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Every word she uttered made his heart
beat faster, and sent his good angel far-
ther from him.
"You will not have another soon?"
"No," she said; "never perhaps."
"Never is a long day," he said. "Who
knows? There may be plenty of such
gifts for you. T am no prophet, but I.
will indulge in prophecy on this occasion,
and add that I an sure there will be."
"Ali, you do not know," said Joan,
With- n wistful little smile.
"We shall see!" Then he bent down
and almost in a whisper said: "Miss
Joan. will you grant me a favor?"
"I?" she said, opening her gray eyes
full upon him. "What favor can I grant
you ?"
"It has been a happy night for me—I
hate told you so already—I should like
to carry away some memento •f it. Will
you give me that red blossom in your
dress?"
Joan looked away from him with a
vague trouble in her eyes—a look of
doubt, almost of fear,
"Is it too much to ask?" he said in a
whisper; "are you angry? You shall not
give it me unless you wish to!"
"It is of no use," she said, hurriedly,
and trying to laugh; but the laugh died
away on her lips. "It is n11 faded, and
nearly dead—"
"I do not care. I would rather have
it now that you have worn it—"
He stopped short, for she turned her
eyes to him with the troubled book more
strongly marked.
"i meant that 1 shall value it just as
clearly though it is faded. Give it to
me!"
Joan took the flower from the bosom
of het dress, her hands trembling, and
she did not notice that be stood in front
of her to conceal the action from the
of her to conceal the action from the
eyes of any who might be watching
them.
"There it is," she said. holding it out
to bine. "Poor flower! It has not been
a very happy evening for it!"
"Not happy, and it hes beera worn by
you!" no said. trying to speak lightly.
"Ah, thanks, thanks!" and he thrust it,
but gently, inside his coat.
`Come, .loan," said the colonel, bustling
ups. "where's your things? • Villiers.
where ^are yon staving?—at the Royal, I
suppose? Right! 4I'll drive over to-enor-
row and look you up! We're not going
to Tet yon give ns the slip again!"
"There.is..no fear of that" he said,
quietly- "But don't trouble to come
over. 7 want you and the young ladies
to come to the. Wold to -morrow and give
me your advice. T ani going to fit up
some of the rooms."
"Mod news! I shall be delighted to
come, and T ate sure Julia and Emme-
line will; won't yea, girls, eh?"
"Oh, delighted!" they echoea in a
breath, with their full smiles on.
"Thanks." he said quietly. "And. Miss
Joan, 1 hope ehe will come also?"
The fares of the two girls would have
formed a study for a painter of charac-
ter.
"Eb?" said the colonel. "Oh, eh, yes:
but I'm nfrnid .Mise Jona doesn't care
for that kind of thing; eh, Joan?"
Joan stead with downcast eyes.
"Mists Joan is too good-natured to re-
fuse her assistance;" said Lord Villiers.
in a matter-of-fact voice—how different
thought Joan to the low, whispering
tones c4 n. moment or two before.
"You will come, Miss Joan?" and as
he put the frieze cloak around her, he
whispered: "Say `yes!" •
And Joan faintly obeyed and answer-
ed:
"Yes!"
CHAPTER VL
Mr. Craddock not only had his office
hi the city; but he lived there also. Very
few people live in the city, and at night,
as early ,ay as eight o'clock, the great
thoro lig; :fere'--which have been kluging
the day so thronged by a hurrying, scut-
t:lii;.; crowd that one eau scarcely
make one's way along the pave-
nuenr, -.. are so deserted that, if
you are observant, you 1uay sec cats ac-
tually running across the roadways.
Int Mr, Craddock lived in the city
because be liked to be near his wore.
and be liks d ?inlet at' night.
Iris office was situated in a little
dingy <r ,art leading out of ]'-nehureh
sere+'t, and here the old gentleman whom
,loan 1:.'':l seen sneaking out of the
Wok! 1!vc,l. if existence in a room ten
by nine, n'hi:•ii served as a bedroom and
c.rau:.,,;; room. and parlor combined, can
by called living.
?dr. Craddock was an attorney, but he
did riotdo touch in the way of the law.
Ile we-; rc ,lr,ri rd to be rie!lt, very rich,
end. 501!;1' 1'r, r ous professed great curios-
ity sus. ' cr l;rdw- lie got his stoney and how
hr e.: r•r - ! it.
- A:: n mater of fact, Mr. Elijah Crad-
dcel: Ivi.s a money lender.
