdued."
"Then, niy dear Frc'd, I advise you
to consider tree• propriety of throw-
ing your palette and brushes into—"
"My cleat. John, I did not come
here for your advice. I came for
your sympathy."
"Ansi you have it, Fred," cried
Barret, earnestly. ".!But have you
really such an unconquerable love
for painting?"
"Have I really!" echoed 'Fred. "I)o
you think I would have conic to such
a pass as this for a trifle? Why,
man, you have, no idea how my soul
longs for the life of a painter, for the
free, fresh air of the country, for
the poetry of the woods, tho water,
and the sky, for the music of bird,
and beast, and running brook. You
know the true proverb, 'Man made
the town; but God made the coun-
try!' "
"What," asked Barret, "would be-
come
o-come of the town, if all men thought
as you do?"
"Oh!' John Barret, has town life
so marred your once fine intellect,
that you put such a question in
earnest? Suppose I answer it by
another: What would become of the
country if all men thought and act-
ed as you: do?"
Barret smiled and smoked.
"And what," continued Auberly,
"would become of the fine arts if all
men delighted in dirt, dust, dullness,
and desks? Depend upon it, John
that our tastes and tendencies are
not the result of accident; they
were given to us for a purpose. I
Bold it as an axiom that when a
man or a boy has a strong or decid-
ed bias or partiality for any parti-
cular work that ho knows something
about, he has really a certain
amount of capacity for that work
I beyond the average of men, and is
led thereto by a higher power than
that of man. Do not misunderstand
me. I do not say that, when a .boy
expresses a longing desire to enter
the navy or the army, he -has neces-
sarily an aptitude for these pro-
fessions. Far from it. Be has only
a romantic notion of something
about which, experimentally, he
knows nothing; but, when man or
boy has put his hand to any style of
work, and thereafter loves it and
longs after it, I hold that that is
the work for which ho was destined,
and for which ho is best suited."
"Perhaps you are right," said Bar-
ett, smoking harder than ever.
"At all eveets, I heartily sympa-
thize with you, and—"
At this point the conversation was
interrupted by a loud burst of
whistling, as the street -door opened
and the strains of "Mule. Britannia"
filled the entire building. The music
was interrupted by the sudden open-
ing of auothor door, and a rough
growl from a male voice.
"Don't get •waxy, old feller," said
the performer in a. youthful voice,
"I ain.'t a-goin' to charge you no -
think for it. I always do my music
gratis; havin' a bee-nevolicnt turn
o' mind." •
The door was slammed violently,
and "Rule Britannia" immediately
burst forth with renewed and point-
ed emphasis.
Presently it ceased, and a knock
came to I3arret's door.
"Well, what d'ye want, you noisy
scamp?" said Barret, flinging the
door open, and revealing the small
figure of Willie Wilidets,
"Please, sir,"• said Willie, consult-
ing the .hack of a note; "aro you
Mister T-Porn—Tupper, Esquire?"
"No, I'm not,"
"Ain't there sitch a nano in; the
house?" •
-
"No, not `that I know . of.." •
Will'ie's face looked blank.
- "Weil, I •was told ho lived here,"
ho muttered, again consulting the
note.
(To be continued,)
•
British troops in India have lately
celebrated the 50th anniversary of
being permitted to wear moustaches.
•
TAKE CARE OF THE TOOLS.
inuring spring and summer it is
almost necessary to expot•i' manly of
the wooden iimpicanenrts that are
constantly in use. If those that
are not painted awe given a coat.II
of crude oil, the exposure to the
weather will not injure them nearly
so mer:h. When buying new bas-
kets for farm use, give then a coat
of oil, both inside and out, and
they will last twice as long. The.
cost is not over 5 cents for both 0411
and labor.
Make up some canvas or leather;
bags, with hooks an them, and just!
large enough to hold a wrcntch, ani
oil can and a bunch of cotton waste; ;
hang ono on the plow o:r harrow
when going into the field. The
wrench and oil will often sato a
trip back to the barn, and the
waste is useful to wipe off the mold-
board after finishing a job in the
field.
