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Copyright, 1905. by
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'seep the Mohammedan for alai years, given ordinary trading luck, he
nionths at least, and while these werel tuust have doubled his own fortune.
'being landed the question was raised No sooner were nil his arrangements
how best to dispose of the Dyaks. completed than three of his best ships
The commander wished to consult th� went down, saddling his company with
bonvenfenee of his guests. an absolute loss of nearly £000,000 and
"If we go a little out of our way and seriously undermining his financial
land them in Borneo," he said, "they! credit. A fellow director, wealthy and
will be hanged without troubling you' influential, resigned his seat on the
-further. If I take them to Singapore! , board and headed a clique of slisap-
they will be tried on your evidence, pointed stockholders. At once the fair
and sent to penal servitude. Which is! sky became overcast.
it to be?" Sir Arthur Deane's energy and finan-
It was Iris who decided. Cal shill might have enabled him to
"I cannot bear to think of more lives£ weather this unexpected gale were it
being sacrificed," she protested. "Per -I not for the apparent loss of his beloved
haps if thesg men are treated merel-
fully and sent to their homes after
asome punishment their example mays
serve as a deterrent to others."
' So it was settled that way. The an-
chor rattled up to its berth, and the!
!Orient turned her head toward Singa-I
pore. As she steadily passed away in
to the deepening azure the girl and her!
lover watched the familiar outlines oft
Rainbow island growing dim in the!
evening light. For a long while they
could see Mir Jan's tall, thin figure'
motionless on a rock at the extremity!
'of Europa point. TLeir hut, the reef,
the ledge, carne into view as the cruis-
er swung round to a more northerly
.course.
Iris had thrown an arm across her'
'father's shoulders. The three were left
loone just they, and they were silent!
;for many inlai tes. At last the flying
miles merged the solitary palm beyond
the legoon with the foliage on tate elift
'Nile wide cleft of Prospect park grew
:less distinct. Mir Jan's white clothed
-figure was lost in the dark bnckgr•ouhd.
'(The island \vas becomuing vague,
.dreamlike, a blurred memory.
"Robert," said the girl devoutly,
•"God has been very good to us. Do
-you remember this hour yesterday?"
.she murmured. "Iiow we suffered from
thirst; how the Dyaks began their sec-
ond attack from the ridge; how you
.climbed down the ladder and I fol-
lowed you? Oh, father, darling," she
went on impulsively, tightening her
,grasp, "you will never know how brave
tie was; how enduring; how he risked
.all for me and cheered are to the end."
"I think I am beginning to .under-
1atend now," answered the shipowner,
averting his eyes lest Iris should sec
the tears in them. Their Calvary was
tended,. they thought. \Vas It for him
to lead them again through the sorrow-
ful way? It was a heartrending task
that lay before him, a task from which
is soul revolted. He refused even to
.attempt it.
1: The explanation of the shipowner's
wsition was painfully simple. Being a
ring yet shrewd financier, he per-
efved in the troubled condition of the
ar east a magnificent opportunity to
konsolidate the trading influence of his
leompnny. He negotiated two big loans,
Alone of a semiprivate nature to equip
ocks and railways in the chief marl-
ine province of China, the other of a
!Wore public character with the govern -
o
ent of Japan. All his own resources,
ogether with those of his principal di-
ectors and shareholders, were devoted
these objects. Contemporaneously
e determined to stop paying heavy in-
urance premiums on his fleet and
*make it self supporting on the well
*flown mutual principle.
His
vessels were well equipped, well
anned, replete with every modern im-
rovoment and managed with great
ommercial skill. In three or four
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daughter with the crack ship of his
line. IIalf frenzie:l with grief, he bade
his enemies do their worst and allow-
ed his affairs to get into hopeless con-
fusion while he devoted himself wholly
to the search for Iris and her compan-
ions. At this critical juncture Lord
Ventnor again reached his side. His
lordship possessed a large private for-
tune and extensive estates. Ile was
prudent withal and knew how admi-
rably the shipowner's plans would. de-
velop if given the necessary time. He
offered the use of his name and money.
IIe more than filled the gap created by
the hostile ex -director. People argued
that such a clever man, just returning
from the far east after accomplishing
a public mission of some importance,
must be a reliable guide. The mere
cabled intelligence of his intention to
join the board restored confidence and
credit.
