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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1911-8-31, Page 3ffailt°e °rase! eler7"ler•i;;,°e',see °e a • s}\ qq Secretan s Son • ItfeJl, ;t °iti•;°:°:lese4'fea °)t.°•itersr;,.}r Roger Secretan came down the• handsome steps which led from his offices and walked slowly along the street.. let was a- bitter day in January, when the east wiled came whirling round corners, blowing the dust into the ey.es of the few pedestrians who were about, and piercing the garanents of the poor rvieh. a cruel sharpness, But Sec- - 'retail did'not feel it. Re was well wrapped up an a fur -lined coat; it was not for him, . next door to a millionaire, to feel cold, or hut - per, or any other disagreeable tiring to which so many folk are liable in the bitter weather of an 1,nglish January, in a year when work was scarce and times pard - clearly bad. • Times were always good, '.so it seemed, for'Sccretan and Sena The vaet 'wealth for which the head of the firm was' famous increased, every year—no one was more re= seeded than Roger Secretan-and they took it as a compliment that he had not left` them to go to Lon- don, but had built up his fortune in his own native town: And the town wars proud of him proud of. the firm—proud of the very name of Secretan. The offices - themselves 'were a kind of monument in the town—. they, iyere so. large, so handsome and imposing of structure. Only one strange thing some times caught • "the eye of -a stranger -the -towns- folk were so used to it that 'they had ceased to see it—end-that was a gold line which ran through the words "and Son"; for the firm was now merely Secretan—the son was no mere. Death had not removed the prom- ising young man, the only -son of the head of the firm, and the na- tural 'heli• 'to all the vast wealth aceumu)ated by the most flourish- ing firm in the Midlands; but he had gone out of his father's arouse disinherited and disowned, and no one had even heard anything more about him. That had happened some twenty years ago, and people said that Roger Secretan bore still the marks oi` liis anguish and dis- a•ppointment- For .there was now no one to come after 'him—no one to carry on the geed old name and the busi- eneas of`the firm, unless he took in a partnee, It was a thing he would be hie obliged to do, pf course,, and • - s own 'personal wealth he could • .leave to hisnative town,,: He. bad- now no; other interest. He was a hard man, 'ti d `had never said much about himself or his affairs even to the few intimate friendshe possessed,' and probab- ly no one knew how deeply the iron of disappaintment had eaten into his soul. For Geoffrey Secre- tee had been the apple of his 'fa- ther's eye, and it wars the man's intense affection for and pride in that son which had led him to be so stern when the boy married, on the impulse of the moment, a penniless and pretty girl, and never told his father anything about it until the deed was done.' That want of confidence had cost the boy his father's fatale and his father affection. He was dis- owncd—told' to leave the house .. where lie had been born and where his. happy , childhood had passed, an gooutinto the world, there to work hard for a,sufiroient living to keep himself and his ,young wife• Anel he never eame, back, Hurd words had pas e'd'bebween father and son—words which both . felt were irrevocable, though many people thought as years went by the father would relent and call home the prodigal son. But he did not, chiefly,' perhaps, because he did not know whore that son was. He was to all intents and purposes' dead and buried. "P1I never come back—never 1" How the boy's proud, passionate words rang in Roger Seeretan's hars ns he wallrecl slowly home that T{ter January day from his office. Geoffrey- had- in'hcrited more -than a spice of the •prtornal imiperious :::'tempbr;'"d»d,,,thty,elzlai.mrtn iealizr ed th.Lt.t%le•reeh,vc4.iyoulci be 1tepa ' f,o the vt'r'y letter. Geoffrey never gave way, He had never glven wee'. resolved that he would • find a; hi:Meaf; perhaps Chat wee *by lee.. berth in his office for Geoffrey t was now,, in approaching old age, a rich man, a successful man --abut nob a popular, man, And he •was horribly lonely. He hated, too, the idea of taking into the firm a.