Two or three gale -mixed iron
pails are very useful for carrying
fertilizers for distribution. If left
in the field or otherwise e-xpo:Sod,
they won't fall to pieces as wood-
en ones will. When in town, better
get an assortment of belts, shrews,
wire nails, a few hon:se&too nails,
an extra plow point., and any small
tools necessary for the repair woilc.
Some tool is sure to break, and
such things are often wortrh ten
tunes their cost in an emergency.
SCIENCE IN FARMING.
So much stress is placed' on Sel-
ene in agriculture of late years,
that a young roan might almost
suppose the books, bulletins and
wise addresses tell the whole story
about farming. The reason so
much is constantly being said and
weitton about the Noir and why of
the latest methods and newest feletes
in fatnmin•g is ,because these are all
that can easily be taught. Poutcfne ei
for hard work and a level head,
full of business sense, cannot be ac-
quired from bulletins or gatihered
from expert adeicers•. The new
ideas help the brain and apexe the
hands, but farming is still much
More a business than a defence.
1\1:ow, as .always, Mastic) and good
jiuclgment are better tllan a lheattt
full of now notions witlnoeut those
qualities, 1ztfes Ss fez n
ceder,
cr,
p
]
o
n
t -
moss ] u0.st s3taw a C,c vtan
work-
men,
tY k � t
T nt•t• 1 'u t tto I a w+
self -(.01 'e t f• fa
hien, all stuialt are strictly Vastness
qualities, and aro lzkowliee the fours
dhtiou of any great sur,cests in farm-
ing. Only nature and exporionce
can impart most of there 022011-
t.ials, hence the oiperimtetet stations
say nothing about theta. Dana they
aro as important as over. An en-
gineer witho'u`t a locouratuvo and
steam will in•ot get rite very fast,
neither will export figria'ult:unal
knowledge Succeed without business
qualities,
TIITNGS THAT ARE SAID.
The public school is Whore wo
must begin with an education which
will lead to good farming.
The farmers' organizations are
gaining gr0tuind and should feel
greatly encouraged, Co -Operation
Land persistence will surely win.
The best evidence of the desirabil-
ity of any country as a place of re-
sidence is the contentment whicsh
the people residing in that cam -steer
seemingly enjoy.
Sth•ould sumintcr soiling bo practic-
ed exclusively five pounds of hay
may be fed dally together with
what green material the animals
will oat.
A small power cutter is a great
convenience on any farm. Such
crops as barnyard millet, corn and
corn and beans aro oaten clean'if
cut fi,no,
It is stated that one Man and a
boy can cover as much with olio
dust spray in the m,otningas six
men can do in one day with the
liquid.
GROWING ONIONS.
An authority on onion growing
claims that liberal sprinkling of
woad ashes, applied if posniblo just
before its rains, will effectually de-
stroy onion maggots, one of the
worst !rests with which gardeners in
this province- have to deal. 11 has
been drown o'vt''•r and over again
that onions can be successfully
grown in this province, yet we im-
port more onioais thorn wve grow.
Guxdeiners tell us that .after one or
two years successful onion gyowing
the onion maggot intakes its home
in the vicinity of the gardens and
that thereafter it is imoossfble to
grow onions. On this amount few
gardeners undertake to grow them.
Feed the maggots •wit:h plenty of
wood ashes and you will have no
further trouble with them.
THE BEST COWS.
The cows on many farms would
be considercvi first class producers if
each cow's product atnowitod to 200
pounds of butter per yeiur, yet it is
claimed by some of the best dairy-
men that 200 pounds of butter per
year from a cow do noit pay. Those
who aha to make the most butter
from their herds have the standard
up to 800 pounds per year, and
some fix the limit higher. Every
farmer can have the individual mem-
bers of his herd roach that amount
by breeding for better cows overy
year.
CR. A. W. CHASE'S A�
CATARRH
.
UC.
is sent direct to the diseased
parts by the Improved Blower.
Heals the ulcers, clears the air
passages, stops droppings In the
throat and permenantly cures
Catarrh and Hay Fever. Blower
free. All dealers, or Dr. A. W. Chase
. Medicine Co., Toronto and But:ala
A NEW' METAL.