But there was a bargain. If Iris
lived she must become the Countess of
Ventnor. His lordship was weary of
peripatetic lovemaking. It was high
time be settled down in life, took an
interest in the legislature and achieved
a position in the world of affairs. He
had a chance now. The certain success
of his friend's project, the fortunate
"You will all be pancpera."
completion of his mar diplomatic na-
dertaking, marriage with a beautiful
and charming woman—these items
would consolidate his career. His heart
was net on Iris.
He seized the first opportunity that
presented itself to make SIr Arthur
Deane acquainted with a decision al-
ready dreaded by the unfortunate ship-
owner. Iris must either abandon her
infatuation for Anstruther or bring
about the ruin of her father. There
was no mean. •
"IfCountess
ount ss
she declines t
o become C
of Ventnor she can marry whom she
likes, as you will all be paupers to-
gether," was the earl's caustic sum-
ming up.
This brutal argument rather over-
shot the mark. The shipowner's fee*
flushed with singer, and Lord Ventnee
hastened to retrieve a false step.
"1 didn't exactly mean to put it that
way, Deane, but my temper is a little
short these days. My position on board
this fillip is intolerable. As a matter of
f..ir dealing to me you should put a
stop to your daughter's attitude to.
ward Anstruther on the ground- that
her engagement is neither approved of
by you nor desirable under any consid-
eration."
It may be assumed from this remark
that even the earl's sardonic temper
was ruffled by the girl's outrageous be-
havior. Nor was it exactly pleasant to
hint to note how steadily Anstruther
n(lvaneed in the favor of every officer
on the ship. By tacit consent the court
martial was tabooed, at any rate until
the Orient reached Singapore. Every
one knew that the quarrel lay between
Robert and Ventnor, and it Is not to be
wondered at if Iris' influence alone
were sufficient to turn the scale In fa-
vor of her lover.
The shipowner recused point blank
to interfere in any Way during the voy-
age.
"You promised your co-operation in
business even if We found that the Sir-
dar had gone down with all hands," he
retorted bitterly. "Do you wish me to
make my daughter believe she bas
come back into my Ilte only to bring
me irretrievable ruin?"
"That appears to be the result, no
matter how you may endeavor to dis-
guise it."
"I thought the days were gone when
a man would wish to marry a woman
against her will."
"Nonsense! What does she know
about it? The glamor of this island
romance will soon wear off. It would
be different If Anatru'ther were able to
maintain her even decently. He is an
absolute beggar, I tell you. Didn't ho
ship on your vessel as a steward? Take
cry tip, Deane. 'Tell him how matters
stand with you, and he will cool off."
CHAPTER XVII,
IR ARTHUR DEANE was Bit-
ting alone in his cabin in a
state of deep dejection when
he was aroused by a knock,
•tutu Robert entered.
"Can you give me half an hour?" he
asked. "I have somc.hing to say to
you before we land."
The shipowner silently motioned him
to a seat.
"It concerns Iris and myself," con-
tinued Austrutlrer. "I gathered from
your words when we met on the island
that both you and Lord Ventnor re-
garded Iris as his lordship's promised
bride. From your point of view the
trritngemeut was perhaps natural and
equitable, but since your daughter left
Hongkong it happens that she and I
hate fallen in love with each other.
No; please listen to me. I am not
here to urge my claims on you. I won
her fairly and intend to keep Lai were
.be whole house of peers opow.ed to
me. At this moment I went to tell
you, her father, why she could never,
even under other circumstances, i ar-
t•}• :.ord Ventnor."
Then he proceeded to place before
the astounded baronet a detailed his-
tory of his recent career. It was n
etidid story of woman's perfidy twice
told. It carried conviction in every
:eIitence.
At the conclusion Sir Arthur bowed
tis head between his !rands.
"I cannot choose but believe you,"
he admitted huskily. "Yet how came
yon to be so unjustly convicted by a
tribunal composed of your brother of-
ficers?"
"Tiley could not help themselves. To
;teqult me meant that they discredited
the sworn testimony not only of my
colonel's wife, but of the civil head of
an important government mission, not
to mention some bought Chinese evi-
dence."
"But you are powerless now. You
can hardly hope to have your case re-
vised. What chance is there that your
name will ever be cleared?"
Costobell can do it if she will.
The vagaries of such a woman are not
to be depended on. If Lord Ventnor
has cast her off her hatred may prove
stronger thau her passion. Anyhow, I
should be the last man to despair of
God's providence. Compare the con-
dition of Iris and myself today with
our plight on the ledge!"
The shipowner sighed heavily.
"I hope your faith will be justified.