- stranger, Ye't ib mast be dome, and done coon, for age was beginning to tell upon Roger Secretan, - [t wase fairly long, walk to the palatial 'house, standing some. lit- tle'distence froin the town, where Roger, Secretan kept up a: kind of formal state; but he 'liked the walk,. and the- day, though cold, was pleasant and dry. He walked swiftly, irlimiersed in thought of not a vory cheerful nature. �So deep was he in thought that, as ho walked along the quiet coun- try road, he hardly heard the warn - Ing hoot of a big motor -horn, as a powerful ear eaane swinging round the corner at a very fair speed; and it was not till he found himself being forcibly pulled to, one side by a strong hand that he realized he had very nearly been run over by the ear, for the road was narrow and there was very little room to siparo. The person who had ,prac- tically saver! his life was a tall youth with pieasucnt brown eyes, and an air' of decision that re- minded Roger Secretan of some - nee eel had seen before—he could not think who.. "lam - afraid I was a bit rough, sir," said the youth, "but it was rather touch end go. That car had no right 'to, go at such a speed.'.' "And 1 had no right to be stalk- ing along the needle of the road blind and deaf to everything about me," said.'S•ecretan, grimly. 'Tim ai very much -obliged ed to•ou nay bey,. •G rg y , Y If you're going,: my way we may as well walk together. ' T feel a bit shaken somehow." "'Shock to the nerves, sir," said the boy, cheerfully; ';take my arm, will you? No wonder motors are unpopular' amongst a lot of peo- ple. The drivers have .very little regard for the mere pedestrian." "One will be compelled to keep a car in self-defence, eh?" said Secretan. "That's what it comes to I suppose. Do you live here? You're a stranger to me; and yet T seem to know your face." "We—my -mother and I—have only just arrived, sir, a few days ago. W' lived /oar London, and the place did not suit her.; so, as she ,had a fancy for this part, and I thought I might be able to get a clerkship in some office here, we moved tip and took a small house —or cottage, rather—on the Northern Road." "You .want a clerkship, eh?" "Yes, sir, I'm looking' fora place; but it isn't easy in these daye:to get a poet. There are al- ways more, applicants than. vaoan Dies!' "Have you tried Secretan's?" • Roger Secretan never knew. what impulse prompted him to say the words. They seemed to come from him involuntarily, almost sense- lessly, since utero was no vacancy ah the .office—unless tee head of the firm chose to create or invent one. And such a thing was absolutely without precedent. The boy sleek his head. "No, sir; it would be no use. Secretan's is too big a place for me. They'd never take- a • fellow who couldn't produce stunning ref- erences; and I'haven't got any, be- cause this is my first shot at the job, you see." "Well, I don't know'; fresh ma- terial is rather good sometimes. What's your name 1" • "Geoffrey Percival, sir." ".Geoffrey Percival," nattered the elder man,-�thouglitfnlly: The mere mention of the first name made ,hien wimoe, They had reach- ed the entrance gates of Arlington Ple,ce. the home of Roger Secrc •tan, and he stopped short. "Try •,Secretam's for a job," lac said, "and let me know how you get on. I cha'n't forget that you saved my life—worthless though 41 may be. Good night, and thank you," "Good night, sir—incl thank you. I'll try S•ecretan's to -mor- row," • Roger Secretan went thoughtful- ly into his warm, e,omfortable 'house, For the life of him he could not dismiss from his memory the Aced' the boy -who had come to.his •rescue in the very nick of .throe. air 'w ae 5eehafs'd •titan• --a• man not astone�W4alrfng fancaaaes ie the. seer, ire •'goeree to- people:reeve: ,^yet he Pcreivai, not only because the boy :had some def1nite easant on lies gra• laa with hire to rresry titude, but because he felt he mast on tic fir * ' e •'do a It wase a, mild autumnal day when '� * * Secretin walked ret 'the gravelled "11 ie almost. too good to be true, path to the euttage where Mrs, mother; but I've got a place, and Pcreivel and Geoffrey hard made at a