A new metal has been dist:overod
which will be put on tale uttnrket un-
der the name of meteorite. It is a
compound of aluminium, is just as
light in weight as aluminium itself,
and proof against cheanieal influ-
ences. At.tho same time it is ox-
trotrrely pliable, so that it can be
used foe pipes, wiring, horseshoes,
and in all cases where brass is now
used, Its weight is one-third that
of brass, and its price the same,
GROWTH OF HAIR.
Like most vegetation the hair
grows better in light than in dark-
ness because of the stimulating ef-
fect of light and sunshine. it has
often been noticed in tho case of
mon who sit in offices with one side
always turned towards the light that
the moustache or beard of that side
grows longer than on the• other. '
a
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Buffered Greatly From Backache, Sleeplessness and Headache -
How inthuslastio in Praising ®r. Chases 6:iziney4Livei' Pil:s.
One feature of kidney disease is the
gradual loss of flesh and wasting
away of the tissues of the body.
Slowly and surely the victim feels
strength and vigor ebbing away and
realises his awful condition. Tho
following letter suggests a remedy
which has brought back health and
happiness to thousands of sufferer's
from kidney disease,
Mr. William E. IIalditch, Port
?Robinson, Ont,,. states:-- "1 was for
teveral years a groat sufferer from
kidney trouble from which dread tits -
'ease I am now happily free. I had
pill tho usual symptoms in an aggra-
vatied degree and at times was cont-
pletely incapacitated with pains in
the back, biliousness and headache. I
had little or no appetite, insomnia
resulted and my condition was real-
ly wretched. I became ethaciated
and grew despondent and hopeless of
relief as I had taken treatment from
doctors to no avail
"finally on the advice of a friend,
I began using Dr. Chase's Kidney -
Liver .Pills, and, after using a few
boxes 1 was again enjoying health
and vigor as the worst symptoms
had entirely passed away. When 7
think of my present good health in
comparison with my miserable con-
dition of three years ago I would
not .go back to my forrher state for
any amount of money. I may be
considered enthusiastic over Dr.
Chase's Kidney -Liver Pills, but, con-
sidering the benefit derived from
them, I have every reason to be."
Acting, as they do, directly on tho
liver, kidneys and bowels, Dr.
Chase's ICid.npy-Liver Pills insure
purity of the blood, good circulation
and perfect • condition of tho digeee
Live organs. One. pill a dose, 20
cents a box, at all dealers, orl-
m,ansen, Bates & Cao„ Tcironto. Po
pro'tebt you against imitations, t}lo
portrait and rlgnaturo of Dr, A. W.
CJhase, the famous receipt book ate
tlior, are on every box of Itis r•en,?la.
dies,
LITJ.RARY [RN AND TO
:lel
SOME MAP12Y MARRIAGES BIW
TWEEN THEirL
Thonio
TX tz, of"R o t Sr ber wni
o
With, Elizabeth Rarrott Was
a Happy One,
•Although it is doclarcd that liter-
ary en's exanilplmount agesesirr n ofteniwoof t!ltnII out
111, and thereof
aro not, indeed, wanting, it is a
curious fact that when au author
espouses a wife who herself wields
'the pen the result is, as a rulc,,,ncost
felicitous,
An ideal union was that of Rob-
ert :Browning, the pool, with Eliza-
beth Barrett,. whose acquaintance he
first made in consequence of a
graceful reference to himself in tho
lady's poen!, "Lady Geraldine's
Courtship, In the spring of 1848
they fjrst met, and in the autttr na of
the following year were married; to
pass together fifteen years happy and
full of hope as lovers on a honey-
mw
on,
I�qually happy in their choice were
Sir Richard Burton and Isabel Ar-
undel!, It was a case of love at
first sight, and, although the lady's
parents opposed the match,sub-
sequent events proved that in this
case love was very clear-sighted. In-
to Burton's adventurous life did hia ,
wifo fully • enter. Not only was she
his amanuensis, but his Ode -4p -
camp as wells- She rade with hii ,
swam with hint, and fenced with b.Im,
.and w.hon ho died, the years of her
Widowhood were dedicated to his
memory.