If it is not—the more likely thing to
happen—do I understand that my
daughter and you intend to get mar-
ried whether I give or withhold my
sanction?"
Anstruther rose and opened the door.
"I have ventured to tell you," he said,
"why she should not marry Lord Vent-
nor. \V1sen I come to you and ask you
for her, which I pray may be soon, it
will be time enough to answer that
question should you then decide to
put it."
It must be remembered that Robert
knew nothing whatever of the older
man's predicament, while the baronet,
full of his own troubles, was in no
mood to take a reasonable view of
Anstruther's position.
Thus, for a little while, these two
were striven apart, and Anstruther dis-
dained to urge the plea that not many
weeks would elapse before he would
he a richer man than his rival. The
chief sufferer was Sir Arthur Deane.
Iiad Iris guessed how her father was
tormented she would not have remain-
ed on the bridge, radiant and mirthful,
while the grey haired baronet gazed
with stony eyed despair at some memo-
randa which he extracted from his pa-
pers.
"Ten thousand pounds!" he muttered.
"Not a great sum for the millionaire
financier, Sir Arthur Deane, to raise
on ills note of hand. A few months ago
men offered me one hundred times the
amount on no better security. And
now to think that a set of jabbering
fonts in London should so destroy my
•redit and their own; that not a bank
%rill discount our paper unless they
are assured Lord Ventnor has joined
the board! Fancy me, of all men, be-
ing willing to barter my child for a
few pieces of gold!"
The thought was maddening. For a
little while he yielded to utter despond-
ency. It was quite true that a compar-
atively small amount of money would
restore the stability of his firm. Even
without it, were his credit unimpaired,
he could easily tide over the period of
depression until the first fruits of his
enterprise Were garnered. Then all
men would hail him as it genius.
Wearily turning over his papers, he
suddenly came across the Last letter
written to him by Iris' brother. How
she doted on their only child! He re-
called one night shortly before his wife
died when the little Iris was brought
into her room to kiss her and llep uer
infantile prayers. She had devisesl a
formula of her own:
"God bless fattier! God bless mother!
God bless me, their little girl!"
And what was it she cried to him
from the beach?
"Your own little girl given back to
you!"
Given back to him! For whet --to
marry that black hearted scoundrel
whose pastime was the degradation of
women and the defaming of bouest
men? That settled it. Instantly the
cloud was lifted from his soul. A. great
peace came upon Trim. Tho ruin of lits
business he alight not be able to avert,
but he would save from the wreelc
that which he prized more than all
else, his daughter's love.
The engines dropped to half speed.
They were entering the harbor of Sin-
gapore. In a few hours the worst
would be over. If Ventnor telegraphed
to London his withdrawal from the
board nothing short of acabled draft
for £10,000 would preveut certain cred-
itors from filing a banl.ruptey petition.
Iu the local banks the baronet bad
about a thousand to his credit. Surely
among the rich merchants of the port,
men who knew the potentialities of his
scheme, he would be able to raise the
money needed. IIe would try hard.
Already he felt braver. The old tiro
had returned to his blood. The very
belief that he was noting in tbe way
bestCalc lated to secure his daugh-
ter's
u 9 „
ter's happiness stimulated and encour-
aged him.
IIe went on deck, to meet Iris skip-
ping down the hatchway.
"Oh, there you are!" she cried. "I
was just coming to find out why you
were moping in your cabin. You are
missing the most beautiful view—all
greens and blues and browns! Run,
quick! I want you to see every inch
of it"
She held out her hand and pulled
him gleefully up the steps. Leaning
against tate tnffrail, some distance
apart from each other, were Anstruth-
er and Lord Ventnor.. Need it be
said to whom Iris drewfah
her e father?
"Ilere he is, Robert," she laughed.
"I do believe he was sulking because
Captain Fitzroy was so very attentive
to Inc. Yet you didn't mind it a bit!"
The two men looked into each other's
eyes. They smiled. How could they
resist the contagion of her sunny na-
ture?
"I have been thinking over what you
said to me just now, Anstruther," said
the shipowner slowly.
"Oh!" cried Iris. "IIave you two
been talking secrets behind my back?"
"It is no secret to you, my little
girl"— Her father's voice lingered on
the phrase. "When we are on shore,
Robert, I will explain matters to you
more fully. Just now I wish only to
tell you that where Iris has given her
heart, I will not refuse her hand."
She took his face between her hands
and kissed him. Lord Ventnor, won-
dering at this effusiveness, strolled for-
ward.