rnuoh larger salary than 1 then' Bene just before the' boy's hal any right to expect ; And eateence into les new work, The where do you think it is l Geese!' little garden, horupulously neat Mrs, Percival. located np from the and pretty, was still gay with otoelting.she .was darning, and a oolor; groups of late dahlias tfmd 'faint 'color ilo ted into her rather. big chimps of mauve and white 'Worn face, Her eyes reflected the Michaelmas daisies filled the ber- radfant,srnile tame deiace'd in• Geof- ders,• and the little, cottage locked frog s—Uhieir eyes were very much charming with•'the pale sunshine alike—brown • velvet, beauties. full on it. It brought a lump to eyes, so someone lead said of Mar the rich• man's throat --it looked garet Percival's. such a real home. And lie lead not "I don't know, dear ---wherever ?mown the true ineaning of that it is I am delighted to: hear• such beautiful wore for so keg! good news. But you eleservo some- The ye -tang, maid who opened the thing of the kine]_ Where is,it7' door told him tint Mrs. Percival • "At •,Secretan's-the biggest firm . was at h?mei and he waited a few in the town --nearly the biggeatin moments for her in a ohairniaa ilhe, Midlands. I'm in luck.':' little room, full of the evidence! ' $ecretan's!" of a woman's refined,t•ouc''e i:n it: The word was almost whispered. pretty water -colors its many flew. so low was Mrs. Percival's tone; ers, well -cared -for books, and the bpi; the boy caught- the word. work-barlcet�fell of homely seeveis "Yes -you've heard of the firm, at wh eh Mrs. Percival had eve of course, haven't you, mother?' deetl•y •been lately employed. 'Yes; I have heard of it," sfse When she came in—•a tall, grace - said, slowly, speaking as if'she ful wo.rnan, looking still young de - were weighing something in 'bei spite her being the mother cf r mind. Her hands • lay fele on her grown-up son—Roger Secretan vac lap; she' was looking, not at the agreeably surprised at her please boy's -eager face, but out of the ant voice -incl inanner• and tie window at the gaunt, leafless tree; charm of leer soft brown eyes. He ivhich.friiged the quiet road. Anc plunged:•at once into his business 'Iver gaze is one, of retrospect. speaking rather haltingly of Geof•• There lyras a skirt silence. Then Trey's talent and usefulness to the Mrs, .Percival turned her head .and :f rsn; and his owe esteem !seethe look l at her son. boy. "I-1 have lost my son," he went op, "and I have no ene to care for -or to care for. me. I very much wish, Mrs. Pei;cival, to take ,your boy into partnership-soon—and to make lain, in fact, my adopted son. Would you object to this course? I should not, of course, dream of separating him from you, if you would be good enough to spare him to me sometimes. For I am a very lonely man." Mrs. Percival had grown quite white- She looked at hien in the strangest manner, he thought. "You wish to take Geoffrey into partnership—to adopt hien?" she repeated, i ereclulously, "Yes. Icave set my heart on it, Mrs. Percival." she was silent for a moment. Then witls an ''evident effort she spoke. Before I • give you my. answer, Mr. Secretan, I must tell you that Pereira] is not my boy's real name. It is the name we havelived under always—in deference to my hue-, band's wishes. He is dead but it is time now to tell you that my boy is Geoffrey Secretan your "How did you get such a post,. Geoffrey a" "Well, that's jeet''the.queer thing about it all, mother. You remem- ber I told you of the man who was nearly run over by a motor? I. walked with him to .his home -a big place out on the other side of the, town. Well, it was'' he who ad- vised me to go sed look for a job alt Secretan's, and—:he turned out to be Mr. Secretan himself!" • Secretan' himself!. Then it was his life you saved?" The 'boy colored a little . and laughed. "Oh, well, hardly that, mother. He might have been run dawn, of course, but -still—it was nothi ig, Anyone would have clone the same thing." Again ,Mrs. Percival lapsed into +'silence. Many things were pass- ing through her mind, Was it only the long arm of coincidence art work, weaving.the destines of her boy lane! Roger Secretan together, or was it, after all, the hand et Providence 