Eccentric Mrs: Grote undoubtedly
was, hut ]ler "Life" of her hUsbaild
and other works place her on an in-
telleckfual level with the celebrated
historian of Greece, who unques-
tionably owes much of his success to
HER S'lIiICT SOLIOiTIIDE,
Masterful she was, and apt at times
apparently to treat .wer husband as
though he were but a schoolboy;
but this discipline, which maybe
was needful, was ever accepted in
that spirit in which it was exercis-
ed. Between George Grote, there-
fore, and his wife harmony reigned.
It has bean the custom to cite as
an unhappy literary marriage that
between Thomas • airlyle and his
wife, whose pullis'hed letters, re-
plete waith satire; -sparkle, and wit,
alone justify her adfnission to the
ranks of literateurs. Judged, how-
ever, by .the light of the recently
"New `New Letters and Mem-
orials of Jane Welsh Carlyle," tho
Couple, so far from being ill -plated,
Were eminently suited to each other.
Their wit -combats, often taken by
those •:present for genuine disagree-
ments, were for the most part hum-
orous banter, and Tennyson justly
suniinod up the situation when he
said, "Mm. and Mrs.' Carlyle on the
whole enjoyed life together, else
they would not have calalDed one an-
other so heartily."
In G. H. Lewes, the alnthor of
"Physiology of Coiuinon Life" and
other works, that brilliant novelist,
George Eliot, found one who spared
no labor to ensure her happiness
and success. Their life was peace-
ful and methodical.
LITERARY WORK
in the morning — he in his ground -
floor study, she in -doer room above--•
was followed in the afternoon by a
drive or walk in the park by that
'•'strange -looking couple, swinging
their arms as they hurried along at
a pace as rapid as their talk."
When, in 1877, J. R. Green, the
historian, espoused Alice Stopford,
the author of "Henry II." and
"Town Life in the Fifteenth Cen-
tury," he gained a wife who not
only entered whole-heartedly into all
his pursuits and encouraged him it
whatever task he might have in
hand, but by watching over his
health enabled him to accongpli<ih
what in ono of his delicate frame
seeped almost superhuman.
What union could have been made
more happy than the marriage sof
R. L. Stevenson and Fanny Van de
Grift, to whose pen we owe the
stories of "'Phe Destroying Angel"
and "The Fair Cuban" in "The Dy-
namiter"? She was a most shrewd
and stimulating critic of his work,
and despite her awnt ill-hoa111h,t'he
most efficient of irumsdri.. "I love niy
wife," once wrote Stevenson; "1 do
not know how much, nor can, nor
shall, unless I last her."
Even that erratic genius, Shelley,
found a congenial mate in his wife,
Mary Woilstonecraft Godwin, the
author of "Frankenstein and
perga," with whom in the main he
fed a very happy cxistence.i -London
Tit -Bits,
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WHERE FISH-UIOOKS COMR FROM
Practically all the best fish-hooks
in the world—and nearly ,so of all
qualities—aro made at Redditch, Eng-
land. The annual output is probab-
ly 500,000,000 hooks—about 10,-
000,000 per week—ranging in size
from enormous and ferociofis-looking
shark -hooks to the tiniest hooks for
very small trout -ties, with a "bend"
diameter of about one -sixteenth 01
an inch, a thousand of which will
not more than fill a good-sized
thimble. The price varies as much]
as the size, ranging from a foil
cents to ten or fifteeu dollars per
thousand,
TWO SUNSI•,TS mat DAY,
There is only ono place. in the
world where the sun sots twice daily,
and that is at: Look, in Stafford-
shire, England. The reason of this .
is that a. jagged mountain is situat-
ed to the west of the town,' and in
the evening the sun sets behind it
and darkness comes on. Then the
first sunset •occurs, the gas -lamps
aro lit, and apparently night has set
itt. But- it has not, for in the space
of an hour" or so the sun renppei'll:,1,y,,,,i
again through the opening . tut 'rho
side of the •iiieiir1.aia and daylight
again appears, Artificial li fell e aro
extinguished afid daylight agni11 pre-
vails, until the sun descends beloW
the opening and the seeerai uuiscit
occurs -and night comes 10 Otih;jt, '•
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