Of course, it was not generally known
that he WAS n money lender. By most,
by the late Earl of Arrowfiekl, for ]n•
stance, lie was looked upon as simply
an eceeairic old miser, who chose 10
liw.' in t:. dingy den above his office,
because--vvc11, because he liked it and
found the air, or want of air, suited
him.
One evening --two days before the ball
at 12:edtifnple--Mr. Craddock sat on his
Nei
,,..,z,d,r� ..—w.—
�p
4�11
'm''
- colclse heels
o 2f.coats.
quickly
he throat o ad 1 ng s.ttl
aures
stool - in his office. Every now and
then lie looked up at a .crazy, lopsided
clock that hung on the wall and ticked
creakily; and, as the old thing wheezed
out the hour of tea, he was rising from
the •stool, when there came a knock at
the door, and there entered a young
man.
lie was tall, and thin. and handsome,
having black hair, elosely cut, with a
dark mustache. His eyes were dark
too, and brilliant, almost too brilliant,
so that when lie flashed them around,
as he did when he entered Mr. Crad-
dock's office, one felt au uneasy .sense
of having been pierced by a gimlet. Per-
haps he knew of this unpleasant sharp-
ness, for after one of these piercing
glances, he lowered his lids and hid the
black, sharp eyes from observation.
".lust an hour late,!"- said Mr. Crad-
dock, pulling out his turnip -faced watch.
"Just an hour! Whet. on earth makes
you so later" and he snarled until his
teeth showed through Itis thin, parched
lips,
"I .have been dining out!"
"Dining out! A pretty time you have
of it! And you dine out every day is
the week, dressed like—like a door:! He,
he!" and he croaked. "Shouldn't won-
der if you've forgot that I picked you
out of the gutter, out there," and he
pointed. into Fenchurch street, "and
made a roan of you."
"1'm. not likely to forget," said the
young man, not at all angrily, "seeing
that you so kindly keep it in my mem-
ory."
"A boy in the gutter—selling luei-
fers!"—and addressing the furniture.
"Fusees," corrected the young man.
"But never mind that. The question is,
what do you want now I am here?"
He stooped as' she woke, and picked
up a piece of paper which lay, half torn
across; in the fireplace. It was the inn-
keeper's bill at Deercombe,
"Dcercombe!" he said, flashing his
eyes upon the old man. "Deer—ah, yes,
7 remember, that is Lprd Arrowfield's
place—no, not his now! Wiio carne into
it? Yes," and he nodded, "Lord Vil-
liars,"
The old man eyed hint admiringly and
chuckled with satisfaction.
"Good—good! Always rememnber!
Never forget anything! That's .one of
the first things I taught you, Royce!
And taught you everythilrg. elt? Yes,
I've been down •t'o' ;t1rt ; Wold 'est Deer-
eombet Beautiful place, Royce—and
money! Money!" :and he heldyup, his
hands. "Nearly two millions!"
The young lean raised his eyebrow• s.
"tlo •much?"
"Quite! And—and. all belongs to Lord
Villiers."
Royce turned and looked at hirer with
a strange smile.
"You surely don't mean- to suggest
that it is of any use trying to make
money out of hint?"' he said' ivitli a
laugh. "Lord Villiers! If any man
knows the world he does; too well for
us, Craddock. Depend upon it, he'll keep
his two millions!"
"Hush !" said Mr. Craddock, and hob-
bling to the door he turned the key.
Don't speak too loud, Royce; that old
eat of a housekeeper is not so deaf as
she pretends to be. Reep his two mil-
lion, will he? I'm not so sure of that!"
and he fixed his small black eyes on
the dark keen ones above him.
CHAPTER VII.
Royce turned and shot a keen glance
at old Craddock, then bent over the
fire again.
"I'm not sure that Lord Stuart Vil-
liers will keep his two millions, Royce,"
repeated Craddock, Ile climbed on to
the stool and stared down at the young-
er man, with his head on one side, and
his small beady eyes like a raven's. "I'm
not so sure, Royce!"
"The Weld was not entailed, I think."
"There!" exclaimed old Craddock,
addressing the clock with an impish
tone of trtu'nnlz—"there's a start for von
—don't ask any questions! Nob he!
a''4orns dune to tile runs of the matter
like a mite! Right, Royce; right, Mor -
daunt, my boy; the Wold was not en-
tailed. The old earl could do what ho
liked with it, every rod of it,, and ev-
ery penny of his maul He could leave
it to me --to me if he lined--'.'