1 Her lips were sealed so far as the boy was concerned. Only, on grandson," Iris twenty-first birthday—nearly a • 'fy grandson?" Roger Secre- year h•enee—s'he was to bane! him tan hardly knew his own voice—it was so hoarse, so shaken. "Yes. I - am Margaret Secretan, your son's wife. He lived under the name of Peroivai—a family name, I believe—and ho made his way in the world for us all. He left me a modest competence, on which I educated our boy and on which we lived till Geoffrey was old .enough to get work. Geoffrey himself has no idea of itis iden- tity, and our coming here was a mere accident=" "Or the, hand of Providence," said , Sec'retan, hoarsely. the sealed envelope her hus- band had left in her'charge for his boy. And in 'that she could guess many things- would be revealed to Geoffrey. • She roused herself as ;the boy spoke again in his young eager voice. "Isn't it all odd—and rather wonderful, mother. Such a, stroke of leek, too, for Secretan'e is the biggest firm in the Midlands, and any fe•Ilow is lucky, they say, who gets into such a good house. Per- haps it's the beginning of th•e end after all, mother -the first step to the fortune I'.m going to make for you!" "`Perhaps it is," mor Percival, es the; boy strong young arm, round deks-"perhaps it is, It would be hard . Roger'Secretan's feeling's new clerk, as days and even months slipped by, Geoffrey, growing into t indispensable person in at any rate, in the es f the great man. There - thing about the boy the 1 arrested Itis notic memory—something el quite incomprehensible. gan, little by little, to t things he would never h of ! o other anon in his e eral times he asked hi with him, and he promised the pleasure of going t Percival seine day ; bu the day was put off an and many months 'elapsed he.was able to carry out Lien. • mused Mrs flung his her shoal Geoffrey." to describe about his weeks and and found an almost the firm— a; 0 was some- thing attractei e, held his elusive' and Ho ba- sh the boy ave spoken mploy. Sev- in to cline himself o see Mrs. t somehow d put off, n m• a to FLS ye bu bo am th an ca to rile ,He tui wo th he rctir before his inben- By the time Geoffrey had been early a year in his new employ- en•t, • Roger Secretan had taken definite resolve. Ho would take lsimself this boy, to be to him a son, to suceecd him in the m, with •a partner of maturer ars. He had lost his own son ; t the could replace him with this y,'to wlconz he had grown oddly d sinccrely nttaoiied. It was a fug that required much thought el consideration. He'weighed it refully. watching Geoffrey the ile. Bet in .the bey ho could do- t nothing that was not genu - industrious and painstaking. was clever, industrious, ansbowed,. sisterly grasp el- detail- in • the, eking a the immense business t` ee intended him at once to •tam ad of the flran s Afd.Roger ,ltee- n,made sip hie inhxb He would "Or the hand of Providence," agreed Margaret, . gravely. "We must think *that when •we remem- ber hew you were brought to- gether—how yell actually wish now to take the boy into partnership." "Margaret! You won't be hard —as 1 was? Will you retain good for evil and let ]ire have the boy ? I shall never be lonely, any more if yon will both come and take your rightful places in my life and in my •house. I -I am sorry for the past—I was a hard man—I thought no one should have any will, any determination, but myself. I see now I was wrong. I believe your boy has taught me that lesson. I want him—I went you both. Will you come? Will you forget and forgive ?" He held out both his bands— they srhook as the stamen took teem in her soft grasp. ' 'Yes; we will come, Geoffrey and I," shtesaid, softly. "Yost were s. hand man when 'you turned my Geoffrey out of h :use arc] home simply because be loved a pen'si Iess girl, Mr. Secretan,- but he never failed in his love and duty to you.. Hie last injunetion to nee was to bring up ou'r boy to'be a cr'edie to you and to t' e 'anus of Scoreless." "And you have done it, Mar-. garet, nobly, lou have not only done that, but you have given 'new life, new hops., to a very lonely, man, and a new interest to the firms of Seerctan—anti Son." e * e * A few snontlis later a new in scripeion in shining gold• appeared in the window and on the brass plate of the most ianportent firm in the town "Secretan and Son," ran the•legend. Roger Seceeten knew, once mores what • real, home. happiness meant, when he - had Margaret•and her:boy:. inettlled in• ale mansion,. $e Wall, never -!Opel, again—and in Geoffrey • Ike ranee! doptCleoffrey Piereawal, on wend]- again the bay he head loft.