"What has happened, Miss Deane?'!
he inquired. "Have you just discover-
ed what an excellent parent you pos-
sess?"
The baronet laughed almost hysteric-
ally. "'Pon my li'onor," he cried, "you
could not have bit upon a happier ex-
planation."
IIis lordship was not quite satisfied.
"I suppose you will take Iris to
Smith's hotel?" he said, with cool im-
pudence.
Iris answered him.
"Yes. My father has just asked Rob-
ert to come with us—by inference, taint
Is. Where are you going?"
The adroit use of her lover's Christian
name goaded his lordship to sudden
heat.
"Indeed!" lie snarled. "Sir Arthur
Deane has evidently decided a good
many things during the last hour."
"Yes," nus the shipowner's quiet
retort. "I have decided that my daugh-
ter's happiness should be the chief con-
:aleration of my remaining years. All
else must give way to it."
'I'lie earl's swarthy face grew sallow
with fury. IIis eyes blazed, and there
was a tense vibrato In his voice as he
said:
"Then I must congratulate you, Miss
Deane. You are fated to endure ad-
ventures. Iiaving escaped from the
melodramatic perils of Rainbow island
you are destined to experience another
variety of shipwreck here."
IIe left them. Not a word had Rob-
ert spoken throughout the unexpected
scene. IIis heart was trobbing with
a tremendous joy, aud his lordship's
sneers were lost on him. But he could
not fail to note the malignant purpose
of the parting sentence.
In his quietly masterful way he
placed his hand on the baronet's shoul-
der.
"What did Lord Ventnor mean?" he
nsked.
Sir Arthur Deane answered, with a
calm smile: "It is difficult to talk open -
iv at this moment. Wait until we
reach the hotel."
The news flew fast through the set-
tlelrent that ler majesty's ship Orient
Lad returned from her long senrch for
the Sirdar. The warship oecupied her
usual anchorage, and a boat was low -
cell to take off the passengers.
(To be continued.)
Cathedral a War Chest.
St. Petersburg as well as Moscow
lifts some cathedrals which are mar-
vels of ecclesiastical architecture. St.
Isaac's cathedral, for instance, in the
center of the city, cost 24,000,000 ru-
bles, or $12,000,000. Scores and scores
Of immense marble pillars adorn its
four equal sides, while several of the
beautiful green malachite columns
within are worth a king's ransom. it
is said that in the golden domes of St.
Isaac's and the jewels within Rus-
sia has a "war chest" that would de-
fensi from her enemies for many a
mouth it she should need the gold.--•
Christian Herald.
Kept Him Modest.
told Herschel, having ttelivered an
address before n large nndience, \vas
afterward waited on by the local re-
porter, who requested 8 digest of the
tleiiverance. "how is it you were not
present to hear it for yourself?" in-
quired the noble peer. "Oh," said the
reporter, "I bad something more im-
portant to attend to --a big boxing
match!" Lord Herschel admitted that
this kept him modest. —London Opin•
Ion. .
TRICKY ELEPHANTS.
The Cunning They Displayed In Pro•
curing a Stolen Meal.
Singular as it may seem, elephants
which hare associated with men enter-
tain the notion that, under special cir-
cumstances, they are not responsible if
they utilize another to commit an ille-
gal act. The following is an instance
of this elephantine morality.
A man in Rangoon bought three
young elephants to send to England.
They were tame and playful, but cun-
ning. Knowing that it was wrong to
steal paddy (uahusked rice)—the idea
r upon
doubtless been impressed
them by punishment for stealing—they
would not touch it themselves, but if
a boy went to see them he would be.
seized by one, the little trunk would
the
be coiled around bis arm, and would
be led to where the paddy was kept in
bags.
The elephant would make a cat's paw
of the boy's hand to take up a handful
of paddy. Then, letting go, be would
turn up the end of his trunk, open it
nud coaxingly iuvite the boy to drop in
the paddy.
Should the boy, however, put it back
in the bag his arm would again be
seized by the trunk, and his hand
would be again inserted into the paddy
bag.
The boy, anxious to be released,
would usually drop the paddy into the
trunk, and the elephant would blow
the rice into his mouth. After repeat-
ing the operation several times the
elephant would scamper off, feeling
that he bad got the paddy without
stealing it.—Harper's.
GAMBLED IN SECRET.
The Romance of Mark Lemon's Most
Successful Drama.