"Instead of which, he left to Stuart
Villiers," said Mordaunt Royce. "I re-
member you drew the will yourself."
"I did," assented old Craddock, "and
a very rood will it was."
"Leaving it all to Lord Villiers,"
raid Mordaunt Royce. "Well, I don't
sec—no ora disputes the will, 1 sup-
pose "
"No one, at present," said the old
man. "Mimi to the pints carefully.
There's two n' lieges of money in this
business. The E,•, -i of A.rrowield--im-
el.=.Ply
rich and livin.g entirely alone,
po.ea&ed of a vast fortuue, quite mien -
Cumbered, quite urlentailed. Who is leo
to lea,e it to? As far as the world
knows, his nearest relation is Stuart
liars—a young man he doesn't get on
with, a man he has quarreled with —
but still his nearest kith and kin, and
his natural heir. Point one. Royce. Now,
then; it was not generally known, :Royce,
that the Earl of Arrowfield was mar-
ried. lie married beneath him—out of
pique, they say—to annoy a woman who
had jilted frim. It was just like him
Anyhow, his wife and he dM r -t agree,
They separated, Royce --but Wier before
a child was born, A daughter.- Point
two."
Roree•nodded.
` 1 see."
HE FARED BLOOD PSN:
But Zam•Buk Bayed His Thumb
Once again a ease is reported in whleh
the popular bairn /Lam -Buie bas saved a
worker from the terrible ,effects of blued
poisoning dr. ;Alfred zR'. Orth, u:
Shipley, Ont., says: "While at work 1
had the misfor,,une to run a rusty nail
under my thumb nail,',. td the depth , of
about one. and 'a halt irtvthes, The pain
'was terrible and' what 1 feared was that
the nail, being so dirty and rusty,would
set up festering and blood-poisun. I
knew from previous experience how' good
tam-Buk was, so .I cleaned the thumb,
melted a little Zam-Bu'k;..aild ran it Into
the wound. The result was wonderful!
It soothed the pain and the thumb 'act-
ually did not swell. Garb -Buie kept away
all. inflammation. I was able to go on
with 'my work all the time, and In a
few days the thumb was as good as ever.
A balm which can do this should be In
every working man's Borne."
Zam-Buk Is the finest 'form of "insur-
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Power is so great that no disease germ
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Tieing composed of pure vegetable es-
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babies and young children, and mothers
will find it far superior to the ordinary
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mineral poisons, rancid animal fats, etc.
Zam-Buk is a sure cure for ulcers.
abscesses, eczema, ringworm, blood-
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ful imitations and substitutes.
"Yes; so that there were two relatives
nearer than Stuart Villiars."
"Yes, but the countess died, and the
daughter also " said Royce.
"Yes; the countess died, I know, and.
the daughter, so it was understood; but
who saw her die—who buried her? He
didn't go to his wife's, funeral, he didn't
go to his daughter's funeral—if she ever
was buried. Anybody might have told
him that they were dead; and he would
havo believed it—just because he want-
ed to."
"Then you think,",, said Royce, slowly,
"that the daughter is alive?"
"No," said old Craddock; "I think she
is dead now; but I don't think she died
when he thought she did, and if she
didn't all sorts of things might have
happened! She might have married —
might have had a child; if so, that
child, supposing it to be alive, would
be the natural heir to the Wold and
the money, in place of. Stuart Mars.
A short time before died the old
earl sent for me; itvas an urgent mes-
sage, and it came 'zcr' itatlte •-'Wold. I
should have gone; b'14T was laid up
with the cursed rheumatism and c"uldn't
move. When 1 did get down theve, tae
old man had flown again, I wrote do hetet
offering to go wherever 11e' wisbae ; but
he wouldn't havo it. Simply said die had
done the business he wanted to r+ee me
about for himself, and I needn't 'rotaom
Now, Royce, what was that business?
He wanted to make a fresh will!"
Royce looked incredulous.
"Yes, that was it! How do I know
it Well, 1 didn't know it, I guessed
It by the old man's movements. Ile
hadn't been to the Wold for years. He
hadn't mentioned his wife'sname for
years. What does he do when he gets
down to the 'place? ,Shuts himself up
in the library, sleeps in the room where
he and his wife used to sleep; had her
portrait brought down from the gal-
lery, and placed on a chair in front of
him, so that he can see it where he sits.