•--Leedon i . /gip'•;; LOOK FOR; 76-ire&ME Pr AOKM$11"', .S CA rLLTO;, Sf & THAT LABEL, O6 $S fro Po. NO OTHER count ��8 USED Ott! f2frp•4E''itlE6£ THE COLOR BLUE EKG G 6 LLETT CO LTD. TORONTO a ONT. Sl'j'' U attff COMPAItY Ultll 1 W,_�.Y qG ONTO, MNT,,,�p, ME PAM AT HOS_ H Y 000 SCENE OF TRAGIC INCIDENTS IN SCOTTISH HISTORY. The Palace is Seldom Used Now as a Residence by British Sovereigns. "The Palace uf Holyrood," ob- served lt. L. Stevenson, 'has been left aside in the growth of Edin- burgh ane stands gray and silent in a workmen's quarter and among breweries and gas works." The gas works have gone since R. L. is wrote, but the breweries remain, and otherwise the envir- ons of the palace are little chang- ed. Among them, however, must be numbered the magnificent royal park, the picturesque line of serrat- ed rocks which form the Salisbury Craigs, and the lofty hill, Browned by its noble lion's head, which owes its name of "Arthur's Seat" to its associations with the old Arthurian legends of Edinburgh. King George was the first reign- ing King (the second reigning sov- ereign) to occupy the palace since the time of Charles I,. while:Queei. Mary was the first Queen Consort to reside there since Anne of Den- mark, James VI.'s Queen, quitter its walls. In 1633 Charles I. was crowned in the chapel royal at Holyrood, and in 1641 he spent about three months in the palace— not very happily. From that time till George IV, visited Edinburgh in 1822 no British monarch crossed its threshold. And George 1V., while holding various state cere- monies in Holyrood resided in Dal- keith House, QUEEN VICTORIA and the Prince Consort also lived at Dalkeith on the occasion of their first visit to Edinburgh in 1842. In the autumn of 1850, however, her Majesty and Prince Albert resided for a couple of days at Holyrood, ' and subsequently the Queen when On a ranch in a valley of the Col - going te or returning from Bal- orado desert we find a new and moral several times broke her, jour- strange method of hatching chick- ney at Edinburgh and spent a night ens, says Saint Nicholas. in the palace. In April, 1903, King Many artesian wells are in this Edward held a court at Holyrood; valley to furnish water for irriga- but his Majesty and Queen Alex- tion. They are made by drilling a andra resided at Dalkeith House, hole in the earth, and as the dirt Although net the oldest of the is drawn out, a, pipe is pushed till Scottish royal palaces, that of water is reached, which then rises Holyrood House is in many respects to the top and flows over the edge. the most interesting. It appeals to The earth was dug away from the the imagination as none other does, pipe so •that the water, as it flow - It has been the scene of some of the ed over, formed a pool, in which most splendid, the .most romantic, an ingenious form of incubator can and the most tragic incidents 9n be submerged. Scottish history -of coronations, One hole was, drilled for 750 feet royal marriages, festivities, court into the earth, and a flow of water revels, plots, conspiracies, feuds, came. up with a temperature of 102 intrigues, murders, degrees. Since chicks will hatch Moreover, while Linlithgow and when eggs are kept just about as Falkland palaces are of earlier warm as this for 21 days, the people date, for nearly four and a half who own this well decided to use centuries before the erection of a its .heat to hatch eggs. royal palace at Holyrood the mag- Of course, the eggs would spoil if mag- nificent abbey which stood there g p was closely associated with the placed directly in the water, se a Scottish sovereigns. Founded in round can of galvanized iron was 1128 by David I,, this religious made, eighteen inches in diameter house ivas frequently used as a and .six. inches deep. By stretching royal residence, Parliaments met the