There is a singular story connected
with tbe play "Hearts Are Trumps,"
which Mark Lemon, the famous Punch
editor, wrote many years ago. When
Mark Lemon was visiting a friend's
house one day he found there an elder-
ly gentleman with long white hair
'and a worn, sad face. He was very
seedily clad, and there was something
in his appearance which excited Lem-
on's curiosity. When the visitor had
gone Mark inquired who he was.
"A rich man once," replied his
friend. "Lost everything at the gam-
ing table. But the strangest part of
the story is that no one, not even the
members of his own family, suspected
him of gambling until the crash came.
He had kept it a secret from all who
knew him. He is now little better
than a beggar. He comes to me some-
times and I give him a good meal for
the sake of auld tang syne."
The tale haunted Mark, says Thor-
manby in "The Spice of Life." He
imagined a daughter waiting at home
night after night for the gambling fa-
ther, ignorant of his secret vice until
the day of ruin revealed the cause of
all those mysterious absences.. He
worked the idea into a play which he
called "Hearts Are Trumps," the most
successful of all his seventy dramas.
On the first night it was produced,
glancing into the pit, he saw seated
among the audience the very man
whose career had suggested the plot.
A Contrast in Monarchs.
Emperor Napoleon has often been
seen detaching his own cross of the
Legion of Honor to place it himself on
the breast of a hero. Louis XIV.
would first have asked If the brave
man was a noble. Napoleon asked if
the noble was brave. A sergeant who
in battle had performed prodigies of
valor was brought before Louis XIV.
"I grant you a pension of 1,200 livres,"
said the king.
"Sire, I should prefer the cross of
St. Louis."
"I should think so, but you will not
get it."
Napoleon would have embraced the
sergeant. Louis XIV. turned his back
Ott him. It is the decided distinction
which separates - the two epochs.—
From "Recollections of an Officer of
Napoleon's Army."
An Eccentric Vicar.
One wonders what London thought
of Robert e w
Stephen Hawker, the vicar
b t St e
1
of Morwenstow, when he visited Lon-
don (for the second time in his life) in
1SO4. Lord Exmouth, invited to lunch
with him at the Great Western hotel,
Paddington, found him dressed pre-
cisely ns be used to dress in his Cor-
mell village—fisherman's knitted jet -
sty long purple coat and wading boots.
Cord Exmouth, bubbling with laugh-
ter, said, "I am not surprised the wait -
should say there was no clergyman
here." To which Hawker replied: "No
doubt you would rather sec me dressed
like a waiter, with a black coat and
n kite choker! I've felt obliged to say
'Sir' to him twice already." --London
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A Future Financier.
A very nice young man was calling
on his sister. To make things easy,
he gave him a beautiful new penny,
saying, "Save each penny and sena
you will have a dollar."
"Til soon have a dollar!" replied
the boy, with great eagerness.
The young man smiled good natur-
edly, dug into his pocket, saying:
"Well, just how much more do you
need?"
"Only 99 cents."
He soon had a dollar.
Useless Rifles.
In the French arsenals there are
1,825,000 old service rifles and car-
bines which are of not the slightest
use in case of a mobilization, as the
cartridges required for them are no
longer made. They are weapons of the
1874 to 1880 patterns and have a cali-
bre of eleven millimeters. Most of
them are reported to be in. "fair" con=
dition, but more than half a million
are admittedly quite useless.
The Ti Tree.
An Australian tree called ti con-
tains a substance from which, if its
chemical composition could be altered
a fraction, it would be possible to ex-
tract vanillin, the flavoring used in
vanilla ice cream and chocolates.
A Modern Girl. .
"Why did you turn him down?"
"He began to yap about two living
as cheaply as one. When I get mar-
; Tied I expect to make the money
Everlasting.
Vicar's Daughter — I'm sorry you
don't like the vicar's sermons, William.
What is the matter with them? Are
they too long? William—Yes, miss.
You t' carate 'e says, "In conclusion,"
and 'e de conclude. But t' vicar 'i
says "Lastly," and 'e do last.—London
Mail.
About Nothing.
Mamma --What in the world are you
• two quarreling about?
Intle 11Dick—Notl'
Dyaks Fond of Monkey Meat. 1v
The D\ aka of soul1estel% Borneo
11mnt nearly all the game in the \ivinl-
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rcpt in the c:'se of the ot•fln•s nmrnn•;.
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feat1'•e"• wild renter are veru total
of tit,• t.,(;tt of the or;ung; uutaug PIA
•, nta',11:1•nt:y these animals are
••t::r.'e in the t:,i bboriset1 of Dyck
r ;t time.
hlot /tc••irrant'd.