Spends the day mooning about the old
lumber rooms, where the countess' dress-
es and things have been pushed away,
and hastily—mark ate, Royce -hastily
writes some document, with two of the
servants as witnesses."
Royce smiled. '
"A very pretty atony," lie said, "hut
it is all mess work, and worth nothing.
ARE KNOWN AS THE
FRE FU
Dodd's Kidney Phis Dbing
Great Work in the
Prairies,
Michael Anderson Joins the Thron;
Who Arc Shout:., Their Praises—
They Cured His t- ravel and F'?h u-
rnatiom.
Pine Valley, Man.. Oct. 1d; (Spec/all.
—Michael Anderso a Weil -known far-
mer living n:, -l' 11,,re 1s iticletl to t1
number cif tnos,• w 11yc sent the e
echoing over that `Dodd' Ed-
ney
I'il)s lire the r tar's friend," dnI
truly :,ir. Ander:, >: ..(s reasoA tl
the groat Ctua:ii•r dL1ey remedy.
ten to his exp,+die
"A strain :t;11.1 11 1,1 cold started ray
troubles," says lir, nderso ., 'rigid fiat'
twelve lo't g years 1 1S is • t victim of
Kidney trouble, lir ,•.natisni ,trail Cray -
el. Doctors atter ,e,l rule and 1. tried
many medicines, hut they did not core
me, Dodd's I idne 1ih; cured me in
less than ono luno 1.
11 is east• to d.i u1;; thief; %rhea you
know how. Mr, .1n l ee sore went right
to the root of his trouble ITP cured
his Kidneys by using Dodd's Ridnery
Pills and with the toot gone the other
diseases disappeared. Dodd's man".
Pills always make healthy kidneys an d
with healthy kiJu eyr;,ul you ean'Li have
Rheumatism or Gravel,
`7 nut' 1riclined to think that he didn't
rnoke a fresh will." '
• "Theo.' for once ,1001 cleverness lee, at
fault, Royce" reterted`Crcuad.oek, trium-
phantly, ' Fur be cli•!l!. t don't .,g'ness
this time—I know! Why? I1eeemee he
wrote to Stuart Villiers, 14'1114 him
that he meant. to disinherit limy, and
that he had left the'^ property; to one
more fully mitii'. s to it, .
For the first tture. the yonlyg'man's
face was tureed on Cl'addue ,,,»'tflt sharp,
open surprise.
"Al," hs' suid. "Iloss' <lo you know
all this?"
"1 saw the letter!" said old Craddock,
in a hoarse • whisper. '''Stuart Villiers
rend it to me on the terrace of the
Weld!"
Royce's keen eyes flan.bed.
"You went there to--•-"
The• old man nodded.
"'1'o look for the last will ---the will
the earl went down there to make; the
will he made with his wife's portrait be-
fore him."
"You found nothing at the Wold?"
Royee asked, Ids voice soft anti thought-
ful.
Mr. Craddock shook his head.
"Nothing. 1 was there for hours. 7
searched the library carefully. It had
been locked up after he left, and un-
disturbed,"
"In whose favor was the last will
made:?"
".1,h," groaned the old man, "if we
could tell that-"
"You have found no one then?" said
Royt'e.
"No ole." responded Mr. Craddock,
gloomily. "The countess had a daugh-
ter, there is no doubt about that; she
herself died, there is no doubt about
tdicthata--•; the daughter is supposed to have
"'There is doubt about that?"
"Yes!" said the old man, sullenly,
stubbornly. "Royce. I believe she lived
to marry and give birth to the heir of
all this property, but where. is ::he?"
and he stretched out his skinny hands.
"No traee of her at all?"
"Not the faintest. She disappeared
es completely as if --if she had been a
shadow," said Mr. Craddock..
Royce was silentf ro a moment, then
he laughed.
"It is a pretty problem, with two
Sides. To find the Pal'l's last will and
to find the person in whose favor it
was made! Most people consider one
question of that kind. difficult enough,"
he added.
"But not you; not yon, Royce!" said
the old man, clutching his arae eagerly.
"Not you! You won't make 11111011 of
it; you're too clever! ,And T taught you,
didn't I, ltoyce, eh? And look at the
money that's to be made out of it!
Thousands! We alight make terms with
the person whose favor the will is in.
or with Stuart Villiars himself; it could
be worked either way."