arm and hard down this, .cli' .. within its walls and in its church nay the eggs are placed in straw Kings were crowned, wedded and on the bottom of the can. In this buried. way, too, they are tinned twice The erection of a, royal palace each clay, and out of rbc chimney was begun about 1501 by James IV., the uhiekens arc drawn when two and from this time onward it was days old. They are then placed in the chief residence of the brooders and given their first food SCOTTISH MONARCHS. and water. It is noteworthy that one of the The can is semirely fastened iu the warm pool by weights. The first events connected with it was only things that appear above the the marriage of James to therPrize water are the chimney and the end cess Margaret, daughter of Henry of a small tube which is inserted i `VII. of-England—from which mar- t d ns riege came the union of the crowns. the bottom of thecae and curves Jaynes V. extended the palace and upward, it has associations of a peculiarly Tluongh the chimney the foul air close and interesting character with rises and escapes, Into the tube his unfortunate daughter Mary. rushes fresh air with moisture Here the lovely Queen of Scots which ascends as vapor from the enjoyed a brief period of happiness after her return from France, here she read with George Buchanan, played chess with her,favorites, danced with Chastelard, listened to the maid of Rizzio and held stormy interviews with John Knox. Here she wedded Darnley; here Rizzio was slain, and here she celebrated her nuptials with the ruffianly Rothwell. James VI, lived chiefly at Holy- •rued -•before his aecessiocs to the 'throne of England, and it.ivaahere Sir;ltobest Carey:brotu'gl t:eim tid- raga, of the • death ,of Queen Eliza- beth,.•He"visited the palace. only ones after ward„ Tho two v is of HOW A POOR MAN CAN SAYE ANDREI,' CAIt>l,Glii's RECIPE FOR aR'1TING RICH, The lh;lillionaire Says Any Viefvu Earnes C'an ]iopc or an Old Age of t:mnfuit Andrew Oarnegie has .totted teat the.trouble of giving away naillaune. dos'elops into a monster that -is met. a myth. Although he flues' the work of disposing; of his massive fortune to^ ^ ;` be a trifle Plaguing, this white - bearded machinist of millions hie retained a Bessemer steel grip on optimism. Mr. Carnegie talked freely some time ago of his many , eharntehle enterprises and discussed' the means by which the wage-earner can become independently wealthy. s -- "Have 1 a recipe to enable a pour man to get rich?" said he- "1 have—that is, I mean that any wage-earner can hope for en old age uf comfort if he is prudent with- in les sucans. Say a, man makes $15 tr week, for instance. His aim should be to .save something out of this each week, no matter what sacrifices he had to 'make. The habit of saving must be cultivated. It can be acquired more. easily than a lot of bad habits. Once it is ac- quired it will remain a lasting habit.• "The first goal of a wage -earn - or in saving should be to acquire $500. When he has the first $500 lie is in a position tv begin prudent investng. Money grows surprising- ly fast, andtif you have npne now, try the experiment I suggest of getting the $500 and see if I am not right. "The trouble with many men of small means is that they will never make a beginning, and keep putting off the time when they will have es es nucleus for investing. Opportunity, of course, enters into -re making of wealth, and all men have not the same talents in investing their earnings. I should say, however, that any wage-earner who has ordinary discernment and does not desire to get rich too quickly can' - profitably follow this advice. "Great wealth has burdens that few anticipate. The disposition of millions is an engrossing task, and it becomes more so es modern life becomes more complex. "I remember during a money. panic in New York that I could have made an extra $50;000,000 had I wanted to. I say that this ad- ditional $50,000,000 would simply add to my burdens, however, ape I< didn't wish for the money. "Is the mere acquisition of money interesting Frankly, that is a question which involves the. matter I have just been talkies about. A man must always eon - skier the responsibilities that in- creased wealth impose on him. That. at any rate has been my case. "Do I believe in the unequal dis- tribution of wealth 't I ccr'tainly do, and I cannot conceive of a world of order and economic pro- gress under any other system. The Soaa:ist has glittering theories for the reformation of the world, but he wants to bring about the reform- ation on the wealth and energy of. others, "Personally I have found that the,giving away of intn,ense'Wealth is an unsolved problem.