"Are von at ell fnmtltar with Plato?"
asked \Ira 0idenstfe.
"No; that's one thine Tnsiah'Iv-.lys
blames me for. I1.e says t item w,.l:e
teal friends with ant body."
Welcome.
"1 n'pose 1 cool: like trityl'. t`ath-
Prltie Anti. but Pmvonr consul Cy
back iron the Klondike with
$40,000 in gold. Gee, don't smother
fuel" --Chicago Tribune., .. .. ...., ,
II
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".Nothing. eh:"
"Yes'ut. Dot left her box of candy
here, an' when she came back there
was notbiu' in it."
i ht Distant Uncle.
5hortinigh—My i'nele Prenit is a
veritable K londitce. I.ons;leigh—R'hy,
bow's that? tiborttciph—Ilas plenty of
wealth, hat is cold and distant.—Smart
Set Magazine.
Chest Pains
of Bronchitis
IT is the tendency of every cold to
develop into bronchitis, consump-
tion or some form of lung trouble,
Bronchitis is most dreaded, because
it has a tendency to become chronic
and return again and again, until the
patient becomes worn out.
If the cough is dry and hard; if
there is pain, soreness or tightness in
the chest; if breathing is difficult and
causes pain in the chest, you have
every reason to suppose that you
have bronchitis and should promptly
begin the use of Dr. Chase's Syrup of
Linseed and Turpentine.
Cough mixtures that may help an
ordinary cold have no effect on bron-
chitis and asthma, but Dr, Chase's
Syrup of Linseed and Turpentine
has won its enviable reputation on
account of its wonderful success in
curing these ailments. 25 cents a
bottle, at all dealers, or Edmanson
Bates & Co., Limited, Toronto.
HAD DYSPEPSIA
FOR TEN YEARS
COULD NOT BEEP ANYTHING ON
HER STOMACH
Dyspepsia is caused by poor digestion,
and to get rid of this terrible affliction, it
is necessary to place the stomach in a
good condition. For this purpose Bur-
dock Blood Bitters has no equal.
Mrs. Norman A. Macleod, Port Bevis,
N.S., writes:—"For the last ten years I
suffered dreadfully with dyspepsia, and I
could not keep anything on my stomach.
I tried several kinds of medicines, but
none of them seemed to do me any good.
At last a friend advised me to try Bur-
dock Blood Bitters, which I did, and after
using five bottles I was completely cured.
I would advise any one troubled with
stomach trouble to use B.B.B. I can-
not recommend it too highly."
Burdock Blood Bitters is manufac-
tured only by The T. Milburn Co.,
Limited, Toronto, Ont.
The Crop Failed,
The sharp witteduess of the Rus-
sian gypsies Is illustrated by a story
told in the Journal of the Gypsy Lore
Society. A gypsy induced a farmer to
join him in sowing money, promising
a large crop of rubles. Having first
sown a comparatively small amount,
they got back each morning their cap-
ital with some addition, much to the
delight of the farmer. Then they sow-
ed a big sum and got back—nothing.
The farmer began to blame the gypsy,
for advising him to sow money. The
gypsy answered, "Well, it's nobody's
fault that there was a sharp frost ear-
ly this morning."
The Ruling Passion.
Mrs. J. L. Story in her reminiscences
tells of a lady relative who had all
her life been afraid of damp sheets.
When she was dying Mrs. Story en-
tered the room, to find the fireplace
barricaded with a large assortment of
hed linen. She was having her wind.
tug sheet warmed.
"I never have lain in damp bed-
clothes
edclothes while 1 was alive," said the
old lady in a feeble whisper, "and I'm
net going to do it when I'm dead."
A Philanthropist.
"I '," said little Willie, looking ap
from ids paper, "what is a philanthro-
pist?"
"A philanthropist, my son," replied •
his wise pit, "is usually a man who
spends his time getting other people to
spend their money for eharity."—Cath•
otic Standard and Times.
Place For Footprints.
"I shall leave footprints on the sands
of time," said the idealist.
"What for?" asked the crudely pram
deal person. "Nobody will want to go
round :looking for footprints. What we
want to d6 for posterity is to help build
some good roads."—Washington Star. !
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A Modern Girl. idyl
"Why did you turn him down?'
"He began to yap about two living
es cheaply as one. When I get 'mar-
ried I expect to make the Money
Louisville Courier -Journal.
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