"If you had the wid and the person
to whom the old earl really left his mon-
ey," laid Morelannt Royce. He spoke
reairiil
d y, with 11's eyes fixe'cl ritt7iw-fire,
his opera flat held before his lips, his
lona. white hands playing a soft tune
on the crown.
The old man watched him cl arely, nar-
row•ly.
"You're thinking of something. Royce,"
he declared it' his shrill suppressed
treble. "You're thinking of sum, thing,
I I:Low you :u;': Z'ot;'l- at wort: on it
already, eh? I knew you'd take and
hang on to it; that's why I told you.
7 saki tii Inyself, ha're's a east' for Boyce,
this is the sort cf business he'll take to
Didn't
at once.1)uu't ] know lu? l
train him up azul teach hilt--"
The you:t;; man took out his watch;
a handsome repeater, in gold, !raving
a plain but costly chain affixed.
"I must get back," he said, quietly,
passing by the Old Man's encomiums.
"Lord Dewsbury has a party at his
rooms, and they expect me."
"•1h1" said toe mil man, eyeing hint
helf-admiringly, half -impatiently. And
you are going to speller the ei ehiitg with
a viscount and other noblemen, and
you'll hold your heart sus high as any of
'em, ruffle it with the oast of 'eat, and
win their money of 'OIs, eh, Royce; and
slap theist en the back and call 'ern
'Dewsbury,' arid '1'.mteterc,' at, if they
were mere nob>die ; and they won't
miner it, but be proud to claim the
friendship of such a eleven, handsome,
nceore/Weer a f.•:low as Mord:unit Royce'.
(tuud lord: hits surprised they'd be if 1
dropped i::.tit.l in 0 quiet. friendly
sent of 5 117, '1 i ! : 1 this young gen-
tleman out of tbe gut a.':, my lords; h•'
deed t>sell 1... • es; w zit da yeti think
of 1l:as a tidal', e:1 " '1.' eo';i be bur-
"1 Blare say," a ,'nt rl the young man
with pmfeet, e1+'111:•- , tiuia young
lies
nmetaeh.e by very ..1 a t,tu!1e. "But per-
eees t.. W;.11:'10%;
.t er, out.
oa
•.::.t! 1.. ,`�:.. i.'','!'., ir,1 ]'tier s!:e>
Ila:
i 1: a rt r!!
1. >ng It'e;.,,>
i' L'i••i:' dl
in a 'd
tt. •rr 1 el t t ' f: ,n tl
e1 .e t,.,l ti !,ti ., ,. i..!
•
eq11.1e Abl..
ti n', i ;of,t, , lid
the t:tii, well-dress-
ed
`il lr' s-
ed t:+, .•0 :ii 311 ,1 r!>rwav was gn c.: ted
s: i; it d• <. id ...1 1! welt" *'u,•,
•T:Ped' los s!^ 1 •s •, (x11.
'Royce! Where, hiv, yin boon ?"
O;r. don't e! ii
oche r, h 1"t4 i'10 'v. •
not of hint! Boyce has always 8o11re
mysterious uppoin.lnrnt to 1.•el,, !:s •it
a dtebes.t this -tbno. and hove. you been
, . .1 nit.
CAUSE AND CURE
OF RHEUMATISM
Due to Impurities in the Blood ---
Cured by Dr. Williams'
Pink Pills.
The most notieeable and immediate re-
sult of rheumatism is a marked thin-
ning of the blood, and in duo disease
does it develop More. rapidly. Not only
does the blood become weal,:, but it is
soon filled with impurities, which the
different organs of the body have been
unable to throw off. One of the most
harmful of these impurities is uric aeid,
which is formed from the waste pro-
ducts of the body. In health it is read-
ily passed off by the kidneys with the
help of oxygen from the red corpuscles
of the blood. Without oxygen the kid-
neys are unable to rid the system of
thin acid and it is retained in the blood
and distributed to all parts of .the body.
The weak back, pains across the kid-
neys and thin scanty, highly colored se-
cretions, which follow, show that the acid
is already in the blood •and often leads
the sufferer to think he has kidney tro-
uble. If the disease i,, not driven out of
the blood. rheumatism can never be
cured, and the sufferer will always be
subject to attacks, whenever exposed
to damp or cold. With each returning
attack the pain becomes more severe
and complications often arise making
necessary the use of -habit forming drugs
to relieve pain.