` 1 .have given something -11 e• 1.7001ibraries • to English speaking cities because I had to struggle to get books to -reed as a poor young man myself. "1 believe 'another admirable use for men of great wealth to make of their money is the foundirg cf pen- sion funds for educators and funds to forward the progress of scientific most research, The educators are the most valuable servants in the land, ancl we can't use themntoo kindly," FACT AND ANCY red to, Wit le no reigning sover- eign occupied Holyrood subse- •ouently for a couple of centuries James II. lived there twice while he was Duke of York. The palace, too, played a roman- tio part in the rising of 1795. For six weeks Prince Charles Edward held a court in it and gave recep- tions,' balls, and so forth. After the French Revolution Holyrood twice presided a residence for the exiled royal family of France. In. 1859 King Edward, THEN PRINCE OF WALES, lived in Holyrood, while he was studying, and in 1863-1864 the Duke of Edinburgh, afterward Duke of Saxe-Coburg-Gotha, •resided in the palace while he was attending Ed- inburgh university. Of the ancient Abbey of Holy - rood, frequently plundered and burned, nothing remains but a part of the fine church, afterward the Chapel Royal. The palace was sot fire to in 1544 by the English and although at once repaired was again destroyed three. years later. Rebuilt almost immediately, it suf- fered once more during the civil wars, when most of the building was burned by Cromwell's troops, After the Restoration it was rebuilt by Charles IL, who took a great interest in the work, and made several suggestions which, it is said, were treated with great re- spect, although they were ignored. The existing palace, with the ex- ception of .a remnant of the build- ing- of James V. (the northwestern towers, in which are situated the historical apartments), is the struc- ture of Charles II. The residential part of the pal- ace includes throne room, drawing rooms, dining rooms, Ste, and sev- eral have a. magnificent outlook to- ward Arthur's Seat and the Sals- bury Craigs. NATURE'S INCUBATOR. Strange Method - of Hatching Chickens. • Wheal a Spanish duchess marries one of the common people, the man takes leer title. While few of us are cannibals. we are all somewhat given to backbiting. Can it be said a spring bonnet is not a spring bonnie when it be- comes a woznan ? . It Lakes the tusks of 75,000 ,elepli tints e, year to supply the world's piano keys, Good judges of whiskey are apt to be ruthless executioners of the sane. Look before you heap into law- suits. The mosquito's hues is the coned water. Both are neoessar4- to give not of los wings, but of his breath - health and strength to the little ing• birds growing in the shells. When passenger trains aro -tele- These chicks.are as strong as nes, seeped, the passengers ere apt to chicks have over been, and hatched see stars. in this svay, it is darned that they are one of their shells one day earl- . In contemplating what we do ier than when a hen sits on the for others wo are • apt to lose sight eggs' of wleit others do for us. There's no fun in loafing if; you ,l pinch of chicory makes an ex- can't ;bother some person i cellent coloring in soup or gravy.busy. l on who is rind leaves "You„ no taste, �ciu.say.you eves had 'h r, . , a Ome? - 170• there • t ,. •,, you.beliexe t.teie Dats: what I• bac - r.-eoTr... h didn't you , a u „•, a tiSr�g as honor' among • Plodding :1't12e. "Why di " thi'veai" . . e — „ „ • 5" peer 4 yin e Lyux4ua .. Ccrt:ta�y du sodsifd'',lFrnE.• te make yriu r feller not.- `h. ase just aa tee e�e other eezefortable . anti. happy 4''r<• ") • did. I left„" +� ion that be took ib. atone r! Sao- t °Pit Ihtfw �" CPharles I, have alraad� ldteu lt+�tialt-�,i