It is readilly seen that the only way
to eure rheumatism is through the
blood.• Dr, Williams' Pink Pills afford
such a treatment as they contain all
the elements necessary to build up and
purify the blood. They increase its
oxygen earrying capacity enabling the
kidneys to pass the uric acid from the
body and the other organs to do their
work. This rheumatism is reached at
its root and permanently cured. Dr.
1Villiams' Pink Pills are absolutely free
from all habit-forming drugs, and are
riot an experiment as the following case
will show; Mr. W. Studley Lewis, Pilot
Mound, Man., says: "I am a firm be-
liever in Dr. Williams' Pink Pills and
always keep some by me in ease of need.
A few years ago while teaching school
I suffered so much with rheumatism in
my amts and shoulders that I had the
greatest difficulty in writing on the
blackboard, and after trying a number
of remedies without benefit, I was al-
most in despair, and felt inclined to
abandon teaching. But one day I hap-
pened to pick up one of Dr. Williams'
almanacs. and read of the cure of a
number of severe cases of rheumatism
through the use of Dr. Williams' Pink
Pills. This decided ere to give the Pills
a trial, and I had only taken them a few
weeks when I felt much better, In the
course of a few weeks more the pains
and stiffness had all left mo, and I
had no more difficulty in doing my
work. 1 cannot say enough in praise
of 1)r. Williams' Pink Pills for they
and they alone cured me of my rheu-
matism:
Sold by all medicine -dealers or by
mei! at .50 Neils s a box, or six boxes for
$2.50 from The 1)r. Williams' Medicine
hr,"kville. Ont,
riding. in her carriage, Royce, or is It
little Tonle of tate Frivolity!"
Boyce laughed, and pulled off his
gloves leiettl'ely.
"Here, come and take my plaee!" said
a fair-haired, blue-eyed ,wrung fellow
who eat at the card table. "gunge and
take my place and change the luck;
these fellows are winning everything!'
and he laughed a merry, careless laugh
which chimed hi with the music.
The speaker was Bettie, Viscount
Dewsbury, who had come into the title
and estates—the estates Mr. Craddock
so much desired to grab -••-a couple of
years ego, and, short though the time
had been, had managed to prove the
Lruth of the assertion that wealth had
wings.
Royce went up to hind and put a white
hand on his shuulder, and the young
viscount looked ut, al. ]liar with frank
affection, with a look of beyis11 delight
nr,d pleasure at his „ppt'arance that
might have touched even Mordaunt
.luyeide heart.
"Coote and sit down, old fellow! You
artist be cold; year Aimee feels damp.
Bring 11r. wove: sate win.!:" he galled
to a footman.
tay w'bdr'e you are," Sar Ituv e,
11 .ing hi:n •rt..tle inti his seal- '•1'11
]1i:1y with you ag.tit:s' P.,utel're if he
Tikes.
Lord Pon;;!:' c 1 ;irk, heavy -featured
mut':. with 1i>irk lips, 1,1 „ hull -.lug ex-
'1tr-'on:, 1tr.l,l. 1
"As t;on !:kt'; int 1 h•.eee Paul' e.rn'
i!0011 •l lade won't ..:10:1 you o, -night.
I was nearly dleane.l. .. ; 1,1st ss' "k"
(To be Continued.)
ar. c':ly
mon,: co ties, cores cot•4s, heals
din throe.: a,sr:1::n4n. a a 23 sous.
n1 -I re,•^
i"T't.,E .t' .e t_ -MANNERS.
l'::rspore ret 10(111'0-A10 lir e .',berg Who,
1.0 "p et 11:1 :ilO . cis guie:cry akt
i..ty we tddi III:e, inrleI;;n i>1 la:,rslt Ian -
e t•'wtzrr?s the girl clerks, 11100 been.
r,d.cr;•11y l:.rdught to book by the i.ele-
viione n llinir:stltliicn of eope>atngen.
.tt 1:1:t it was found difficult to identify
the e 1'fcr rut.;, so a 1,r.tnlaphoue appara-
ti. ' sons it tal1P5 at the central W.:-
Chat:we. The moniker n subscriber began
to u.'e nnsot.rnly language the girl would
have it recorded by the gramophone.
Some of the wot:t offenders were
srimntunrd to the directors' office, and
when they dented their hasy remarks
t;tt•>y were convicted by 0n exact repiti-
tion in their own voice on the gratno-
ehone. Telephone manners In Copes-
ltwgezt has as a result improved.